Lyrics Don’t Call Back (feat. DJ Chose) - Lil' Keke

We vibin'
DJ Chose Don Ke
At the legend hotel
Ay J Dub imma go hard for you on this one
I can't pick up and you know why It's B-A-E-D, she on my side
So keep that shit in line
(Told you what it was, and I went for it)
Yeah, I fuck with you when I get some time
Chillin' with my broad and you already know
So if you wanna reach me, hit me on the down low
If I don't call back, don't put on a show
When I pass by your house and blow
Instead of knocking on your door
Chillin' with my broad and you already know
So if you wanna reach me, hit me on the down low
If I don't call back, don't put on a show
When I pass by your house and blow
Instead of knocking on your door
Chillin' with my broad, fresh out the yard
The weather beamin', she hard, a blessing from God
I must be dreamin' divine, still in a prime
I'm killin' time, so I might be outta time
And if you tryna hit my line, slow it down
You runnin' with me, let's keep it p
If I'm comin', then I'm comin' for free, I'm Don Ke
Gettin' in on my last run, unto the bag done
Fuckin' with a bad one, niggas never had none
Pressure, when it's time to play, I let her stay
So I might not call back today
By the way, a player ain't knockin', I blow the horn
When I pass by, definitely not the last guy
Chillin' when she ask why
I can't pick up, and you know why It's B-A-E-D, she on my side
So keep that shit in line
(Told you what it was, and I went for it)
I'm fuck with you when I get some time
Chillin' with my broad, and you already know
So if you wanna reach me, hit me on the down low
If I don't call back, don't put on a show
When I pass by your house and blow
Instead of knocking on your door
Chillin' with my broad, and you already know
So if you wanna reach me, hit me on the down low
If I don't call back, don't put on a show
When I pass by your house and blow
Instead of knocking on your door
Phone on DND, we jammin' P&D
Ain't no club for the clutter like we rubbin' feet
I asked her what she wanna eat, she said Ocean Prime
She order crab legs, so I know that pussy mine
On some freak shit, I'm a boss, we don't split no bills
Phone ain't got no service while I'm at home, I stay in the hills
I ran up a 50, I'm a 50, I deserve to chill
Fade my line tomorrow, cause I'll be with it
Expensive shit
We got candles lit, on the poolside
Spend some shit, if she pull up on me, hope her tubes tied
She gon' wanna pop up, and I ain't doin' no pop-ups
Today I'm with my broad
I can't pick up, and you know why
It's B-A-E-D, she on my side
So keep that shit in line
(Told you what it was, and I went for it)
I fuck with you when I get some time
Chillin' with my broad, and you already know
So if you wanna reach me, hit me on the down low
If I don't call back, don't put on a show
When I pass by your house and blow
Instead of knocking yo door, chillin' with my broad
And you already know
So if you wanna reach me, hit me on the down low
If I don't call back, don't put on a show
When I pass by your house and blow
Instead of knocking on yo door
Chillin' with my broad, and you already know
And if you wanna reach me, hit me on the down low
If I don't call back, don't put on a show
When I pass by your house and blow
Instead of knocking on yo door