Yeah, yeah, the way I
Yeah, yeah, the way I
No for real, like the way I do
I don't f*ck with none of these niggas, like
Yeah, come on, the way I
The way I did it, you thought I was out for something
I don't f*ck with none of these bitches they be up to something
I put Timbs up on my feet, the way I love to stomp him
Caught him lacking fourth down, and then we started rushing
Nigga made like ten songs, but he ain't never punch in
He ain't never used that new gun, that's why it's always rustin
Chop him, knock him down like Kimbo, that's what he get for punching
Oh my gosh, the way I
Come on, the way I
Let's go, yeah, come on, the way I get it going
I'ma knock the bitch down ten times, I thought I was bowling
Strike, when she hit me up her ass, she started throwing
I don't f*ck with niggas, they be hatin' behind
All that joking, they not jokes nigga foreal
I be cold, the way the ice be showin
I be feelin' like Jack Frost, the way my wrist be snowing
How the f*ck this nigga so tough, but then he started foldin
How the f*ck this bitch got zero bodies, and now I got her moaning
Which way like where these niggas going
Misdirection is the GPS, the wind is blowin
There he is, we caught him right outside, his body floatin
I leave him there and take his phone so he can't call his homies
Yeah, I leave him there and take his phone so he can't call his homies
Yeah, freaky bitch, she on my dick, she hit me like a hoagie
Yeah, bitch, me and gang, we walk up in the party, we here bitch
Niggas pussy, always talkin' shit, we know you scared
Bitch, pussy, come on, yeah, we know you scared
I just peep a fake nigga from a mile away
I just want my dick sucked, no, you cannot stay
Saw that nigga game, that nigga don't even play
Yeah, nigga, get no bitches, he don't get no play
I know that bitch gon' love me, cause she do what I say
All my niggas crazy, they might get you out the way
How that nigga took my bitch, he said that nigga gay
Told that bitch I pick her up, and now she saying yay
Shut the f*ck up
Now that bitch can't slide
If I shoot that child with that chip, I ain't take it off
Talk a lot of bullshit on that song, you know I'm fried
I love my daughter more than , come on
Don't say that bitch name, she can die
Don't even ask me why
Cause that nigga talk that shit, we put him in the sky
Callmebackling! - The Way I (feat. King Darius) Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah, the way I
Yeah, yeah, the way I
No for real, like the way I do
I don't f*ck with none of these niggas, like
Yeah, come on, the way I
The way I did it, you thought I was out for something
I don't f*ck with none of these bitches they be up to something
I put Timbs up on my feet, the way I love to stomp him
Caught him lacking fourth down, and then we started rushing
Nigga made like ten songs, but he ain't never punch in
He ain't never used that new gun, that's why it's always rustin
Chop him, knock him down like Kimbo, that's what he get for punching
Oh my gosh, the way I
Come on, the way I
Let's go, yeah, come on, the way I get it going
I'ma knock the bitch down ten times, I thought I was bowling
Strike, when she hit me up her ass, she started throwing
I don't f*ck with niggas, they be hatin' behind
All that joking, they not jokes nigga foreal
I be cold, the way the ice be showin
I be feelin' like Jack Frost, the way my wrist be snowing
How the f*ck this nigga so tough, but then he started foldin
How the f*ck this bitch got zero bodies, and now I got her moaning
Which way like where these niggas going
Misdirection is the GPS, the wind is blowin
There he is, we caught him right outside, his body floatin
I leave him there and take his phone so he can't call his homies
Yeah, I leave him there and take his phone so he can't call his homies
Yeah, freaky bitch, she on my dick, she hit me like a hoagie
Yeah, bitch, me and gang, we walk up in the party, we here bitch
Niggas pussy, always talkin' shit, we know you scared
Bitch, pussy, come on, yeah, we know you scared
I just peep a fake nigga from a mile away
I just want my dick sucked, no, you cannot stay
Saw that nigga game, that nigga don't even play
Yeah, nigga, get no bitches, he don't get no play
I know that bitch gon' love me, cause she do what I say
All my niggas crazy, they might get you out the way
How that nigga took my bitch, he said that nigga gay
Told that bitch I pick her up, and now she saying yay
Shut the f*ck up
Now that bitch can't slide
If I shoot that child with that chip, I ain't take it off
Talk a lot of bullshit on that song, you know I'm fried
I love my daughter more than , come on
Don't say that bitch name, she can die
Don't even ask me why
Cause that nigga talk that shit, we put him in the sky
Yeah, yeah, the way I
No for real, like the way I do
I don't f*ck with none of these niggas, like
Yeah, come on, the way I
The way I did it, you thought I was out for something
I don't f*ck with none of these bitches they be up to something
I put Timbs up on my feet, the way I love to stomp him
Caught him lacking fourth down, and then we started rushing
Nigga made like ten songs, but he ain't never punch in
He ain't never used that new gun, that's why it's always rustin
Chop him, knock him down like Kimbo, that's what he get for punching
Oh my gosh, the way I
Come on, the way I
Let's go, yeah, come on, the way I get it going
I'ma knock the bitch down ten times, I thought I was bowling
Strike, when she hit me up her ass, she started throwing
I don't f*ck with niggas, they be hatin' behind
All that joking, they not jokes nigga foreal
I be cold, the way the ice be showin
I be feelin' like Jack Frost, the way my wrist be snowing
How the f*ck this nigga so tough, but then he started foldin
How the f*ck this bitch got zero bodies, and now I got her moaning
Which way like where these niggas going
Misdirection is the GPS, the wind is blowin
There he is, we caught him right outside, his body floatin
I leave him there and take his phone so he can't call his homies
Yeah, I leave him there and take his phone so he can't call his homies
Yeah, freaky bitch, she on my dick, she hit me like a hoagie
Yeah, bitch, me and gang, we walk up in the party, we here bitch
Niggas pussy, always talkin' shit, we know you scared
Bitch, pussy, come on, yeah, we know you scared
I just peep a fake nigga from a mile away
I just want my dick sucked, no, you cannot stay
Saw that nigga game, that nigga don't even play
Yeah, nigga, get no bitches, he don't get no play
I know that bitch gon' love me, cause she do what I say
All my niggas crazy, they might get you out the way
How that nigga took my bitch, he said that nigga gay
Told that bitch I pick her up, and now she saying yay
Shut the f*ck up
Now that bitch can't slide
If I shoot that child with that chip, I ain't take it off
Talk a lot of bullshit on that song, you know I'm fried
I love my daughter more than , come on
Don't say that bitch name, she can die
Don't even ask me why
Cause that nigga talk that shit, we put him in the sky
Writer: kyree pendleton
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