Top Songs By The SentruEz
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maleek Jaalam Thompson
Songwriter
Neal Patrick Donoghue
Songwriter
Tadiwanashe Machekano
Songwriter
Lyrics
Jack, who the fuck was you taking to Hooters
You was going through my phone
Man you just told on yourself, get out
What
Get out
Alright, I'ma step
Home never feels like home, alone
Waiting by my phone
Call me when your home
Sitting on my throne, alone
Looking at my phone
Call me when your home
Like a rolling stone you going to die on this hill alone, nigga
Pick up the phone cause you grown watch your tone
You hootering and hollering with bitches from hooters
Answered your phone like who this
How could you do this
You gonna see me ruthless
Like do you wanna see me bite
Only like my bark when I moan at night
Called me out my name we was cool for the weekend
You so weak man
We was geeking thinking this the real thing hit a ceiling
Don't give a fuck how you feeling
Time had been revealing
Call me when your home
Home never feels like home, alone
Waiting by my phone
Call me when your home
Sitting on my throne, alone
Looking at my phone
Call me when your home
I'm big Jack in my bean stalk
I'm big mad in my mean thoughts
Where my pride desires all roots can die
I parted ways with the vanity conceited truth I guess you better me
But fuck that
All eyes apparent, hello
I call back I tried to tell it, fasho
I got benjamin button disease
Im looking older than what maturity conceives
Like once a month I bleed like a female
Might as be Jill
And when I doze off I'ma be real
That's my conscious talking
A million miles I'm stalking
I snort a line I'ma junkie for the pride I'm calling
Home never feels like home, alone
Waiting by my phone
Call me when your home
Sitting on my throne, alone
Looking at my phone
Call me when your home
Oh yeah let me get to this I-10 by 10
Yeah she think she fucking around with me
Fucking around with me
alright bitch, alright bitch
Yeah I'ma show you I'ma show you when I get to that mother fucking door
Yeah I'ma show you
I'ma show you what's up
Hey Jill, open up the door
Jill, hey shorty open up the door before these neighbors think I'm crazy out here
You are crazy
You love me though
Writer(s): Maleek Thompson
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