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Data di rilascio: 20.07.1998
Limiti di età: 18+
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
Callin' Me |
This here a true story about ghetto love |
This shit that happened to a young nigga like Mac ya heard me |
Check it |
I met you at a fast food spot with your sista |
Lookin at my lips like you wanted me to kiss ya |
Told me your name And I told you Mac |
We exchanged phone numbers (ha)…Like that |
Off top you told me that you had a man |
But we can talk but thats as far as it go and I said I understand |
Even though I wanted you and you knew |
I was waiting for this nigga to slip up so you can be my boo |
I had a wet dream I fucked you and you screamed my name |
But when I woke up, all I had was some nut stains |
Your baby daddy was useless and abusive |
But me I treat you like you was exclusive |
And even though he gave you drama |
Long as y’all was together you didn’t holla and you knew I was clockin |
Dollas |
I was mad but it kinda turned me on infact |
If I was your nigga I guess the next nigga would feel that |
The pussy was just callin' me Keeps callin me |
Everynight I had to stop myself from fallin g |
Its like the pussy was just callin' me Keeps callin me |
Everynight I had to stop it diggin in my pocket |
Its like the pussy was just callin' me Keeps callin me |
Everynight I had to stop myself from fallin g Callin me callin me |
Its like the pussy was just callin' me Keeps callin me |
Everynight I had to stop it diggin in my pocket Callin me callin me |
Hello? |
Hey baby how you doin? |
Who dis is? |
This me |
Oooohhh baby whats up? |
Hey I was jus… |
Whats happenin? |
[Peaches} I was just wondering if you were coming over tonight? |
Well I dont know ya dig. I got studio time all night a shit and I |
Got a flight in the mourning |
Plleeeasssee? Mac I miss you |
All right I’m on my way |
The first time I hit the cat I ain’t know how to act |
It was callin me back |
mmmm Mac |
Momma told you was no good but you fucked me so good |
I rushin home from studio session to meet you where ever, no questions |
Tellin my niggas «I'm a holla at ya» |
This camouflage love every other night got me missin flights |
You started stressin me |
And you start depressing me |
But before I could leave you alone you start undressing |
And I remember seeing Hickies on your neck |
They wasn’t mine I was in Cali on the movie set, babygirl |
What about respect you said you love me when Im up in them guts |
We tend to say strange things when we caught up in them nuts |
My nigga Fiend was tellin me you dont deserve me |
But a niggas gone do what he want to do ya heard me |
Im a let this go by saying you’ll always be apart of me |
I just can’t answer you when that pussy call me |
And it was like the pussy was just callin me nigga |
You know what I’m sayin? |
Real niggas feel me |