Stop Calling

[Intro: Cam'ron] Yo, pass me that phone Hello? Yo, yo, do I speak to Cam? Fuck is this, B? State your name Yo, yo, ayo Yo, you don't know me or nothing like that though, dog You know what I'm sayin'? I keep it gully, though, and shit like that though, dog But I'm tryna— know what I mean— Hold up, hold up, hold up, calm down, man You keep it gully and all this, what's going on, fam? What's your name, man? Doggy, doggy, doggy you don't know me, doggy Niggas— Niggas saying you fucking my girl and shit, you know what I'm saying? My nigga Gutter told me and shit, dog I'm tryna find out, though, what's popping and shit, man, word up Y'all niggas fucking my girl y'all niggas better tell me— Tell me or something, B, word up Tell Mya, and tell you— you— calm— You not even talking right, dog I mean, who's your girl? Yo doggy, yo doggy, you playing games? You playing games, doggy? When I catch you, doggy, it ain't gonna be so fucking funny, doggy Y'all niggas think this all sweet, right? Y'all runnin' 'round fucking nigga's girl like that's the shit to do That shit ain't gully, doggy, I'ma catch you, word up— Niggas is fucking crazy, B (This nigga got the nerve to hang—) Hello? (Yo, dog, yo, dog, ooh) I fuckin' wanna know, you fuck my girl, dog? It's only right, dog That's all I wanna know, dog They tellin 'me the bitch a freak and you fucked her, dog (Uh) [Verse 1: Cam'ron] Well, I'ma tell you straight up, homeboy 'cause it's a cold world Your wife, I call her old girl, her head makes my toes curl And she awfully thick, help me get off these bricks Coffee kick, but after I bust, I be like, "Get the fuck off me bitch" If she front, bruise her in the ribs But you hugged her, you loved her, moved her in the crib Hit by Cupid, stupid, why you do it? Why be bothered? Why you holla? Three babies, three baby fathers Get wise, kid, open your eyelids 'Cause that last abortion, that was my kid That's right, but, that I ain't following If she get pregnant again, it'd be from swallowing But once in a while I dive in it That car you bought, I be driving it, head while I'm driving it Said you like to lay up dog, and play footsies She need a nigga with Timbs, gats and straight hoodies [Interlude: Cam'ron] Yo, I got Timbs, dog Yo dog, what else she be saying, dog? (Huh, well, huh) [Verse 2: Cam'ron] She said you gotta get drunk and I could fuck her better sober You get twenty grams and think you fucking Erick Sosa You better choke her, she the female Bill Clinton Lie, cheat and smoke, you got her still sitting Then she bouncing in, so you wanna pounce her in She gas you up, "I love you, I swear to God we'll go to counseling" I ain't cherish ya cutie, inherit her booty Have her wanting to kill you like American Beauty, Killa 'Cause you a motherfucking rest haven I put a gun to her head, paint a picture like Wes Craven Ya chest aching 'cause I'm very blunt, ya stunt wanna cherry pump Extra kid, a extra check every month She giving Jimmy head, Juelz in her guts Dog, you fell in love with a slut, what? [Chorus: Cam'ron] Ayo, what's up with my girl? That's my world (Killa, she a slut ho) That's my life, that's my wife, I love her (Uh-oh) Oh no, oh God Ayo, what's up with my girl? That's my world (She a slut ho) That's my life, that's my wife, I love her (Uh-oh) Oh no, she a slut, she a freak [Interlude: Cam'ron & McGruff] Ayo, dog, you gon' call back, right? Matter of fact I ain't even do ya bitch dirty, for real I'ma let you holla at my man 'Gruff, he did her dirty for real Yo, 'Gruff, tell this nigga 'bout his fucking ho (Ayo) [Verse 3: McGruff] Me and Cam caught her on camcorder Dogged her, kicked her out the O, tell you 'bout your ho She's a bitch, came right between her lips You thinking I'm fronting? She got a birthmark between her tits And, money, please stop calling niggas phones harassing She come home, don't wanna fuck, we boned her back in You's a creep and all do is use your freak And when we done, we send her home for you to keep You want beef? Punk faggot, we got stupid heat Ayo, you acting like you wan' die over pussy I ain't gon' front, I was hazed up, high in the pussy Yo, she greet me on GP, you buying the pussy Breathing hard on the other line, dying to push me Crime-crime, sip fine wine, puff lime-lime Laughing at the bitch on Primetime, me and Killa for reala All of the sudden you wan' be a guerilla Nigga, please, I'm quick to put three in a nigga You ain't nothing but a sucka for love She got you thinking it's love, hit her on the sink and the tub A little head crack while a nigga drinking a bub' You be surprised what ya bitch could do She did shit to us she never did to you, that ho mad physical [Outro: Freekey Zekey & McGruff] Yo, give me the motherfucking phone, nigga (Cheesy bitch) This stupid-ass nigga coming around here Dialing my number, how the fuck he get the— Listen, nigga Your bitch ain't shit anyway, her pussy low-quality And how the fuck you gon' motherfuckin' take this ho to the hotel? She ain't nothin' but backseat backshots You talking about "Oh, I wanna soak your feet, baby I had a long day, I wanna make you feel right" She just got finished soaking my dick in her mouth, nigga You put time in this ho, "Oh, let me take her out Benihana's Oh, let me get somethin' from Dolce & Gabbana" Motherfucker, I don't even know your ho She fucked me off my man deal Fuck is wrong with you, nigga? You runnin' 'round trying get her some shit I left my dick in this bitch All my niggas got your ho, you taking 'bout She telling me, you talking 'bout "It just slide right in right now" You know why? Big ol' dicks up in her, nigga Fuck you think? It just ease in for you And yo' bitch ain't shit, nigga I done brought her to my house, fucked her "Ooh, put it in my ass No, no, no, no not the dick, your whole fist" I turned around, my pop's dick in her mouth What's going on with this bitch?