Raz Simone - Why You On My Line | Текст песни

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If you are not the plug, why you on my line?
If you don't want no drugs, why you on my line?
If you are not my son, why you on my line?
You don't get paid for your time, why you on my line?
If you are not the plug, why you on my line?
If you don't want no drugs, why you on my line?
If you are not my son, why you on my line?
Bitch, all you do is whine, why you on my line?

I could be the plug, take me to the drugs
My hoe used to be so fun, now she look like the grass
Why you're doing in the club dancing for them ones?
Sell 'em wrong bitch, wrong bitch that hit and run.
Shoot a nigga in the lung like he hit the bar,
You do nothing, so I do good
You should try to run, you and I do both do good
You should get a job, but now it's all up to your maker
Never talked to God
I'd be rolling with the windows up until it's time
By myself, 'cause niggas snitching even when they ride
Nigga, keep my Lodge dirty I don't fuck with tide
You can see my fingertip, bitch
I don't even want no more, I'm just fucking glad
All I'm saying what nigga doing drive byes
All I do is pimping hoes and trap them ???
They ask me why I have two phones when I don't answer one
Hello!

If you are not the plug, why you on my line?
If you don't want no drugs, why you on my line?
If you are not my son, why you on my line?
You don't get paid for your time, why you on my line?
If you are not the plug, why you on my line?
If you don't want no drugs, why you on my line?
If you are not my son, why you on my line?
Bitch, all you do is whine, why you on my line?

She go to church on Sunday like Jesus forgot
Bitch, you just fucked the squad,
Go get ride with God
Nowhere are her job and go to Damasc,
Blowing up my phone like Bush in Irak
I don't give a fuck 'bout what you're selling
Man you suck, a nigga's telling got my motherfuckin' felon
Even if the loud is yelling, you know I am not in hell
I never use what I'm selling, plus half of my niggas jammin'
They was ??? til they fell it
Hit that waiter, crack their ???
Would it ever be the same? Probably not,
But it ain't no telling!
I'm from Do-say ??? you can smell it
I got put on to the hood, but don't let this fuck niggas tell it
And I make more money than I let you niggas, I'm propel-it
and I shoot my shoe so quick right on the fly
and I help my niggas moving, you make excuse why you ain't helping
I'm a real one, you can tell it, check my vows niggas

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If you are not the plug, why you on my line?
If you don't want no drugs, why you on my line?
If you are not my son, why you on my line?
You don't get paid for your time, why you on my line?
If you are not the plug, why you on my line?
If you don't want no drugs, why you on my line?
If you are not my son, why you on my line?
Bitch, all you do is whine, why you on my line?

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