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phone book - leesta lyrics

[intro]
let’s f*ckin’ go, i’m in a range
i see the [?] in my face
yeah, no

[chorus]
i flew a b*tch out from california
i tried to see how much it cost to buy the lil’ girl’s heart
got vvs cuts, they shine in the dark
srt, skrrt, right, oh
some girls on my mind, oh
my diamonds, they bling*bling*blaow, somethin’ like a light post
hop in the ‘vette, then hop in a jet, yeah*yeah
i’m poppin’ this sh*t, off of a percocet, we’re smokin’ on pack, yeah
look at my life as i find a way
pourin’ cognac in the pontiac
girl, don’t play me like a dummy, yeah
kept you sayin’ you don’t want me, yeah

[verse]
i looked through the phone book (i did, i did)
i couldn’t even find your number
madе a mistake when i said i loved ya
i mеant it, i swear that i loved ya
you don’t gotta trust me, on god
smokin’ on pack, the pack, oh my god
pray to lord
put my enemies in the grave or in the f*ckin’ morgue
all of my b*tches bad, they all in sports ill*strated
hop in the porsche, get it racin’
feelin’ the torque when i’m racin’
jumped off the porch, then i made it
i’m thankin’ god that he saved me
when the actavis just tried to up take me (it did)
[?] so real, real, real
got shooters on the roof like a navy seal
[?] a pill
and sh*t’s so fake, can’t take it real
i cannot take it real, no
big .30 stand up like a scarecrow
i just poured the tech in my arrow, a*arrow
you don’t want smoke, i’ll take it there
i just stuffed you whole mortgage in my moncler
got a [?], yeah [?], aww, yeah
i ball on the roster
i see all the hate with binoculars
the k spray the oppers, and we make ’em sing like an opera (bleh, bleh)
[chorus]
i flew a b*tch out from california
i tried to see how much it cost to buy the lil’ girl’s heart
got vvs cuts, they shine in the dark
srt, skrrt, right, oh
some girls on my mind, oh
my diamonds, they bling*bling*blaow, somethin’ like a light post
hop in the ‘vette, then hop in a jet, yeah*yeah
i’m poppin’ this sh*t, off of a percocet, we’re smokin’ on pack, yeah
look at my life as i find a way
pourin’ cognac in the pontiac
girl, don’t play me like a dummy, yeah
kept you sayin’ you don’t want me, yeah

- leesta lyrics

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