B.G., Birdman - Press One lyrics
B.G. [Christopher Noel Dorsey] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[B.G., Birdman - Press One lyrics]
"Today: six fifty-six PM Central Time"
"You have a COLLECT call
From a Louisiana inmate
Press 'one' to accept"
Greetings, hot girl - what's
Happenin' on your end? As for me over here
You know a nigga 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 soldier - nigga try me
I'll spank him but fuck all I said
It feel good to be the Baby Gangsta
Tell Moms I asked about her since
She say I don't holla and when I touch down
Me and her gonna get us a bottle
Shorty, I've been hearin' that
You've been wilin' out everyday of the week
And you tear the club doors down
What's happenin' with you
Wodie? You doin' that cause we bound?
You doin' that cause for this
Lil' town I'm not around?
Don't get the game twisted - girl
Better not try your luck
You know I ain't the one
You know quickly I'll fuck ya up
I'll be home next week - now
I'ma keep it on the low
Nigga think I got six more
Months left on this joce uh huh
That minute that I had had
Done turned into a second
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 VL -
That's where you'll find me
Hoppin' out the limo
Poppin' bottles - it's gravy
I know what it mean when I
Get that phone call from Baby
Let's go to the Mercedes
Lock and cock somethin'
A hard-top six, or a drop six
That'll be lovely
My shorty think she got six
More months to play
Can't wait to see that dick-look on her face
Right now I'm with the fellas
I'll go and see her later
Cause she tried to be a slick playa
But I ain't trippin' - it's cool
Gotta respect me long as she don't get outta
Line in my presence
She still my shorty - gon' be my ho
Can't forget she was there everyday of my
Uh huh
Now it's about that time I
Go fuck up her dome
Cause she have no idea that this hot boy home
It ain't been a day
And I'm already on chrome
I'm tryin' to imagin' 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 think that she can have fun
And run with her girls for six more months
I'm cruisin' down the block slow, I pull up
Jumped out, said
"What's up?" She laid up there and threw up
"What's wrong? Don't act like you
Don't miss your nigga"
She said, "I do - I'm shocked"
"Come here and kiss your nigga
I had to surprise ya because
You piss your nigga off
You don't respect me pussy-poppin'
On nobody wall you my main bitch -
My travel-with-cocaine bitch
Set-a-nigga-up you-want-this-position-then
Maintain bitch"
"Press 'one' " "Press 'one' "
"Press 'one' " - "Press 'one' to accept"
"Press 'one' " "Press 'one' to accept"
"You have a COLLECT call
From a Louisiana inmate
Press 'one' to accept"
Greetings, hot girl - what's
Happenin' on your end? As for me over here
You know a nigga 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 soldier - nigga try me
I'll spank him but fuck all I said
It feel good to be the Baby Gangsta
Tell Moms I asked about her since
She say I don't holla and when I touch down
Me and her gonna get us a bottle
Shorty, I've been hearin' that
You've been wilin' out everyday of the week
And you tear the club doors down
What's happenin' with you
Wodie? You doin' that cause we bound?
You doin' that cause for this
Lil' town I'm not around?
Don't get the game twisted - girl
Better not try your luck
You know I ain't the one
You know quickly I'll fuck ya up
I'll be home next week - now
I'ma keep it on the low
Nigga think I got six more
Months left on this joce uh huh
That minute that I had had
Done turned into a second
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 VL -
That's where you'll find me
Hoppin' out the limo
Poppin' bottles - it's gravy
I know what it mean when I
Get that phone call from Baby
Let's go to the Mercedes
Lock and cock somethin'
A hard-top six, or a drop six
That'll be lovely
My shorty think she got six
More months to play
Can't wait to see that dick-look on her face
Right now I'm with the fellas
I'll go and see her later
Cause she tried to be a slick playa
But I ain't trippin' - it's cool
Gotta respect me long as she don't get outta
Line in my presence
She still my shorty - gon' be my ho
Can't forget she was there everyday of my
Uh huh
Now it's about that time I
Go fuck up her dome
Cause she have no idea that this hot boy home
It ain't been a day
And I'm already on chrome
I'm tryin' to imagin' 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 think that she can have fun
And run with her girls for six more months
I'm cruisin' down the block slow, I pull up
Jumped out, said
"What's up?" She laid up there and threw up
"What's wrong? Don't act like you
Don't miss your nigga"
She said, "I do - I'm shocked"
"Come here and kiss your nigga
I had to surprise ya because
You piss your nigga off
You don't respect me pussy-poppin'
On nobody wall you my main bitch -
My travel-with-cocaine bitch
Set-a-nigga-up you-want-this-position-then
Maintain bitch"
"Press 'one' " "Press 'one' "
"Press 'one' " - "Press 'one' to accept"
"Press 'one' " "Press 'one' to accept"