"24 Missed Calls" lyrics

[Cash Kidd:]
(Damn, Russ, go crazy)
Let this bitch hit, huh, ayy
(I like that, Anton)
Psh, woo, psh

Your bitch a stalker, huh
Want me all to herself, ball hogger
Ayy, free them boys, keep the talkers
Hit the road and he told, call him Frogger, psh
Two-thousand for these joggers, huh
Cartier buffs on, look like Arthur, huh
Know that bitch ain't shit as soon as I departure
Cheatin' on all my hoes, loyal to my barber, huh

Too busy scorin' to keep coachin' y'all, huh
That nigga a puny, I didn't notice dog, huh
I just got some brain from this know-it-all, huh
Boy, don't ask me nothin' 'cause I don't recall
Just called a group meetin', told my hoes some laws
Look, bitch, don't tell them people that I go with y'all, psh
Woke up in the morning, twenty-four missed calls, huh

Where the closing credits? I'm showin' off
I don't know, is it me or lil' bro gettin' soft?
Tryna slide right now, he tryna hold it off, psh
Spinnin' in this striker like a bowling ball
I'ma savage with that Drac', this for all my dogs
RIP Lee, shit was all my fault, huh, RIP Red, shit was all my fault, huh
I can't help but blame myself for everything
Chest pumped out like they threw jerry beans
Yeah, I'm your bitch, group chat, hot topic
I know it's hoein' horn, niggas, but I'm not stoppin'
Yeah, I just jump fly like a skydiver
Louis overalls, I feel like a rock climber
I'm chillin' with your bitch, gettin' top by her
Think I'm fallin' for her neck like the rock bottom, huh
Excuse me, sweetheart, do you see my sock by you?
Huh, I'm bringin' out the hoes like a house fire, huh

Too busy scorin' to keep coachin' y'all, huh
That nigga a puny, I didn't notice dog, huh
I just got some brain from this know-it-all, huh
Boy, don't ask me nothin' 'cause I don't recall
Just called a group meetin', told my hoes some laws
Look, bitch, don't tell them people that I go with y'all, psh
Woke up in the morning, twenty-four missed calls, huh

[BlueBucksClan:]
Your nigga a puny, he know he small (Yeah)
Boy in the hood, tell his lil' ass dog to ball (Ball)
All on my behalf, bitches pullin' up, I told 'em all (My behalf)
Diamonds in the ave, I'm in Philly, finna throw it up (In the ave)
No section in the club, seen you bar by you (Bar)
Good top, say your number with a star by you (Star)
Get fresh, takin' niggas hoes all I do (Feels great)
Pull up with a lot of hoes, a lot of cash (A lot of hoes)
All the way turned the fuck up, feel like Roscoe Dash (Roscoe)
I'm the one that told the homies no, they would've got your ass
Just sent twenty-four bitches to my voicemail
Twenty-four hundred on this coat, it was on sale

[Jeeezy:]
South Beach, where the hoes at? I feel like Odell (Yeah)
Niggas know we ain't condonin' that, why you go tell? (Yeah)
In New York, I just poured an eighth, feel like Sprewell (Spreeway)
I'm ignorin' calls, bitches hit me on my email (My email)
All these niggas soft, niggas worse than a female (These niggas hoes)
When I pull up, she gon' suck it with a real passion (Real passion)
Throwin' bullets that'll hit you in your bread basket (Bread basket)
Got some fire-ass head, I for sure stamped it (I did)
Call me twenty-four times and they get no answer