calling me i hear her calling me i hear her calling me i hear her calling me yoo-hoo, ahhh you-hoo, ahhh i hear her calling me i hear her calling me
laced weed, That was part of my 80's, The Cartier consigieres be near me, Canary yellow cuts in my pinky yearly, Liz Taylor tried to joke me Coz I keep
, no peace if any, even if we fuck up Denny niggaz are sick of your white mans tricks with no treat thats right, now it's on, on sight you call me
a porno flicking actor I Anita Bake her now she caught up in a rapture I got so much chips I swear they call me Hewlett Packard I got so much chips You
flash, nigga you can call me thunder! Chicks call me phil drummond 'cause I give 'em diff'rent strokes! Bahh, bahh, bahh, bahh, bahh, beat it up, like a drummer! They can call
Alcohol and laced weed, that was part of my '80s The Cartier conciergeries be near me Canary yellow cuts in my pinky yearly Liz Taylor tried to juxt me
to be climbed at your fingertips To travel far and for so long, come and join it Welcome to the Garden of Eden, I call it heaven I like to call it even
To appreciate me, differentiate me From these phoney, little fishy and sissy fake G's Skip over the huggy-bear and all the kissyface, please Initiate phase three! Missy now service me
the frontline warriors Call me a secret weapon I think the war is on And when they ask 'em who is he it's 7th Sign and Bone Call me a secret weapon when
just call him the soul machine He's bad, he's Cee Lo Green But you can just call him the soul machine He's bad, he's Cee Lo Green But you can just call
windows Who would suspect me of this rapture? And who but my black hearted love And who but my black hearted love When you call out my name in rapture
show my courage When schoolin' others, kick the knowledge For those who hate me, I pray you'll miss me If you find out you had dissed me I'll treat
leave me alone, never leave me alone Leave me alone, never leave me alone Never leave me alone, never leave me alone Leave me alone, never leave me alone
ya neck I'm tryin' watch the jets Mr.Tokyo drift, spin ya'in on a vet Lookin' for ya bitch fool Take one guess she caught up in the rapture Wakin and
Straight up, all foes get ate up Willies keep your weight up, nope I hope you're not calling me Stalling, cause that roughness is all in me I rip ya, cause my rapture
sound the same to me, that's why when they say One is right and the other is wrong, it just sound like game to me It's like God skipped past the church and came to me
