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?