Gaea LaBelle
Gaea LaBelle
Gaea LaBelle
Gaea LaBelle
Gaea LaBelle
Gaea LaBelle
Gaea LaBelle & Jus Jon
Gaea LaBelle &
Gaea LaBelle &
Gaea LaBelle
Gaea LaBelle
Gaea LaBelle & Chubbz & Jus Jon
Gaea LaBelle
[Intro:]
Uh, uh
It’s Gaea LaBelle (Gaea LaBelle, go)
They ask me for my phone
Everywhere I go niggas ask me for my phone number (okay)
When I step on the scene niggas ask me for my phone number (yup)
These girls looking green cause ask me for my phone number (okay)
I’m one in a million
(These girls be grillin’ homie, these girls be grillin')
Uh
[Verse 1:]
Mint condition bitches dying ‘cause I’m fresh to death
Take your man off your shoulders when you turn your tèt
Schooled in this game like it’s my pre req
Dumb bitches keep testing I’ma make them sweat
Better yet, I’m a vet
Flyer than a fighter pilot and high as a jet
Walk into the scene niggas break their neck
I don’t talk to lames so homie hold your breath
Born with this shit, no Maybelline
Walk around like the ground’s paved for me
Gratefully, niggas pay to see
This star attraction like I’m make believe
[Hook:]
Everywhere I go, niggas ask me for my phone number
Everywhere I go, niggas ask me for my phone number
These girls be grillin’, homie, these girls be grillin’
(Nigga I’m one in a million)
These girls be grillin’, homie, these girls be grillin’
(Nigga I’m one in a million)
When I step on the scene, niggas ask me for my phone number
These girls looking green ‘cause they ask me for my phone number
These girls be grillin’, homie, these girls be grillin’
(Nigga I’m one in a million)
These girls be grillin’, homie, these girls be grillin’
(Nigga I’m one in a million)
[Verse 2:]
Step on your turf with my purse and my six-inch heels on
Got your boyfriend murked with a smirk
Said he wanna get his meal on
I-I peel off, he’s sitting shot-gun in his own Benz
And when I’m done, drop him off at your house
And go and pick up my friends, I’m just playing
Fuck around, bitch, then I just may
I’m just saying, only fuck with real niggas anyway
You so late, I’m the baddest bitch here up to date
Don’t matter if you got him tied down, I’ll make him contemplate
[Hook:]
For my phone number
Everywhere I go, niggas ask me for my phone number
These girls be grillin’, homie, these girls be grillin’
(Nigga I’m one in a million)
These girls be grillin’, homie, these girls be grillin’
(Nigga I’m one in a million)
When I step on the scene, niggas ask me for my phone number
These girls looking green ‘cause they ask me for my phone number
These girls be grillin’, homie, these girls be grillin’
(Nigga I’m one in a million)
These girls be grillin’, homie, these girls be grillin’
(Nigga I’m one in a million)
Phone Numbers was written by Gaea LaBelle.