Ring Ring (feat. Travis Scott, Don Toliver, Quavo & Ty Dolla $ign)

Chase B Travis Scott Don Toliver Quavo Ty Dolla $ign | Length : 03:06

Writer: Bryan Yepes, Chase Benjamin, Caleb Toliver, Jacques Berman Webster II, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Tyrone Griffin, Jr.

Lyrics

Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh I'm waitin', still waitin' (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) (Yo, CHASE B) Patiently, I'm waitin' (ooh-ooh) I'm waitin', I'm waitin' (yeah) Yeah Already know lil' shawty got it The way she bend it over on the sofa, 'bout it 'bout it I had two-twenty-five, I spent that shit right out my pocket Then pulled up to that lot and told the dealer, "I gotta cop it" You think you goin' big-on-big-on-big, you need to stop it You went and dropped your shit, it didn't hit, you went had flopped it I got all my hoes from way back then, they keep it sloppy I done went too cold, I'm in these streets, I'm out my body I'm gettin' deep in it (ooh, woo-ooh), you was on my Christmas list Oh, damn, I met you, I won't regret you, but I'm like, "Who is this?" She got the talkin' about them things, I'm like, "You're ludicrous" You gotta calm down right now, you know I do this shit I bet it ring-ring, I bet it ring-ring And I'm like, "Who is this?" I'm on some Houston shit I bet it ring-ring, I bet it ring-ring And I'm like, "Who is this?" And I'm like "Who is this? Who?" Well, I'm sittin' on the couch smokin' Biscotti The way she bend it over, man, she gotta do Pilates (yeah) Well, I'm sittin' on the couch smokin' Biscotti The way she bend it over, man, she gotta do Pilates Steppin' out pressin' (pressin') Baby, you're a blessing (blessing) In the bed, we wrestlin' We sendin' a message (message) This is black excellence (excellence) Tryna build us a residence (yeah) Hundred racks in my bag, get your bid in and it's low (racks) No cap, just let me know (no cap) Let's go, I'll stretch the bowl (yes sir) Ass on swole, she get a purse, yeah, she workin' her moves (her moves) Big Huncho, baguettes come first, and then we can do two (baguettie) Top down, choppin' off coupes (coupes) She warm and wet like soup (soup) Jump off the top of the roof (top roof) 'Cause I'm fallin' in love with you I better hear ring-ring (brrt) I better hear ring-ring (brrt, brrt) And I'm like, "Who is this?" (Who this?) I'm on that Nawf side shit (Nawf side) I better hear ring-ring I better hear ring-ring (brrt) You were so bad, I couldn't help it, I couldn't help myself I wouldn't be mad when it's all over, I did my best Hello (hello), I'm callin' from out of this world (out of this) I know you bitter, I'm talkin' to other girls Just call me again, my baby When you want it I'll be on my way I told you we would be okay Okay, okay Ooh-yeah I let it ring-ring, oh-oh (oh-oh, oh) I let it ring-ring (ooh-yeah)

Bryan Yepes, Caleb Zackery Toliver, Chase Benjamin, Jacques Webster, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Tyrone William Griffin

Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

This track is on the 3 following albums: