Published July 21, 2023, 3:45 p.m. by Naomi Charles
Lyrics:
Momma
She's into pop culture
She's got good humor
I told her "Hi
"I think you're so fly"
Oh, I
Wanted to ask her
Ask for her number
But then I died
I couldn't even try
Yeah, you got me calling
But all I heard was you cannot be reached
I can't believe I'm falling
I think I'm lost
She's got
My heart on a platter
Wait for it to shatter
And then I'll die
I'd actually die
And then I died
I finally died
Girl, you got me calling
But all I heard was you cannot be reached
I can't believe I'm falling
I think I'm lost
In paradise
Don't think they work
These cell sites
There's nothing for me to find here
But the blade that made me bleed
The pain you gave me is all I need
Don't want you to disappear
There's nothing for me to find here
But the blade that made me bleed
The pain you gave me is all I need
I want you
I want you
Girl, you got me calling
But all I heard was you cannot be reached
I can't believe I'm falling
I think I'm lost
In paradise
Don't think they work
These cell sites
I need your help
I'm all alone
Can't find my way
ANSWER THE PHONE
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Thank you "Wednesday." This is for you.
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