[Intro]

Hey, sorry I missed your call. Leave a message, after the beep

[Chorus]

Every time I try your phone

All I'm gettin' is the dial tone

So baby, pick up

Every time that I am home

I do not like to lie alone

So baby, pick up

I''m about to drive you home, but maybe you can ride alone

So baby, pick up

I could get a private room

And we could spend the night alone

So baby, pick up

[Verse I]

Hol' up

Baby, you's a grown up

I been tryna get a hold of you so pick the phone up

We could get a bottle

Maybe hit the liquor store up

And we gon' get it poppin' until they cannot ignore us, now

I don't even gotta tell you

You a goddess

Even in the coldest weather, girl you know that you the hottest

And in the hottest weather, girl you know that you the coldest

And I know that shit is corny, but I just want you to notice, 'cause

[Pre-Chorus]

I ain't hanging with your lame asses

I might get some Cartier glasses (That's right)

Get the rock and now I can't pass it (God damn)

Shorty givin' me some brain classes

Different style, not a chain saggin'

I ain't coming with no plain outfit

I be fly like a Boeing jet, that's why shorty goin' down on me like the plane crashin'

[Chorus]

Every time I try your phone

All I'm gettin' is the dial tone

So baby, pick up

Every time that I am home

I do not like to lie alone

So baby, pick up

I''m about to drive you home, but maybe you can ride alone

So baby, pick up

I could get a private room

And we could spend the night alone

So baby, pick up

[Verse II]

Tommy Hilfiger jacket on 'cause I feel amazin'

Listenin' to classical music for entertainment

Sippin' Hennessy and Sprite with Evan and Jay-O [?]

Hunter rollin' up a spliff at the end of the table

And I know that we gon' make it, I'm willing to enable

All the money, power, fame, you know what I came for

And I keep my spirits high, still tryin' to stay low

All this water drippin' on me, I need me a raincoat

You ain't pickin' up, it's driving me crazy

Not a youngin boys and got me feeling like swayze [?]

New York state of mind, got me feelin' like Jay-Z

Just to sum it up, man I'm feelin' amazing

I thought we were gonna be the perfect pair

Now you tryna hit me up and shorty, I don't care (I don't care)

And if you see me out in public, then you might just stare (You might just stare)

You was cloudin' up that vision but I block that glare (Aw yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]

I ain't hanging with your lame asses

I might get some Cartier glasses (That's right)

Get the rock and now I can't pass it (God damn)

Shorty givin' me some brain classes

Different style, not a chain saggin'

I ain't coming with no plain outfit

I be fly like a Boeing jet, that's why shorty goin' down on me like the plane crashin'

[Chorus + Outro]

Every time I try your phone

All I'm gettin' is the dial tone

So baby, pick up

Every time that I am home

I do not like to lie alone

So baby, pick up

I''m about to drive you home, but maybe you can ride alone

So baby, pick up

I could get a private room

And we could spend the night alone

So baby, pick up