better get goin' for the big clone Leave our shit blown Coming at us with a C gun, gotta get calm Then I pick up on the jet phone So I could see if
their voices down Such were the grounds for divorce i know On the radio And the bouncing bodies' drone Found eighteen reasons I can't pick up on the phone
chance of making life? Pick up the panic stations And I can only sympathize With your hesitations You can dance the night away You can force yourself to stay When you're easing on the brakes
answerin Umm, I be always hustlin, so that's the reason that I'm gone So maybe you will understand, why I can't pick up the phone (Leave a message) [
(feat. Masta Ace) [phone rings] [Verse 1] What up son? I just called up to put you on Out in New York the same shit is going on Cops stil bustin' there
it's true, you can be my boo Tears to let out or you All i wanna do is keep in line wit you Doin everything if it's fine with you Lemme pick you up at
Verse 1:] Turn the corner, hit the brakes Did a doubletake, I thought I saw your face But it can't be you You said you're out of town Pick up the phone
freakin Pick up the phone, call my niggaz, "Yo whattup dude? Need me a bitch man, to put me in the fuckin mood Check this here - I'll pick you up around
on ya And when I see yo picture on my cell phone U think I'm 'bout to miss that call Baby hell no I gotta pick it up I gotta see what's up I gotta see
made your sculpture Nothing between us but oxygen HOLD UP I just took that come get closer Open my cell phone up and drop it Hoping u pick it up just
Keeping their voices down Such were the grounds for divorce i know On the radio And the bouncing bodies' drone Found eighteen reasons I can't pick up on the phone