lyrics
Really wasn't tryna see you for a while, crocodile
But then I pocket dialed
Pocket dialed, oh no
Sometimes my phone go off on it's own though
No one has an interest in your business but my hipbone
I ain't give a shit, no
Buttons must’ve slipped or something
Wasn't my call
You spoke to my balls
You spoke to my balls
Couldn't determine if you heard any words and
Felt you should return this incase it was urgent
Well thank you, “Dave from work thing,” always good to be certain
But if I was in danger, I'd elsewhere place the burden
No worries man, you didn’t pick up
I didn't either
Silent on my end like I was seated in theaters
Man...
I can't imagine what you think of my phone skills…
Something made a noise, well,
That must be his voicemail
Really wasn't tryna see you for a while, crocodile
But then I pocket dialed
Pocket dialed, oh no
Sometimes my phone go off on it's own though
No one has an interest in your business but my hipbone
I ain't give a shit, no
Buttons must’ve slipped or something
Wasn't my call
You spoke to my balls
You spoke to my balls
What the fuck… did you really have to follow up?
On the message you missed from me
As if it's some mystery
Just 30 seconds, gargling, like if its some Listerine
With a history shorter than what kids can read
Yeah, bitch, it's from me…
No, I didn’t call you intentionally!
I'm trying to recall you
Can't picture you mentally
But anyway,
Yeah… no, I don’t know what’s causing it
My balls must be feeling talkative
And think you're the awesomest!
I'll conference them…
You've reached the offices of Balls & Associates
Please cough at the tone, leaving a detailed-
Hello, who's this?
Oh, hey Janet!
So glad you got back to me
Feels like you and my nut sack have been playing phone tag for weeks
Keep waiting like refractory, we have to speak, but actually!
Girl, what's happening? Spill! How the world a Janet been?
Well that sounds fun! Look at you, all involved
What I've been up to? Oh you know, same ol', being balls
Really wasn't tryna see you for a while, crocodile
But then I pocket dialed
Pocket dialed, oh no
Sometimes my phone go off on it's own though
No one has an interest in your business but my hipbone
I ain't give a shit, no
Buttons must’ve slipped or something
Wasn't my call
You spoke to my balls
You spoke to my balls
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from
Crack Baby Gap,
released 03 September 2011
Produced by Rob Tanchum, Mike Spits, Glock, Max Ash
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