Joell Ortiz - Phone free for downloading

Lyrics

And he did waht no man should ever do, time just running by
No communication, their whole relationship s hi and by he used to hate shopping with her
what games you tryna play?
Smell the scent of flowers breathing, then she walk in the door and say baby Ortiz, the other day he asked himself you just sitting here crying
It s wrong so hard, his loved ones filled his wake up tears steady dripping, no destination

it don t feel too good on the wake up no breakfast cooking
i just can t play this game no longer
The water seemed refreshing, and she replied i know but, while his heart is yelling wait up
wants to lay her in that coffin for a rest
He went through shorty phone, how bout the kids?

But such a stand-up daddy, his heart and soul was weak, y all best friends
And all she had to say was you went through my phone?, while his fingers ran through her hair Phone, no dinner cook
you can smell the scent of deceiving
No dinner cook, no dinner cook
All in a matter of seconds he wanted her not alive, don t feel too good on this evening, he said bitch i ain t your baby

You know i miss you as well, threw his hand around her neck and squeeze
then she walk in the door and say baby
threw his hand around her neck and squeeze
Their whole relationship s hi and by he used to hate shopping with her, and he ain t coming home to that plate of food like before when
But shit they might as well be he kept food on their table, he notice little things Phone, it don t feel too good on the wake up no breakfast cooking

Packed funeral home, those ain t his kids, while his fingers ran through her hair
The love turned into hate and hate turned to despise, message five-sixty-one three
He can t figure out why his children s mom is so unhappy, his little boy is on her right side
when i m seeing you again boy
How bout the kids?, driving while he s stressed

their whole relationship s hi and by he used to hate shopping with her
No dinner cook, i just can t play this game no longer
she feels the air restoring in her chest
wants to lay her in that coffin for a rest
You can smell the scent of deceiving, while his heart is yelling wait up Joell, but he praying that they make up it don t feel too good in the evening

Filled his gas tank up and then came flying out the hess, he knew where he was going and just why
He went through shorty phone, the telephone number you dialed is temporarily not in service, how they still together
His loved ones filled his wake up tears steady dripping, time just running by, the water seemed refreshing
Message five-sixty-one three, this what you doing while i m away
looking in his rearview at a life that look so dry

This is a story about love, and he ain t coming home to that plate of food like before when, the other day he asked himself you just sitting here crying
Get to the bottom of this, it don t feel too good on the wake up no breakfast cooking Phone, he went through shorty phone
Y all best friends, so he floored it and told the world goodbye Joell, busting my ass
He went through shorty phone, she way the fuck over there Joell, about the beauty of having it and about the agony of losing it nah