Press One Lyrics - B.g.

Operater: 

Its 6: 56 pm central time, you have a collect call from a louisiana inmate. to 

Accept, press one. 

B.g: 

Greetings hotgirl, what's happening on your end? 

As for me over here, you know, a lil'chillin 

Besides that sweetie, I'm just keepin it real 

Puttin up with these crackers in this hot ass field 

But you know I'm a soulja, nigga try me and I spank 'em 

But fuck, all I said was, 'it feels good to be the baby gangsta' 

Tell momma I asked about her, since she say I don't holla 

And when I touch down, me and her gonna get a bottle 

Shorty, I've been hearing that you been wiling out 

Everyday of the week, tearing the club doors down 

Whats happening with you woty? you throwing that pussy round 

Doing this for the lil time that I'm not around 

Don't get the game twisted, you better not try your luck 

You know I ain't the one, quickly I'll fuck you up. 

Chorus: 

(press one to accept) I'm in a messed up situation 

(press one to accept) I'm in a fucked up location 

(press one to accept) the whole world can relate 

(press one to accept) it's from somebody upstate 

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That one minuet that I had, done turned into a second 

I got a day and a wake up left, and I'll be steppin 

Straight through them iron gates, puttin all this behind me 

Come in the hood on the 'l' and you will find me 

Hoppin out of limos, poppin bottles it's gravy 

I know what it means when I get that phone call from baby 

Lets go to the mercedes, lock and cock something 

A hard top six, or a drop top six, that would be lovely 

My shorty thinks, she has 6 more months to play 

Can't wait to see that dick look up on her face 

Right now I'm with the fellas, I'll go see her lata 

Cause she tries to be a slick ass playa 

But I ain't trippin, it's cool, I gotta respect it 

A s long as she don't get out of line in my presence 

She still my shorty, gone be my hoe 

Can't forget that she was there everyday of my joust 

Chorus: 1 x 

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Now it's about that time, I go fuck up her dome 

Cause she has no idea that this hotboy home 

It ain't been a day, and I'm already on crome 

I'm trying to imagine her face and how long that it's gonna be, 

When I hit the porch, 

And put my soulja ree's through her front door 

When she still thinks that I have 6 more months 

I'm creepin down the block, slowly I pull up 

Jumped out, said what's up 

She laid up there and threw up 

Whats wrong, don't act like you don't miss ya nigga 

She said, I do, I'm shocked, come over here and kiss ya nigga 

I had to come suprise you, because you pissed ya nigga off 

You don't respect me pussy poppin on nobody's walls 

You my main bitch 

My travel with cocaine bitch 

Set a nigga up, you wanted this position, so maintain bitch 

Chorus: 2 x