Tech N9ne - Messages Lyrics

Hey, Tech, it's Whitney
I just wanna see if we're still on for today
Call and let me know
Bye


That's my bad bitch


Hey, baby, it's me, Whitney
I called earlier to confirm our plans for today
Just call me back at the house
666-0666


Yeah


You should get some condoms


You know what, Tech?
You're so incon-fuckin-ciderate
You could've called and said "fuck you"
(yo, hold up, hold up)
Or something
This is the type of shit I'm talkin about


What is that?


Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up


I only have one question
Do you think I could ever make you hate me?


This bitch is trippin


Okay... I tried being nice
And I tried being sweet
Fuck that!
You're probably out with that bitch of yours
You stupid asshole


Can you believe this bitch?


You think I'm stupid, don't you?
If you think I'm mad now
Don't let me see your wife
Walkin down the street


Hold up.


*bitching fades*
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