Hittin’ Me Up Lyrics

You made me leave and Im gone
Now you hittin me up
You turning up on my phone
Now you hittin me up
Want me to leave you alone
Now you hittin me up
Im makin moves on my own
Stop hittin, me, up
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You dont like it when I talk facts
You be digging how I move like a bobcat
Put the work on you, doin all that
Girl Ima change yo tone like the call bad
You know that Im on it
Pull at your crib with the chronic
Finna knock that down in the morning
Finna work you out till you moaning

You made me leave and Im gone
Now you hittin me up
You turning up on my phone
Now you hittin me up
Want me to leave you alone
Now you hittin me up
Im makin moves on my own
Stop hittin, me, up

Hold up wait a minute
I thought everything was cool
Hit me on the phone
Now you wanna act a fool
Talking bout a bitch
That I never even knew
Going thru my phone
What the fuck got into you
Now you wanna buck
Now you wanna pipe up
Then you wanna fuck
Then you wanna wife up
I ain't got the time
Better get the hell on
Get ya homegirl
Someone else to tell on

You made me leave and Im gone
Now you hittin me up
You turning up on my phone
Now you hittin me up
Want me to leave you alone
Now you hittin me up
Im making moves on my own
Stop hittin, me, up

One o clock in the morning
You ain't hittin me up
Two o clock in the morning
Side thing hittin me up
Three o clock in the morning
Bombay gettin me up
Four clock in the morning
Backwood pickin me up
One o clock in the morning
You ain't hittin me up
Two o clock in the morning
Side thing hittin me up
Three o clock in the morning
Bombay gettin me up
Four clock in the morning
Backwood pickin me up

You made me leave & Im gone
Now you hittin me up
You turnin up on my phone
Now you hittin me up
Want me to leave you alone
Now you hittin me up
Im makin moves on my own
Stop hittin, me, up