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PERFORMING ARTISTS
R.O.B
R.O.B
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Lopez
Robert Lopez
Songwriter

Lyrics

What you doing, stop your playing, why you acting crazy
Motorolla hit my celly wont you call me maybe
Looking tunnel vision goggles you cant even see me
Tried to shoot my shot but i aint talking bout no bb
Hit my line
I really wanna waste your time
All the time
Im just tryna make you mine (x2)
Bad energy around me you better stop it
Private jet over seas to the tropics
First class lemme show you to the cockpit
I cant really help it, drippin like a faucet
Unlock it, quick text, put it in your pocket
Cellphone phone, 2% , throw it in the socket
Talkin all night switchin up the topics
Hit me up girl , whats your number, gotta drop it
3 days no reply i dont like that
You and i should be kicken like a hackysack
Ring me up and we straight to the chit chat
Snapchat , fat streak, you gotta snap back
Text back ive been waiting, it dont bother you
3 dots no response turn that bubble blue
Speed dial on the phone and your number 2
Second base, slide thru, im really tryna cuddle boo
What it do
Tie the knot, pair of shoes
Why not?
Saucy call me ragu
New boo
Drop it like a parachute
Always leavin me on red
Got me saying SUWOOP
Hit my line
I really wanna waste your time
All the time
Im just tryna make you mine (x2)
Written by: Robert Lopez
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