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Don't Pick up the Phone Video (MV)




Performed By: KiD Swoop
Length: 3:47
Written by: Kenneth III Jackson




KiD Swoop - Don't Pick up the Phone Lyrics




Baby don't pick up the phone (aye)
Don't even send him a text
I know he know you wit me
That nigga ain't even a threat (aye)
He know that you onna date
Keep texting you screaming out bae
Don't get no reply so he tripping
You got him all in his feelings
Baby don't pick up the phone (aye)
Don't even send him a text
I know he know you wit me
That nigga ain't even a threat (aye)
He know that you onna date
Keep texting you screaming out bae
Don't get no reply so he tripping
You got him all in his feelings


Shawty in love wit the ballin
So she in love wit a playa
She cannot keep getting hurt
So she fell in love wit a stranger
She been divorced so many times
That she fell in love wit the papers
No need to worry about it
Cause you know I got it my baby
We gonna thumb through a check
We gonna flex onna ex
When niggas and bitches see us out in public
You know they breaking they necks
Don't even pick up the phone (aye)
Don't even send him a text
He only blowing you up
Cause he see you onto the next
The way that we kick it
You know it's amazing
We can turn up and do that on the daily
They just keep asking me
Do I be f*cking witchu
And I just say that is my baby
What we be doing ain't none of they business
We like to flex and like showing our fitness
He like to call her up talking his shit
She like to get him all deep in his feelings


Baby don't pick up the phone (aye)
Don't even send him a text
I know he know you wit me
That nigga ain't even a threat (aye)
He know that you onna date
Keep texting you screaming out bae
Don't get no reply so he tripping
You got him all in his feelings


F*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up
When I get up in it I f*ck it up
I know that she like when I f*ck it up
She tell me keep going I f*ck it up
I lean in the pussy like double cups
And she know what's popping
Shawty gone ride for me
No matter the problem
Shawty don't trip onna nigga
She know that I got it
She know I got options
Give it up like adoption
Shawty be selling that pussy
Don't go to the auction
Cause she be for everybody
But these niggas don't listen
I tell em be cautious
But she den got hurt too many times
That made her turn savage
One minute she love
Next minute she hate
So she cannot equal the balance
I take her on dates
Cause that's what she need
But niggas text her like it's Dallas
And shawty so real
But niggas be f*cking that up
So she getting the plastic


Baby don't pick up the phone (aye)
Don't even send him a text
I know he know you wit me
That nigga ain't even a threat (aye)
He know that you onna date
Keep texting you screaming out bae
Don't get no reply so he tripping
You got him all in his feelings
Baby don't pick up the phone (aye)
Don't even send him a text
I know he know you wit me
That nigga ain't even a threat (aye)
He know that you onna date
Keep texting you screaming out bae
Don't get no reply so he tripping
You got him all in his feelings
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Baby don't pick up the phone (aye)
Don't even send him a text
I know he know you wit me
That nigga ain't even a threat (aye)
He know that you onna date
Keep texting you screaming out bae
Don't get no reply so he tripping
You got him all in his feelings
Baby don't pick up the phone (aye)
Don't even send him a text
I know he know you wit me
That nigga ain't even a threat (aye)
He know that you onna date
Keep texting you screaming out bae
Don't get no reply so he tripping
You got him all in his feelings


Shawty in love wit the ballin
So she in love wit a playa
She cannot keep getting hurt
So she fell in love wit a stranger
She been divorced so many times
That she fell in love wit the papers
No need to worry about it
Cause you know I got it my baby
We gonna thumb through a check
We gonna flex onna ex
When niggas and bitches see us out in public
You know they breaking they necks
Don't even pick up the phone (aye)
Don't even send him a text
He only blowing you up
Cause he see you onto the next
The way that we kick it
You know it's amazing
We can turn up and do that on the daily
They just keep asking me
Do I be f*cking witchu
And I just say that is my baby
What we be doing ain't none of they business
We like to flex and like showing our fitness
He like to call her up talking his shit
She like to get him all deep in his feelings


Baby don't pick up the phone (aye)
Don't even send him a text
I know he know you wit me
That nigga ain't even a threat (aye)
He know that you onna date
Keep texting you screaming out bae
Don't get no reply so he tripping
You got him all in his feelings


F*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up
When I get up in it I f*ck it up
I know that she like when I f*ck it up
She tell me keep going I f*ck it up
I lean in the pussy like double cups
And she know what's popping
Shawty gone ride for me
No matter the problem
Shawty don't trip onna nigga
She know that I got it
She know I got options
Give it up like adoption
Shawty be selling that pussy
Don't go to the auction
Cause she be for everybody
But these niggas don't listen
I tell em be cautious
But she den got hurt too many times
That made her turn savage
One minute she love
Next minute she hate
So she cannot equal the balance
I take her on dates
Cause that's what she need
But niggas text her like it's Dallas
And shawty so real
But niggas be f*cking that up
So she getting the plastic


Baby don't pick up the phone (aye)
Don't even send him a text
I know he know you wit me
That nigga ain't even a threat (aye)
He know that you onna date
Keep texting you screaming out bae
Don't get no reply so he tripping
You got him all in his feelings
Baby don't pick up the phone (aye)
Don't even send him a text
I know he know you wit me
That nigga ain't even a threat (aye)
He know that you onna date
Keep texting you screaming out bae
Don't get no reply so he tripping
You got him all in his feelings
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Writer: Kenneth III Jackson
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