paroles de chanson Wonder - LPB Poody
This
is
a
pre-paid
collect
call
from
(Chad)
an
inmate
at
Seminole
county
jail
I
got
some
shit
I
wanna
say
so
just
listen
Erase
that
shit
that
I
got,
I'm
gonna
do
some
real
shit
Nah,
nah
you
can
keep
that
I'm
saying?
How
I
told
you
how
I
feel
I'm
finna
take
this
shit
here
too
the
booth
I
got
so
much
shit
that
been
sittin'
on
my
mind
Bust
down
a
Cartier
I
threw
some
ice
on
my
time
My
phone
been
blowing
up
they
see
that
I'm
doing
fine
I
ain't
get
a
call
from
you
and
you
so
they
been
bangin'
my
line
I
ain't
got
no
worries,
Stacy,
I
got
a
bag
so
I've
been
splurgin'
Wrapped
a
new
Benz
in
five
percent
this
bitch
had
came
with
curtains
Remember
back
then
I
was
on
my
dick
get
15
for
these
verses
They
doing
it
for
the
hype
and
fame
the
money
my
only
purpose
I
wonder,
I
say
I
wonder
what
he
doin'
I
wonder
who
he
fuckin'
with,
I
wonder
who
he
screwin'
I
wonder
how
he
left
the
trap
and
started
making
music
Keep
on
wonderin'
what
I'm
doin'
you
gon'
forever
gon'
be
clueless
I
wonder
how
he
get
a
verse
from
Ross
I
wonder
how
he
feel
about
his
dead
dawg,
he
took
a
loss
I
wonder
how
he
take
two
to
the
back
but
still
can
walk
I
wonder
how
he
took
so
many
Ls
but
still
a
boss
Man,
them
niggas
played
when
they
shot
me
Ain't
wanna
talk
about
it
but
lately
I've
been
feeling
cocky
Carver
shores
baseball
team
we
swangin'
sticks
just
like
it's
hockey
They
heard
I
got
a
bag
but
that
don't
mean
I
gotta
drop
it
Like
tell
them
boys
to
stop
it
I've
been
down
to
my
lowest
I'm
finna
turn
it
up
a
notch
I'm
scortchin'
hot
One
forever
under
my
Jersey
Chris
Bosh
I
know
the
opps
be
lurking
just
like
my
wrist
they
watch
They
know
where
I
be
at
tell
'em
pull
up
to
the
spot
They
can
go
ahead
and
pull
in
but
they
won't
pull
out
Like
little
sizzlers,
we
be
ready,
the
block
is
hot!
Always
say
they
gon'
bend,
but
I
know,
they
not
Don't
give
a
fuck
if
we
some
kin
'Cause
these
sticks
is
all
I
got
These
sticks
is
all
I
got
Sticks
is
all
I
got
These
sticks
what
I
believe
in
'Cause
the
truth
what
they
spit
out
How
many
sticks
you
got?
Give
me
a
round
about
'Cause
these
sticks
is
all
I
got
These
sticks
is
all
I
got
Sticks
is
all
I
got
These
sticks
what
I
believe
in
'Cause
the
truth
what
they
spit
out
How
many
sticks
you
got?
Give
me
a
round
about
'Cause
these
sticks
is
all
I
got
I
wonder,
I
say
I
wonder
what
he
doin'
I
wonder
who
he
fuckin'
with,
I
wonder
who
he
screwin'
I
wonder
how
he
left
the
trap
and
started
making
music
Keep
on
wonderin'
what
I'm
doin'
you
gon'
forever
gon'
be
clueless
I
wonder
how
he
get
a
verse
from
Ross
I
wonder
how
he
feel
about
his
dead
dawg,
he
took
a
loss
I
wonder
how
he
take
two
to
the
back
but
still
can
walk
I
wonder
how
he
took
so
many
Ls
but
still
a
boss
(Down
to
my
lowest
I'm
finna
turn
it
up
a
notch
I'm
scortchin
hot)
An
inmate
at
Seminole
county
jail
This
call
is
subject
to
monitoring,
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accept
charges
(hold
on
Vic)
to
refuse
charges
press
Thank
you
for
using
you
may
start
the
conversation
now
(bitch
you-)
What's
up
my
nigga?
What's
up
bitch?
You
lucky
I
caught
my
phone
I
was
in
the
damn
booth
recording
some
shit
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