"Glitter (4 Missed Calls)" lyrics
Come on
Real, real, real, real
Real, real, real
My main bitch look like Mariah
I taught her math, not science
If I touched on the bitch, it was Midas, King Leonidas
Countin' up till my thumbs got arthritis
You lookin' for me, better check on an island
Eight deep with bad bitches around me
Just one-hundred-thousand, collected and counted
She lookin' astounded, I'm lookin' empowered
These niggas be homeless, be lookin' for houses
Underneath all them bridges they burnin', be crowded
You makin' her smile, I be leavin' her parched
She know I'ma get this shit with or without her
Ayy, walk in, cash stiff
Comin' in smooth, silk
Tell Brenda to "Pass the blick," nigga
Ayy, I bought the house shoes in Philipps
And I came to your town to step
Tryna leave the scene ripped
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch (Damn, boo, where you at?)
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, come on (It seems as of lately you been everywhere but here, I miss you)
Bitch, bitch, bitch (When are you coming home? 'Cause you need to get back here, I thought I could talk to you)
Bitch, bitch, bitch, look (If you needed some space, you could've just said that)
I got a block on me, I got a stick on me
Put a lil' 25 on ya big homie
Fuck what lil' buddy say, he ain't got shit on me
He wiped the same thot that said "Spit on me"
Nigga, I don't got time on me, fuck the big Rollie
Don't got a dime that I would ever spend on you
Nigga, these bitches is burnt, back to back Perks
I'm scared she'll die before I—
Grab your mans before he murked
Before he end up on a shirt
On the news or somewhere hurt
Them sideways looks, I peep them first
Nigga, I don't entertain the hatred
I'm 2PhoneShawty, Femto, baby
Wake up every morning thankful
God ain't make me how He made you
Know that my bitch was never faithful
Done made peace with that shit
Called up my brother, he did me like Cain and Abel
But I found humor in that shit
I be talkin' to God and I think She a woman
Probably why I don't believe in that shit
Sometimes I shed a tear for you pussies
Bunch of niggas we never believed in
Ayy, walk in, cash stiff
Comin' in smooth, silk
Tell Brenda to "Pass the blick," nigga
Ayy, I bought the house shoes in Philipps
And I came to your town to step
Tryna leave the scene ripped
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch (I hope you're not ignoring me)
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, come on (I got something very special, very [?])
Bitch, bitch, bitch (I just wanted to share it with you, where are you at?)
Bitch, bitch, bitch, look (Um, way you fuck with my shit)
Come on
Real, real, real, real
Real, real, real
My main bitch look like Mariah
I taught her math, not science
If I touched on the bitch, it was Midas, King Leonidas
Countin' up till my thumbs got arthritis
You lookin' for me, better check on an island
Eight deep with bad bitches around me
Just one-hundred-thousand, collected and counted
She lookin' astounded, I'm lookin' empowered
These niggas be homeless, be lookin' for houses
Underneath all them bridges they burnin', be crowded
You makin' her smile, I be leavin' her parched
She know I'ma get this shit with or without her
Ayy, walk in, cash stiff
Comin' in smooth, silk
Tell Brenda to "Pass the blick," nigga
Ayy, I bought the house shoes in Philipps
And I came to your town to step
Tryna leave the scene ripped
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch (Damn, boo, where you at?)
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, come on (It seems as of lately you been everywhere but here, I miss you)
Bitch, bitch, bitch (When are you coming home? 'Cause you need to get back here, I thought I could talk to you)
Bitch, bitch, bitch, look (If you needed some space, you could've just said that)
I got a block on me, I got a stick on me
Put a lil' 25 on ya big homie
Fuck what lil' buddy say, he ain't got shit on me
He wiped the same thot that said "Spit on me"
Nigga, I don't got time on me, fuck the big Rollie
Don't got a dime that I would ever spend on you
Nigga, these bitches is burnt, back to back Perks
I'm scared she'll die before I—
Grab your mans before he murked
Before he end up on a shirt
On the news or somewhere hurt
Them sideways looks, I peep them first
Nigga, I don't entertain the hatred
I'm 2PhoneShawty, Femto, baby
Wake up every morning thankful
God ain't make me how He made you
Know that my bitch was never faithful
Done made peace with that shit
Called up my brother, he did me like Cain and Abel
But I found humor in that shit
I be talkin' to God and I think She a woman
Probably why I don't believe in that shit
Sometimes I shed a tear for you pussies
Bunch of niggas we never believed in
Ayy, walk in, cash stiff
Comin' in smooth, silk
Tell Brenda to "Pass the blick," nigga
Ayy, I bought the house shoes in Philipps
And I came to your town to step
Tryna leave the scene ripped
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch (I hope you're not ignoring me)
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, come on (I got something very special, very [?])
Bitch, bitch, bitch (I just wanted to share it with you, where are you at?)
Bitch, bitch, bitch, look (Um, way you fuck with my shit)
Come on
