Conceited Messages (Skit) lyrics

All you n*ggas' calling here for my mommy, stay off her sh*t, like that daddy?

First unheard message

Now you don't wanna answer the phone? f*cking b*tch
That's why I f*cked the sh*t out of you, f*cking b*tch
All them terror squad n*ggas is running through you, f*cking b*tch!
And I'm calling the radio station about how I f*cked the sh*t out of you, and I had my di*k in your mouth, you b*tch!
I f*cking hate you! You f*cking dirty b*tch!
Wack ass pus*y, I ain't calling you no more–never again! Next time I see you, I'm gonna put my di*k in your mouth you b*tch!

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Yo! Call me back yo, I was just playing, yo
Yo, call me yo, just nah mean? I wanna talk to you for a minute? Okay? Alright

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Hello Remy, you don't know me but I just want you to know that I'm aware of the fact that you're the b*tch that's f*cking my man
And um, his phone be ringing over and over again, early in the morning, that be me
He lives with me, he loves me, I'm not going no where
We have thirty-three kids together, you know what I'm saying? I like your music too, he's just a little starstruck right now
So, if you're a real b*tch like you say you are, then you'd fall back
And tell him when he get home, I'm f*cking him up!

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Yo Rem, it's me
Whoever you with, ditch that n*gga
I'm with two n*ggas' right now and they ready to do everything, son
Everything!
Yo, one n*gga talking about, there's something about Remy, check this out
When you get this message, bring the dutches with you when you come, and son, this time, do not forget the camcorder