Dear Stalker (club mix)
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Look at this shit, man
I can't believe this chick keep calling me, man
Shit is out of control
Bro, I didn't tell you about this?
Look, I take this girl out, right?
We have a great time, I take her to a show
Get back, shit goes down, lovely
The next day, I get up, I go to get some food
And she in the restaurant, chilling in the back
Looking at me with the librarian glasses on
And I'm like
I think you need to go back home
And you don't need to call my phone
Yo, here she go again
Son, I can't shake this chick for the fucking life of me
So then, I'm just walking down the block
Checking out, like, the new shit in the storefronts or whatever
I'm gonna buy a new jacket for the show
Who starts moving in the window display but this fucking chick?
Oh my gosh, she calling my other phone
She calling the trap phone
I didn't even give her that number
What is going on?
What the fuck?
I think you need to go back home
And you don't need to call my phone
I think you need to go back home
And you don't need to call my phone