Voicemail, Voicemail
Why you complaining that, that boy tell
Boy tell
I hit yo line it go to Voicemail
Voicemail
You running game just like you Odell, you know well
Then I hit you with that oh well, don't tell
On the low low thru the Voicemail
Voicemail
Ain't got no time for all that show tell
Show tell
Just send that ass straight to my Voicemail
Voicemail
You on the low low with yo female friends
I could say a couple things, but I'd rather go forget
Who was next
You hit my line, ignore the text
Dial tone, just ring forever, so you better call collect
I get the check she make it bounce
Like we was friends this just amounts
To all the ends
I'd love to count the time I spent
This benefits just how we live
Cause like a shovel, you digging my style see
Top me off, like you knowing the style free
Give her D Block, cause it's down the street
Then I'm going ghost, like I'm Styles P
I got no time cause it's precious
Insecure over these texts
But ya current mans, in a current jam, on the weekend he's an X ish
Oh
You tell me it's moving slow
Baby girl you need to move it mo
How you expect to be in control
When I'm the one holding the remote
Volume down, it's loud bitch
Wonder how shit gets around quick
These ships sinking, imma drown in
But you busy just moving yo mouth quick
Now I would never wish you ill will
It started w copping a feel still
Now you calling me, like it's still trill
But ya ass need to go take a chill pill
Voicemail, Voicemail
Why you complaining that, that boy tell
Boy tell
I hit yo line it go to Voicemail
Voicemail
You running game just like you Odell, you know well
Then I hit you with that oh well, don't tell
On the low low thru the Voicemail
Voicemail
Ain't got no time for all that show tell
Show tell
Just send that ass straight to my Voicemail
Voicemail
Voice mail, voice mail
I hit your line it go to voicemail, oh well
I weigh my options up on both scales, both scales
My efforts heavy like strong whale, and yours frail
Why you never hit my phone
Why you never wanna pick up, link up with me every time I'm in your zone
Say you always busy, something looking fishy, I think you might need a clone
One that's not too busy, just to kick it with me, maybe spend some time alone
You've been missing for too long
Look
I need one to ride for me, I need one to lie for me
I need one to say she don't smoke but get high for me
Someone to make time for me
Yeah, yeah
Someone for me when I need her
How she act is how I treat her
Tell her park it like a meter
Shawty make me wanna seed her
She tell me she love me, she on me but I don't believe her
Just leave her the
Voicemail, Voicemail
Why you complaining that, that boy tell
Boy tell
I hit yo line it go to Voicemail
Voicemail
You running game just like you Odell, you know well
Then I hit you with that oh well, don't tell
On the low low thru the Voicemail
Voicemail
Ain't got no time for all that show tell
Show tell
Just send that ass straight to my Voicemail
Voicemail
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Voicemail, Voicemail
Why you complaining that, that boy tell
Boy tell
I hit yo line it go to Voicemail
Voicemail
You running game just like you Odell, you know well
Then I hit you with that oh well, don't tell
On the low low thru the Voicemail
Voicemail
Ain't got no time for all that show tell
Show tell
Just send that ass straight to my Voicemail
Voicemail
You on the low low with yo female friends
I could say a couple things, but I'd rather go forget
Who was next
You hit my line, ignore the text
Dial tone, just ring forever, so you better call collect
I get the check she make it bounce
Like we was friends this just amounts
To all the ends
I'd love to count the time I spent
This benefits just how we live
Cause like a shovel, you digging my style see
Top me off, like you knowing the style free
Give her D Block, cause it's down the street
Then I'm going ghost, like I'm Styles P
I got no time cause it's precious
Insecure over these texts
But ya current mans, in a current jam, on the weekend he's an X ish
Oh
You tell me it's moving slow
Baby girl you need to move it mo
How you expect to be in control
When I'm the one holding the remote
Volume down, it's loud bitch
Wonder how shit gets around quick
These ships sinking, imma drown in
But you busy just moving yo mouth quick
Now I would never wish you ill will
It started w copping a feel still
Now you calling me, like it's still trill
But ya ass need to go take a chill pill
Voicemail, Voicemail
Why you complaining that, that boy tell
Boy tell
I hit yo line it go to Voicemail
Voicemail
You running game just like you Odell, you know well
Then I hit you with that oh well, don't tell
On the low low thru the Voicemail
Voicemail
Ain't got no time for all that show tell
Show tell
Just send that ass straight to my Voicemail
Voicemail
Voice mail, voice mail
I hit your line it go to voicemail, oh well
I weigh my options up on both scales, both scales
My efforts heavy like strong whale, and yours frail
Why you never hit my phone
Why you never wanna pick up, link up with me every time I'm in your zone
Say you always busy, something looking fishy, I think you might need a clone
One that's not too busy, just to kick it with me, maybe spend some time alone
You've been missing for too long
Look
I need one to ride for me, I need one to lie for me
I need one to say she don't smoke but get high for me
Someone to make time for me
Yeah, yeah
Someone for me when I need her
How she act is how I treat her
Tell her park it like a meter
Shawty make me wanna seed her
She tell me she love me, she on me but I don't believe her
Just leave her the
Voicemail, Voicemail
Why you complaining that, that boy tell
Boy tell
I hit yo line it go to Voicemail
Voicemail
You running game just like you Odell, you know well
Then I hit you with that oh well, don't tell
On the low low thru the Voicemail
Voicemail
Ain't got no time for all that show tell
Show tell
Just send that ass straight to my Voicemail
Voicemail
Why you complaining that, that boy tell
Boy tell
I hit yo line it go to Voicemail
Voicemail
You running game just like you Odell, you know well
Then I hit you with that oh well, don't tell
On the low low thru the Voicemail
Voicemail
Ain't got no time for all that show tell
Show tell
Just send that ass straight to my Voicemail
Voicemail
You on the low low with yo female friends
I could say a couple things, but I'd rather go forget
Who was next
You hit my line, ignore the text
Dial tone, just ring forever, so you better call collect
I get the check she make it bounce
Like we was friends this just amounts
To all the ends
I'd love to count the time I spent
This benefits just how we live
Cause like a shovel, you digging my style see
Top me off, like you knowing the style free
Give her D Block, cause it's down the street
Then I'm going ghost, like I'm Styles P
I got no time cause it's precious
Insecure over these texts
But ya current mans, in a current jam, on the weekend he's an X ish
Oh
You tell me it's moving slow
Baby girl you need to move it mo
How you expect to be in control
When I'm the one holding the remote
Volume down, it's loud bitch
Wonder how shit gets around quick
These ships sinking, imma drown in
But you busy just moving yo mouth quick
Now I would never wish you ill will
It started w copping a feel still
Now you calling me, like it's still trill
But ya ass need to go take a chill pill
Voicemail, Voicemail
Why you complaining that, that boy tell
Boy tell
I hit yo line it go to Voicemail
Voicemail
You running game just like you Odell, you know well
Then I hit you with that oh well, don't tell
On the low low thru the Voicemail
Voicemail
Ain't got no time for all that show tell
Show tell
Just send that ass straight to my Voicemail
Voicemail
Voice mail, voice mail
I hit your line it go to voicemail, oh well
I weigh my options up on both scales, both scales
My efforts heavy like strong whale, and yours frail
Why you never hit my phone
Why you never wanna pick up, link up with me every time I'm in your zone
Say you always busy, something looking fishy, I think you might need a clone
One that's not too busy, just to kick it with me, maybe spend some time alone
You've been missing for too long
Look
I need one to ride for me, I need one to lie for me
I need one to say she don't smoke but get high for me
Someone to make time for me
Yeah, yeah
Someone for me when I need her
How she act is how I treat her
Tell her park it like a meter
Shawty make me wanna seed her
She tell me she love me, she on me but I don't believe her
Just leave her the
Voicemail, Voicemail
Why you complaining that, that boy tell
Boy tell
I hit yo line it go to Voicemail
Voicemail
You running game just like you Odell, you know well
Then I hit you with that oh well, don't tell
On the low low thru the Voicemail
Voicemail
Ain't got no time for all that show tell
Show tell
Just send that ass straight to my Voicemail
Voicemail
Writer: THEODORE LEKAKIS
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave