Calboy – Motorola Lyrics
Calboy Motorola Lyrics
Told my bit*h she gotta love me, she gotta f**k me like she mean it, hey, hey
Put my right hand up in public cause I got my left on my nina
Came a long way from robbing and stealing and [?]
Thats the sound of rugers, we was clapping all this heat (Yeah, yeah)
Put a four in a two liter, thats what we be calling lean
And I need like twenty five, if you want a verse from me
I came from the [?] Flew out to cali, might catch me on Melrose (Melrose)
Got a broken heart, you probably couldn’t tell though (Tell though)
Till I speak about the sh!t that I do [?] Cut a check for rapping, now I’m tryna flip a elbow
When I pop outside, I got that strap on me, no velcro
Made some bad decisions so I bet you hope I fail hoe
Its a lot of sh!t I witnessed, swear to god I never tell though
You be talking that talk, my broadie shoot his face for rent
Ay [?] block, send some shots, pray he never-miss
Pray they gon free [?] out the cell, cause he innocent
Got the footage when my homie died, felt like I witnessed it
300 flip, I’m tryna get a grip
Did 100 in that hellcat, I ain’t crash the whip
Ay, twelve had me, then I’m blasting, I ain’t stashing sh!t
Ay, all my life boy, I been trapping, stacking chips
Told my bit-h she gotta love me, she gotta f–k me like she mean it, hey, hey
Put my right hand up in public cause I got my left on my nina
Came a long way from robbing and stealing and [?]
[Chorus] Thats the Motorola, we was trapping in the streets (Yeah)
Thats the sound of rugers, we was clapping all this heat (Yeah, yeah)
Put a four in a two liter, thats what we be calling lean
And I need like twenty five, if you want a verse from me
I came from the [?] Flew out to cali, might catch me on Melrose (Melrose)
Got a broken heart, you probably couldn’t tell though (Tell though)
Till I speak about the sh!t that I do [?] Cut a check for rapping, now I’m tryna flip a elbow