Pick Up The Phone by Marquee Lyrics

[Intro]
Yo the old heads boutta hate this one
Why bruh?

[Pre-Chorus]
Pick up the phone (Hey)
Pick up the phone (Who's This?)
Wake up to pick up the phone (Ya)
Niggas won't leave me alone (No)
Ex callin' me said she's wrong (Ha)
Heard I got bands and I'm on (Ya)
Jimmy got blast and I'm gone
To pick up the gas at Exxon (Diesel)

[Chorus]
Bitches be creamy
When they see me on the TV (Wet)
Facetime to tease me
Blind to the games like I'm Stevie (FaceTime)
Girls wanna nut (Ya)
So callin' me Is a must (You Know)
Heard I got good so they trust (Ya)
Her mans heart finna be crushed (Ha)
[Verse 1]
I won't get trapped
So if we fuck know I'm strapped
Rat-Tat-Tat-Tat
I'm boutta blow out your back back
Girl why don't we make a movie
Fuckin' you good leave you woozy
Good head leavin' it sloppy
Mami call me papi
Squirting on my Ducati
Hadouken K.O. like Rocky
Satisfied now your shakin'
I see your heart and it's achin'
Drippin' and leakin' ya skirt (Skrt)
I know you can't handle the work (Jefe)
Young Fly Nigga New York (City)
Beat it up like imma jerk (Bad Boy)
Don't go tellin' the block (No)
How I was in ya box (Shhh)
Your friends gon' call to get knocked (yuh)
Homerun outta the park (Jeter)
Girl that pussy is mine (Mine)
Beat it up beat it rewind (Bang)
Fuckin' all night lost the time (Tik)
Killin' catch life for the crime (Man)
Babe I hope you don't frown (Nope)
Cuz when I get back to town (City)
I'll have you making them sounds (Ya)
They'll know who's dickin' you down down
[Pre-Chorus]
Pick up the phone ("Phone Ringing")
Pick up the phone ("Phone Ringing")
Wake up to pick up the phone
Niggas won't leave me alone
Ex callin' me said she's wrong
Heard I got bands and I'm on
Jimmy got blast and I'm gone
To pick up the gas at Exxon

[Chorus]
Bitches be creamy
When they see me on the TV
Facetime to tease me
Blind to the games like I'm Stevie
Girls wanna nut
So callin' me Is a must
Heard I got good so they trust
Her mans heart finna be crushed

[Verse 2]
Hold up and pause ("Phone Ringing")
Shake that ass round of applause ("Phone Ringing")
Come to my crib where I live
Have you scream God he'll forgive
Hands sinkin' deep in the bed
Eyes in the back of your head
Green light baby just go
I wanna see you make a show
Soakin' and wettin' the sheets
Watchin' you rollin' in piece
Bustin' like Fourth of July
Lookin' you deep in the eyes
Baby can't take it but tries
She's flyin' high as a kite
I know it's feelin' so right
But I gotta go at midnight
[Pre-Chorus]
Pick up the phone (Skrt) ("Phone Ringing")
Pick up the phone (Jefe) ("Phone Ringing")
Wake up to pick up the phone (City)
Niggas won't leave me alone (Bad Boy) (Ya)
Ex callin' me said she's wrong (No)
Heard I got bands and I'm on(Shhhh) (Diesel)
Jimmy got blast and I'm gone (Yuh)
To pick up the gas at Exxon (Wet)

[Chorus]
Bitches be creamy
When they see me on the TV (FaceTime)
Facetime to tease me
Blind to the games like I'm Stevie
Girls wanna nut (Yuh)
So callin' me Is a must (City)
Heard I got good so they trust (Yuh)
Her mans heart finna be crushed

[Outro]
Baby way you pokin' come over and stroke it
Baby way you pokin' come and let me stroke it
Baby way you pokin' come over and stroke it (Yaaaa Yaaaa)

Baby way you pokin' come and let me stroke it
Baby way you pokin' come over and stroke it
Baby way you pokin' come and let me stroke it (Yaaaa Yaaaa)

("Phone Ringing")x4