Don’t Call Me No Mo Project Pat (Ft. Three 6 Mafia)
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[Intro]
[DJ Paul:]
Hypnotize Minds, Project Pat, the #1 ringtone!
It's goin' down!
[Project Pat:]
Don't call me no more, and don't text me no mo
Project Pat featuring Three 6 Mafia - it's goin' down
North North (Memphis), you know what time it is!
[Chorus]
[Diamond:]
Don't call me no mo' and don't text me no mo'
[Project Pat:]
Don't call me no mo' and don't text me no mo'
[Diamond:]
Don't call me no mo' and don't text me no mo'
[Both:]
Cause I'm through with ya! 'Cause I'm through with ya!
[Verse 1: Project Pat]
Don't call me no mo' and don't text me no mo'
I ain't discussin nuthin' you can go on hit the door
Get up out of my ride, I forgot you aw forget ya
Let the chevy door hit ya where the good Lord split ya
I ain't with that instant messagin', callin' and textin'
Saw me on them 30s downtown, Hummer flexin'
These broads that be beggin', ice around my neck and
A hood nigga hustlin' gonna get my respectin'
There ain't no acceptin yo calls, so ya see your daddy
Yo moms, yo aunt, greasy greasy grand mammy
Like a Johnny Cochran team to try to plead your case
Heard ya in the background hung up in they face
[DJ Paul:]
Hypnotize Minds, Project Pat, the #1 ringtone!
It's goin' down!
[Project Pat:]
Don't call me no more, and don't text me no mo
Project Pat featuring Three 6 Mafia - it's goin' down
North North (Memphis), you know what time it is!
[Chorus]
[Diamond:]
Don't call me no mo' and don't text me no mo'
[Project Pat:]
Don't call me no mo' and don't text me no mo'
[Diamond:]
Don't call me no mo' and don't text me no mo'
[Both:]
Cause I'm through with ya! 'Cause I'm through with ya!
[Verse 1: Project Pat]
Don't call me no mo' and don't text me no mo'
I ain't discussin nuthin' you can go on hit the door
Get up out of my ride, I forgot you aw forget ya
Let the chevy door hit ya where the good Lord split ya
I ain't with that instant messagin', callin' and textin'
Saw me on them 30s downtown, Hummer flexin'
These broads that be beggin', ice around my neck and
A hood nigga hustlin' gonna get my respectin'
There ain't no acceptin yo calls, so ya see your daddy
Yo moms, yo aunt, greasy greasy grand mammy
Like a Johnny Cochran team to try to plead your case
Heard ya in the background hung up in they face
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