Missed Call Lyrics

I just missed one of your calls

I didn't mean to I'll call back

I could show you all my love if you let me behind your back

Want designer and that Michael Kors bag I'll spend a rack

I'll do those things for you so just act right or I'll spin back

Couldn't tell if you a rider you want smoke, I'll bring the lighter

Just do what I desire you want smoke I'll be the fire

If you gon' be the rims for this car, I'll be the tire

When I talk, I don't be lying don't be calling me a liar

Take you out the house I'll bring you shopping

Don't tell em' what we do inside this parking lot

Roll my seat back I don't like talking a lot

Roll my seat back I don't like talking a lot

You just got my number don't cap, is you gon' use it?

Could've gave it to mariah I know she gonna abuse it

My girl will start a riot I don't want her to lose it

It's sum' bout how you get mad I like to put you through it

I won't take it too far, don't worry

We argue but get back inside the car man hurry

I take you to mcdonald's just to order a mcflurry

Or we can get some jerk chicken or stew, do you like curry?

I just made the three like my name curry

Don't go behind my back I just might do you dirty

I can never cuff a bitch that's too flirty

She lied and said her wrist cost bout thirty

I know she lying I don't need to see receipts

And ima different nigga when she get between these sheets

I take my socks off and she massaging on my feet

Breakfast in bed when I wake up, I like to eat

You treat her good I could do better

I don't need to spend no bands on some designer and a sweater

If she don't call me, I ain't trippin' cause to me it's like whatever

There's a baddie on my phone that come to me like I'm some cheddar

I just missed one of your calls

I didn't mean to I'll call back

I could show you all my love if you let me behind your back

Want designer and that Michael Kors bag I'll spend a rack

I'll do those things for you so just act right or I'll spin back

Couldn't tell if you a rider you want smoke, I'll bring the lighter

Just do what I desire you want smoke I'll be the fire

If you gon' be the rims for this car, I'll be the tire

When I talk, I don't be lying don't be calling me a liar