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[Intro: A-Kream]
Heavens to Murgatroyd! You've reached the Snagglepuss answering service, of whom I'm; nēther / nīther rain, nor snow, nor dark of night, nor gloomy night, nor knight in shining armor even. To keep me from delivering your message, start talking when you hear me exit

[Verse 1: Koshir]
So I'm taking the day and I'm making my way
I've suggested you faggots keep way from my face
You're too old for this shit, no you can't have the dick
And I ain't got no tongue for some scandalous bitch
Don't you fuck with me, I can see
That you were the problem with the all of this
You just a follower, second grade robbery
What's your malfunction? Sir, this ain't psychology
What is it you do? I could give a fuck less
Your complexion is nasty, stumbling like a crackhead
Too bad for your moms, your pops and your charm
I'm loving you, baby, but we can't get along
This is for them freebasing skanky ass cheese chasing
Hoes who don't know how to speak in life, treating them
As they were queens completed with jeans
Fucked up haircuts, say they will Avril Lavigne

[Hook: A-Kream]
Why you keep stressing me, leaving me messages?
Just cuz you lonely don't mean call my phone
When I do call you back, you don't answer, you creep it
I'm leaving my message right after the tone, hello

[Verse 2: Lil Al]
Many days I be sleeping, many nights I be creeping
Many hugs I be giving, many fights I'm receiving
I'm creeping while you're sleeping, many nights you be thinking
I'm in the bed sleeping when really I'm deep in
Some pussy I could be, I'd rather be drunk
On the streets with these hoes loving my spunk
All day I be running, all night I be coming
In the back do' with the lights low, still snug to your pillow

[Bridge: Koshir]
Hello, I can't go on
I need you to wrap me up in your arms
Give me a call, I'll tell you all
If you ask me, I will lick on your balls

[Hook: A-Kream]
Why you keep stressing me, leaving me messages?
Just cuz you lonely don't mean call my phone
When I do call you back, you don't answer, you creep it
I'm leaving my message right after the tone, hello

[Verse 3: Olin]
Why am I so gone on this girl?
Feeling in life like I'm wrong in this world
And I'm holding my breath but I'm hooked just like meth
With black circles from coking and smoking from stress
I am calling your phone
Testing our love but you ain't even home
At the tone, spit my line just like studio time
But it's free like the pussy except for the crime
What's wrong with me? You telling me lies
What's wrong with me? You look in my eyes
What's wrong with me? You promised to me
What's wrong with me? It wasn't to be