Exhibit B

Lyrics

[Intro—telephone filter]
This call may be recorded…
and introduced into evidence.
[Bass drops]
You reached the plaintiff.
Leave your settlement after the tone.
[Verse 1]
Phone go ring-ring, who the fuck is this?
“Pre-approved funding”—add it to the list.
Told ’em, “Stop calling, take my number away.”
They hung up laughing, then called the next day.
Used to get mad; now I let that shit ring.
Every little buzz makes the cash register sing.
Screenshot saved, caller ID—
Date, time, number, got receipts on me.
You’re selling me money? That’s funny as hell.
Keep calling my phone—you’re funding me well.
No threats, no games, I document truth.
Congratulations, dumbass: I’m suing you.
[Hook]
Call me again—better run me my pay.
Five hundred a call, fifteen hundred if you play.
I said stop once; you ignored what I said.
Now every new ring puts the bass in the red.
Call me again—make the whole trunk shake.
You’re not making a sale; you’re raising the stakes.
Keep dialing my number like fools always do—
Please hold, motherfucker, while I sue you.
[Verse 2]
White Shore got sued—you’d think they would learn.
Complaint in their hands, but the dialer still burned.
Some genius yelled, “Let’s call him once more—
Sell another loan to the man suing White Shore!”
That ain’t persistence; that’s corporate disease,
Like robbing the judge while entering your plea.
They called after service offering dough—
Not settlement money, but another damn loan.
I said, “Thank you kindly, your timing is great.
You delivered new evidence straight to my case.”
No investigator, no detective crew—
They manufacture proof of the shit that they do.
[Hook]
Call me again—better run me my pay.
Already been sued, still dialing away.
That’s a special kind of stupid, undeniably true—
Please hold, motherfucker, while I sue you.
[Verse 3]
Then one slick salesman got smart on the phone,
Asked, “Are you stupid?” in a smart-ass tone.
I said, “Let’s examine who’s confused in this call:
I told you to stop—and you called me after all.”
He thought he burned me; I recorded the flame.
Saved every word, every number and name.
That insult alone might not earn me a check,
But it makes willful conduct look convincing as heck.
“You knew he said stop?”
“Yeah.”
“What did you do?”
“Called him again and called him stupid too.”
That deposition will be comedy gold.
Even his own lawyer won’t keep his face cold.
[Breakdown]
I said: stop calling.
They heard: call twice.
I sent written notice.
They ignored my advice.
I filed the complaint.
They called me anew.
So who’s really stupid—
Me, or you?
[Bridge]
Do I hear five hundred?
[Bass hit]
Now fifteen!
[Bass hit]
Another unwanted call just lit up the screen!
Going once, going twice—
Some dumbass called again.
Mark it knowing, mark it willful—
Let discovery begin.
[Final Hook]
Call me again—better run me my pay.
You make violations; I’m making the case.
You could stop, but that’s too hard to do—
Please hold, motherfucker, while I sue you.
[Outro—telephone filter]
Your call is very important to me.
Please remain on the line
while I calculate statutory damages.
[Cash register]
[Phone rings]
Goddamn. Exhibit B.