Don't BAB [The Ivyson Tour] Lyrics By Nasty C
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Please don't call my phone, I'm with the
Please don't call my phone, I'm with the crew
You're fuckin' up my mood
Can't you find you nothin' else to do?
I'm with the gang
On my gang shit, I'm with the gang
On my gang shit, I'm with the gang
On my gang shit, I'm with the gang
On my gang shit
Don't be a bitch
Don't be a bitch
Don't be a bitch
Don't be a bitch
Said I would come over, but I never did
'Cause you acting like a bitch
Don't be a bitch
Right now I'm lit and sippin' tea
In my room, yeah, with the team
Gemi's on the beat
Repping 031, out in Durbanville
I share a groupie with the clique
She gon' put the boobies on the dick, oh my yeah
I ain't pickin' up the phone for shit
She say, "How you don't get my text
When I see you posting pics?"
Talkin' automatic whips
Your daughter want some dick
She do automatic splits
I'm talking gymnastics, yeah
I might take some pics yeah
I don't care if they leak, yeah
Shit is lit like Bic, yeah
She hoppin' on my stick, yeah
I got a thick bitch calling me "Daddy"
I remix Molly with Xanny
Kickin' big shit, ain't no relaxin'
I'm gettin' to the money I'm a addict
I'm talkin' big big money, I'm stackin'
I will never let it go
Dawgs got my back, yeah
I ain't talkin' pets, yeah
I'ma hit it from the back, ooh
Bitch, don't call my phone, I'm with the
Please don't call my phone, I'm with the crew
You're fuckin' up my mood
Can't you find you nothin' else to do?
I'm with the gang
On my gang shit, I'm with the gang
On my gang shit, I'm with the gang
On my gang shit, I'm with the gang
On my gang shit
Don't be a bitch
Don't be a bitch
Don't be a bitch
Don't be a bitch
Said I would come over, but I never did
'Cause you acting like a bitch
Don't be a bitch
Misbehaving with the gang
I got pockets full of bands
I got pot, I got some dank
Bitch, I thought you understand
I'm the man with the plaques
You should make a reservation in advance
I'm connecting flights to France
One way ticket to your pants
With the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
I won't take a knee, I got plans, plans, plans
Stick with me you'll be good, good
BNB, I'm up to somethin'
Hit up AirBNB, book for a month or something
I'm in here with the runners
We get to it it's nothin'
Our families gotta get somethin'
They gotta be rubbing their tummies
I got no time for you, you buggin'
Bitch, don't call my phone, I'm with the
Please don't call my phone, I'm with the crew
You're fuckin' up my mood
Can't you find you nothin' else to do?
I'm with the gang
On my gang shit, I'm with the gang
On my gang shit, I'm with the gang
On my gang shit, I'm with the gang
On my gang shit
Don't be a bitch
Don't be a bitch
Don't be a bitch
Don't be a bitch
Said I would come over, but I never did
'Cause you acting like a bitch
Don't be a bitch