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Missed Calls Video (MV)




Performed By: 3g
Length: 2:24
Written by: Rudolph Gallegos




3g - Missed Calls Lyrics




I know we ain't talk how we used to do
Like back in the day sellin' boost mobile
Now we all grown up, here's a couple bucks
Never call you up, tied up, double dutch
Member all the trouble we made, them days
Runnin' from the cops, spring break came late
Playin' wit em guns we was blazin' at 9
Loose leash in the streets, it's amazing how time, go
Right out the window, link up at the park then embark on a binge for
Trouble for real, now you in trouble for real
With em medical bills, I'm prayin' she heals and the medicines real
How much money I got? Not a lot, no, no
For you I don't need second thought, nuh-huh
I'm writing you this letter to get thru any weather
Wish I could do better but the rain hasn't let up come on

All the calls that I been missin' lately, don't hate me no, no, no
(All the calls that I been missin', missin', missin', missin', missin', missin', missin')
Not my fault cause I been writin' stories, my story yeah, yeah, yeah
(Not my fault cause I been writin', writin', writin', writin', writin' writin', writin')

Headed strait to voicemail, ask me "is your phone on?"
Say you call me more, than you call your own Mom
That's love bro, swear I'll hit you back
What's up bro, how you doin', where you at?
Life is movin' way too fast, member drivin' with no gas
Thru the Grape Vine, great time, depends on who you ask
Now we shootin' for the stars steady landin' on the moon
Say it's just a dream, but we know it's comin' soon
This a Winter Dream 2, baggin' up the chicken dinner
Like we never seen food, 'til we yellin' winner winner!
Slim Jim get it man, shoutin' out my biggest fan
Laughin' about that shit that no one understands
Look at how shit panned out, hell of a view
I ain't lookin' for no hand outs, inhale a few
While I write this story that I'll mail to you
Well alright I'm sorry I ain't mail it sooner

All the calls that I been missin' lately, don't hate me no, no, no
(All the calls that I been missin', missin', missin', missin', missin', missin', missin')
Not my fault cause I been writin' stories, my story yeah, yeah, yeah
(Not my fault cause I been writin', writin', writin', writin', writin' writin', writin')
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I know we ain't talk how we used to do
Like back in the day sellin' boost mobile
Now we all grown up, here's a couple bucks
Never call you up, tied up, double dutch
Member all the trouble we made, them days
Runnin' from the cops, spring break came late
Playin' wit em guns we was blazin' at 9
Loose leash in the streets, it's amazing how time, go
Right out the window, link up at the park then embark on a binge for
Trouble for real, now you in trouble for real
With em medical bills, I'm prayin' she heals and the medicines real
How much money I got? Not a lot, no, no
For you I don't need second thought, nuh-huh
I'm writing you this letter to get thru any weather
Wish I could do better but the rain hasn't let up come on

All the calls that I been missin' lately, don't hate me no, no, no
(All the calls that I been missin', missin', missin', missin', missin', missin', missin')
Not my fault cause I been writin' stories, my story yeah, yeah, yeah
(Not my fault cause I been writin', writin', writin', writin', writin' writin', writin')

Headed strait to voicemail, ask me "is your phone on?"
Say you call me more, than you call your own Mom
That's love bro, swear I'll hit you back
What's up bro, how you doin', where you at?
Life is movin' way too fast, member drivin' with no gas
Thru the Grape Vine, great time, depends on who you ask
Now we shootin' for the stars steady landin' on the moon
Say it's just a dream, but we know it's comin' soon
This a Winter Dream 2, baggin' up the chicken dinner
Like we never seen food, 'til we yellin' winner winner!
Slim Jim get it man, shoutin' out my biggest fan
Laughin' about that shit that no one understands
Look at how shit panned out, hell of a view
I ain't lookin' for no hand outs, inhale a few
While I write this story that I'll mail to you
Well alright I'm sorry I ain't mail it sooner

All the calls that I been missin' lately, don't hate me no, no, no
(All the calls that I been missin', missin', missin', missin', missin', missin', missin')
Not my fault cause I been writin' stories, my story yeah, yeah, yeah
(Not my fault cause I been writin', writin', writin', writin', writin' writin', writin')
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Writer: Rudolph Gallegos
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