Lyrics

Missed Ya Call by Rich Tycoon
Lyrics Written by Richie Hampton
Music Produced by Indecent the Slapmaster

What’s up? This Rich. I’m out and about doing my thang, so do me a favor and do your thang. Leave me a number or a message after the beep and I’m a get back to you later. Peace.

Chorus/Hook
She want my time, but I want the world, baby. I want the world
She’s on my line, but I missed ya call, baby. I missed ya call
She want my time, but I want the world, baby. I want the world
She’s on my line, but I missed ya call, baby. I missed ya call

Verse 1
It’s still money over b*tches, unless she blessing me
Since 1990-something, man that’s been my pedigree
I’m not pursuing no p*ssy ‘less it’s wet as me
Unless it’s guaranteed to turn me into a better me
Bruh, you probably won’t find me at the strip club
But I recommend a b*tch get her chips up
You can’t work with me, if you ain’t got ya chips up
Ain’t got ya tips up, please don’t get me mixed up
I’m not ya last dude, look this the premiere
If it wasn't for me, you probably wouldn’t be here
Oh, now you wanna hit my line now that she here
Well, you know we charge a fee, just wanna be clear
Ain’t nothin’ in the world free, beware
Girl, it’s get rich scheme’s out the everywhere
Yeah, it’s get rich schemes out there everywhere
Yeah, I be everywhere. Either that, or ‘boutta take it there

Chorus/Hook
She want my time, but I want the world, baby. I want the world
She’s on my line, but I missed ya call, baby. I missed ya call
She want my time, but I want the world, baby. I want the world
She’s on my line, but I missed ya call, baby. I missed ya call

Verse 2
Hello. Oh, it’s you. Goodbye
50 texts later I still ain’t replied
I have no time, my watch broke
I’m in the studio makin’ hits with Blacksmoke
I got one doing acrobats, one walk a tight rope
F*** up one more time, she not mine no mo’
I’ll lose that h0, you can find her in The O
F*cking with some sucka that’ll love her like I won’t
‘Cuz bro gone do what I told her I don’t do
Still she on the Gram, trying to keep up with moves
I be like damn, I need a rubber band
Slap her with the facts, punch her with the upper hand
These b*tches is so weak
She just looking for a home, she lonely and hungry
But I ain’t finna feed her, I can give her a Tony
Or give her a Oscar, man, these b*tches is phony...they actin’


Chorus/Hook
She want my time, but I want the world, baby. I want the world
She’s on my line, but I missed ya call, baby. I missed ya call
She want my time, but I want the world, baby. I want the world
She’s on my line, but I missed ya call, baby. I missed ya call

I missed ya call, I missed ya call, I missed ya call...

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