Hit My Line. Lyrics

Yeah

Ooh

This boutta be a banger

KMoney

Aight, aight, aight check me, check me

Hit my line, hit, hit

Hit my line baby

You only callin' when the other chick is busy

Hit my line, hit, hit

Hit my line baby

You only callin' cause she probably out the city

I don't want you to call me

When you feel a lil' lonely

Or when you up late at three

Needing me

Wanting me

I don't want none to do with you

You ran me over like some tennis shoes

And even with all I did for you

Still think it's cute?

Cause now I'm through

You might as well

Turn off your phone

Don't hit my cell

Number unknown

Go call Janelle

Your cover's blown

Go head and tell

Everyone about it

Go tell everyone about it

How you'll use 'em get what you want then go flaunt it

Cause you'll chat it up

Then go run 'em up

Say they all you want

Buh don't show no love

I been through it all

Yeah I took the fall

So they don't have to deal with all your trouble calls

Hit my line, hit, hit

Hit my line baby

You only callin' when the other chick is busy

Hit my line, hit, hit

Hit my line baby

You only callin' cause she probably out the city

You cut outta my way

I don't care 'bout your day

You was out with her anyway

No need to try and explain

You on a different type time

But not on my line

Cause runnin' up the wrong thing

Should be runnin' up your money

Tired of dealing with your lame games

Meeting you was a mistake

You never wanted a real thing

Real thing

Maybe

You was in it for the clout and

Maybe even for the crowd and

You used me to get to the top man

Aren't proud?

Your pockets in a drought

You might as well (You might as well)

Turn off your phone

Don't hit my cell (Don't hit it up, don't hit it up)

Number unknown

Go call Janelle (Go call her)

Your covers blown

Go head and tell

Everyone bout it

Hit my line, hit, hit

Hit my line baby (Hit my line, hit my line)

You only callin' when the other chick is busy (Busy babe)

Hit my line, hit, hit

Hit my line baby

You only callin' cause she probably out the city (She probably out)

You cut outta my way

I don't care 'bout your day (I don't care 'bout it)

You was out with her anyway (Anyway yeah, yeah, yeah)

No need to try and explain

You on a different type time

But not on my line

Cause runnin' up the wrong thing

Should be runnin' up your money

Your money (Yeah)

Get your money up, not your funny up

Ah, uh

Yeah

Hit my line

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