Do You Miss Me lyrics

by

Jaeychino


Alright, alright, say OC Wick on top
OC what
OC Wick on top
OC Wick on top

Boosie, why you not answering the phone
I f*cking miss you
Matter of fact, I miss us
Answer now before I come up here

You ever been outside with your man all night
I was outside hugging the block
Young n*gga came a long way
He was totin′ the taurus

My young n*gga jacked him a Glock
sh*t hit the fan when we started to struggle
Do the sh*t yea cause I missed him, my brother
You ever seen a young n*gga run up a hundred and
Take care of his family and watch for his brother

I hate me a b*tch that's telling and kissing
b*tch all on my phone she like, boo, do you miss me
She keep on tweeting, keep saying I don′t want her
But calling my phone off a unknown number
Get in that room and we f*cking for hours
Pull up on her and I'm giving her flowers
My mind f*cked up, I keep popping these percs
On a date with my b*tch, she had stick in her purse

Late night, hard time up in the buildings
I had a Eli b*tch up in wilson
b*tch tried to throw me one, f*ck I ain't stupid
2019 had a opp b*tch in coolidge

If the b*tch look good, trust me, I′m tricking
Money ain′t nothin', I′m investing her business
I'm playing my part and I′m doing it right
I'm calling her phone, baby gone on a flight

Man, n*ggas be cappin
Man, n*ggas be scared
If the b*tch face pretty, ima f*ck her in missionary
I′m hitting it good, she keep saying my name

The b*tch head torch, so I knew she had game
I can't even fake it, I ain't pulling no stunts
Shawty you pretty, I can′t even front
Pull back in the hood in a all black Mercedes

The b*tch too pretty, so I might have her baby
Ain′t fakin' it boo, I ain′t selling no drink
It's her or my cup, so I′m picking the lean
n*ggas be cappin', keep saying they know me
I′ve been the one man, pass me the trophy
Been standing on sh*t, man give me a throne
Man long live your man, he did not make it home
Hol, hol, hol, my phone start ringing, I'm getting a call

This b*tch keep calling, she throwing me off
Hello
Boosie why you not answering the phone
I'm busy

I f*cking miss you
Cappin′ ass
Matter of fact, I miss us
Answer now, before I come over there

Hol, this my peoples, they calling
Boosie why you not picking up the phone
What you with a b*tch right now
Nah, nah

I′m not about to keep calling you
You ever been outside with your man all night
I was outside hugging the block
Young n*gga came a long way
He was totin' the taurus
My youngin′ just jacked him a Glock
sh*t hit the fan when we started to struggle
Do the sh*t yea cause I'm missing my brother
You ever seen a young n*gga run up a hundred and
Take care of his family and watch for his brother

I hate me a b*tch that′s telling and kissing
b*tch all on my phone she like boo do you miss me
She keep on tweeting, keep saying I don't want her
But calling my phone off a unknown number

Get in that room and we f*cking for hours
Pull up on her and I′m giving her flowers
My mind f*cked up, I keep popping these percs
On a date with my b*tch, she had stick in her purse
On a date with my b*tch, she had a stick on her purse
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