[Intro]
Yeah
[Chorus]
Bitch, what you doin'? (What you doin'?)
Why you won't answer the phone for me?
Ho, where you at? (Ho, where you at?)
Where you at? Where you at?
Bitch, what you doin'? (What you doin'?)
Why you won't answer the phone for me?
Ho, where you at? (Ho, where you at?)
Where you at? Where you at?
Bitch, what you doin'? (What you doin'?)
Why you won't answer the phone for me?
Ho, where you at? (Ho, where you at?)
Where you at? Where you at?
Bitch, what you doin'? (What you doin'?)
Why you won't answer the phone for me?
Ho, wherе you at? (Ho, where you at?)
Wherе you at? Where you at?
[Verse]
My homie, he tell me he knew you, if I'ma go through you, just fuck you, don't fuck with you heavy
I seen the betrayal in your eyes, I pulled up somethin' stupid, you hopped in the truck and was ready
See, now we been fuckin' for weeks, yeah, baby, we goin', but trust me, we ain't goin' steady
I can't even lie, that pussy so good, I like it, you think it, it's somethin' you should tell me
Dark skin bitch, pretty little lips and hips, lookin' like Kisha from Belly
Iced up nigga, fresh as hell, pocket full of chunks, Baccarat scent, you can smell me
She pulled up to the trap, brought a nigga for when I'm beat, I don't even want gang see you
School little bitch, good L's, drive down the way, I can't lie, girl, I need you
Text my phone, told me these niggas can't see me, yeah, I'm feelin' like John Cena
Buy her what she want, got a nigga comin' out of pocket 'cause she know I ball, Willie Beamen
I ain't new to the game, I already know how it go, I ain't think she'd do this shit to me
Got a call from my boy, say, "I just saw her in the club, she was in the booth next to me"
Yeah
[Chorus]
Bitch, what you doin'? (What you doin'?)
Why you won't answer the phone for me?
Ho, where you at? (Ho, where you at?)
Where you at? Where you at?
Bitch, what you doin'? (What you doin'?)
Why you won't answer the phone for me?
Ho, where you at? (Ho, where you at?)
Where you at? Where you at?
Bitch, what you doin'? (What you doin'?)
Why you won't answer the phone for me?
Ho, where you at? (Ho, where you at?)
Where you at? Where you at?
Bitch, what you doin'? (What you doin'?)
Why you won't answer the phone for me?
Ho, wherе you at? (Ho, where you at?)
Wherе you at? Where you at?
[Verse]
My homie, he tell me he knew you, if I'ma go through you, just fuck you, don't fuck with you heavy
I seen the betrayal in your eyes, I pulled up somethin' stupid, you hopped in the truck and was ready
See, now we been fuckin' for weeks, yeah, baby, we goin', but trust me, we ain't goin' steady
I can't even lie, that pussy so good, I like it, you think it, it's somethin' you should tell me
Dark skin bitch, pretty little lips and hips, lookin' like Kisha from Belly
Iced up nigga, fresh as hell, pocket full of chunks, Baccarat scent, you can smell me
She pulled up to the trap, brought a nigga for when I'm beat, I don't even want gang see you
School little bitch, good L's, drive down the way, I can't lie, girl, I need you
Text my phone, told me these niggas can't see me, yeah, I'm feelin' like John Cena
Buy her what she want, got a nigga comin' out of pocket 'cause she know I ball, Willie Beamen
I ain't new to the game, I already know how it go, I ain't think she'd do this shit to me
Got a call from my boy, say, "I just saw her in the club, she was in the booth next to me"
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