Song Info: Texting My Phone Hey Pookie Lyrics. The song’s name is Pink Lemonade (Str8 Reload) which is sung by LeoStayTrill & Mr Reload It.
Texting My Phone Hey Pookie Lyrics
[Intro]
(Xeretto, fuck you doin’ man?)
[Verse 1]
Firm no Ls, I’m takin’ dubs, come like Jonathan Shalit, huh
You look good natural, fuck all that makeup, baby, close that palette
Slide ’round here, I’m all in her ear, “Bae, lemme work my magic”
Yo, the same lil’ boys that’s claiming they’re rich, they walk in the shop and don’t cause no damage
Adi done hit me, say I don’t miss, come like all of my shots on target
We’re in no contact ’cause I been workin’, her and her friends keep sayin’ I’m heartless
Told her, “Bae I’m an artist”, I walk in and my pockets the largest
And she saw that I roll with a clique full of members, shocked her, she yellin’ out “Rahted”
Girl try say that I’m so conceited, full of myself, what, you think I don’t know that?
Do my lil’ dance with a grill in my mouth, grinnin’ my teeth like I’m doin’ up Kodak
Met a few snakes and I really can’t go back (No way), all day I don’t sleep, take no naps
Shorty, come try spinnin’ the block, fuck all the memories, this ain’t a throwback
[Chorus]
Income multiple ways and my bro sip pink lemonade (Ah yeah)
The bad B callin’ me “baby”, callin’ me “my man”, said I got multiple names (Ah yeah)
The Merc’ keep swervin’, multiple lanes (Skrrt), I make coin on multiple days
Don’t chase, but I might do more for the cake, babe, if you’re on what I’m on, set pace
[Verse 2]
This yardie’s tellin’ me, “Dance”, shit, I should’ve just flung my shoulder
079 me, hand it over, whole team ballers, Guardiola (Ah yeah, ah yeah)
Chain too cold, could’ve caught pneumonia, put it on when I link Adeola
See me, I don’t tolerate snakes, don’t tolerate fakes so I cut the cobras (Brr)
Why the girl move booky? Textin’ my phone, “Hey, pookie” (What?)
Ha-ha-ha-ha, hear dookie, ain’t heard of your ex, like, who’s he? (Ah yeah, ah yeah)
Post my flicks on the net, no movie, two-man step on the brown in two-piece
Slide on the baddie like Toosie, still cut ’em off like a fade, no Boosie, bitch
[Chorus]
Income multiple ways and my bro sip pink lemonade
The bad B callin’ me “baby”, callin’ me “my man”, said I got multiple names
The Merc’ keep swervin’, multiple lanes, I make coin on multiple days
Don’t chase, but I might do more for the cake, babe, if you’re on what I’m on, set pace
[Outro]
This yardie’s tellin’ me, “Dance”, shit, I should’ve just flung my shoulder
079 me, hand it over, whole team ballers, Guardio—, Guardio—
Chain too cold, could’ve caught pneumo—, caught pneumo—, put it on when I link Ad-Ad—, when I—
See me, I—, see me, I don’t tolerate snakes, don’t tolerate fakes so I cut the cobras
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