Anybody Killa, Esham, Insane Clown Posse - Bitch Quit Callin lyrics

[Anybody Killa, Esham, Insane Clown Posse - Bitch Quit Callin lyrics]

The number you have reached is not
In service at this time what the fuck?
And there is no new number
Please be sure you have
Checked the telephone directory
For the right number before dialing correctly
Oh hell no

I'll take a phone book and
Beat you in the face
1-800 get your jaw replaced (Bitch)
I'm not answerin', stop dialin' my digit's
Actin' like you had a chance with it
Aftеr I slip my dick in
You gotta start trippin'
You won't leave my fuckin' phone alonе
You and your bitches
I'm 'bout to send some anthrax
Get my baby's mamas back
Stupid ho, quit callin', you owe me phone tax
Quit callin' me, bitch, you appalling me
I dissed you hard as can be
You still all up on me
You don't know a rap star, you met one, bitch
Got your pussy and mouth
Fucked on and ditched
Bitch bitch bitch bitch is all you heard
When I picked up the phone
So quick so fast to the dome
If you would like to make a call
Please hang up and try again

Bitch, quit callin'
(Come on) hang up the phone (Nobody home)
You need to leave real rydas alone
(Leave me alone)
Don't call us (No) we'll call you (Bitch)
Don't get at me, never mind, we cool

At the club I come
Swingin' off the chandelier, the man is here
I'm like Stone Cold
People throw me cans of beer
And bitches wanna party with me again
Need to forget me though
'Cause bitch, you can't get with me no more
I'm sorry that you're only seventeen
Your bad, Daddy mad
You're his little prom queen (Hey)
But thick stab from the back, nut rag
Rub you clean you still wanna put it down?
Tell 'em stop callin' me
Uh, stop callin', you gettin' on my nerves
Take me to the old days, send a messenger
So I can just shut him up
'Cause every time bad news is brought to me
I just wanna cut him up
Yeah, yeah, bitch, stop callin' me, lyin'
Yeah, yeah, ho, stop callin' me, cryin'
Yeah, yeah, bitch, stop callin' me, tryin'
Matter of fact, call him up
I heard Hugh Hefner's hirin'

Bitch, quit callin', hang up the phone
(Nobody home)
You need to leave real rydas alone
(Leave me alone)
Don't call us (No) we'll call you (Bitch)
Don't get at me, never mind, we cool

Been no sound since five o' clock
Five thirty already
Wanna see some panties drop
Now it's quarter to, Nokia, ring!
Hit the red shut up button, bitch
Stop callin' me
Bitch, you got the nerve to call me collect
I need to slap you in the mouth with a bat
You only gave me head, the baby ain't mine
So quit callin' me, please
You're tyin' up my only line
Please leave a message, but
Only if it's cool, like
"I got the weed and the brew
Come on through!"
Instead I hear shit like I missed out
Because of eight drunk asses
I've forgotten about
Bitch, I ain't even gonne fuck you
You can't even blow me matter of fact
You gotta throw me like you know me
My homies wanna cut somethin' like shinobi
You made five thousand a day, bitch
You owe me

Bitch, quit callin', hang up the phone
(Nobody home)
You need to leave real rydas alone
(Leave me alone)
Don't call us (No) we'll call you (Bitch)
Don't get at me, never mind, we cool

We're sorry
Your call cannot be completed at dial
Please check the number and dial again
Or call your operator to help you
Leave me alone leave me alone, bitch
Leave me alone leave me alone, bitch

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