Conceited Messages (skit)
Lyrics
All you niggas' calling here for my mommy, stay off her shit, like that daddy?
First unheard message
Now you don't wanna answer the phone? Fucking bitch
That's why I fucked the shit out of you, fucking bitch
All them terror squad niggas is running through you, fucking bitch
And I'm calling the radio station about how I fucked the shit out of you
And I had my dick in your mouth, you bitch
I fucking hate you, you fucking dirty bitch
Wack ass pussy, I ain't calling you no more, never again
Next time I see you, I'm gonna put my dick in your mouth you bitch
Message erased
Yo, call me back yo, I was just playing, yo
Yo, call me yo, just nah mean? I wanna talk to you for a minute? Okay? Alright
Message erased
Hello Remy, you don't know me but I just want you to know that
I'm aware of the fact that you're the bitch that's fucking my man
And um, his phone be ringing over and over again, early in the morning, that be me
He lives with me, he loves me, I'm not going no where
We have thirty-three kids together, you know what I'm saying?
I like your music too, he's just a little starstruck right now
So, if you're a real bitch like you say you are, then you'd fall back
And tell him when he get home, I'm fucking him up
Message erased
Yo Rem', it's me
Whoever you with, ditch that nigga
I'm with two niggas' right now and they ready to do everything, son
Everything
Yo, one nigga talking about, there's something about Remy, check this out
When you get this message, bring the Dutches with you when you come
And son, this time, do not forget the camcorder
Writer(s): Remy Smith
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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