Voodoo

How you gonna call me, 6 in the morning Talking bout how you and your new man fell out I'm tryna get this song, done by the morning Go call up your friends, you was always talking shit about But I heard about you, you've been, the talk of the town And since we broke up your names been floating around You seem to have finished promoting that body on the gram Anyone would of guessed that you've found your new man Yeah I heard about you, you've been, the talk of the town But it ain't on me I already tried turning you around But I gave up on you, cuz you'll always be the same Any way around But it's bringing up old feelings Seeing that name on my phone Bringing up old demons When I see that name on my phone But you keep calling every now and then Why do you call me every now and then Cause you know this shit might just fly up, fly up, fly up off the shelf Keep calling me every now and then Go call your new man, quit stalling me Time and time again, woah I spent every 0 of my balance on you You were the only girl I never got bored after a night or two I started locking up myself in that room with you Started to turn on the world that we live in for you Locked up locked up Trading souls with you, souls with you Locked up locked up All night all night, it was something new Locked up locked up All night trading souls with you Between heaven and hell with you Always high under your voodoo But you keep calling every now and then Why do you call me every now and then Cause you know this shit might just fly up, fly up, fly up off the shelf Keep calling me every now and then Go call your new man, quit stalling me Time and time again, woah