Callin Me Lyrics by Lil' Zane

Callin Me Lyrics


    Callin' me


    I live the life of a celebrity
    A made figga way bigger than them other cats ??should let us see??

    Lil zane (112)
    (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
    [can i talk to you for a minute?
    It's like i been doin a lot of interviews
    Just people be callin my name everywhere, "hey zane!"]
    (so crazy life's so, crazy)
    [cmon]

    I live the life of a celebrity
    A made figga way bigger than them other cats ??should let us see??
    I'm getting paid like im 'posed to
    My homies call me on my mobile wanna hang we still close too
    I switch positions with them cold cats
    I write raps, make millions like that
    I like that (hey yeah) really never was a rich man
    A rubber band for a wrist bands
    Got dough and had to switch plans
    Trouble still don't stop
    The freeway getting chased by some bad missies
    Wanting autographed pictures(oohh)
    They want my name tattooed on them
    Thinkin for a minute hit that ass make a move on them
    Hey! hennessey with the chardonnay, mix it
    I put the trees in the garce twist it (whooaa yeah)
    A true player smoking purple hair
    Two shots in the air for my true thugs out there
    (this life i live of mine)

    Chorus: 112 (lil' zane)
    This life i live of mine(yeah)
    This life is crazy(yeah)
    I waste no time at all(ahuh)
    They won't stop calling me(its goin down baby)
    This life i live of mine(yeah)
    This life is crazy(yeah ahuh)
    I waste no time at all
    They won't stop calling me(ugh)
    Calling me, calling me, calling me, say my name(hey lil zane!)
    Calling me, calling me, calling me, say my name!(hey lil zane!)

    Let me explain what the game is like
    I did a show in california had to be in las vegas the same night
    Me and 112 on the same flight and getting tired
    It aint easy being worldwide (worldwide, worldwide, worldwide)
    I seen murder come with fame in this rap game
    Gotta stay straped if you rap so i pack thangs
    All my dogs pack thangs
    And plus we love to ball
    Dont want no problem with you homie i mean none at all (not at all)
    And to my rich cats with them big faced bills in the air
    My poor cats ??sell?? more sex to you there
    Love green millionaires
    Been all around the world
    Turned the squares into true players
    Cheap watched us turn to cardiers
    Locals turned to gators
    Point 3's turn to 5 c's all these car keys
    Jump in the benz hit the ??shock?? bar (this life i live)
    You know they love to see a hot star

    Chorus
    *lil' zane w/ variations*

    And for my dogs i ain't seen in awhile
    I still got love for y'all ain't got a chance to return your call
    I'm in chicago
    I'm getting paid man bigger figgas everywhere that i go
    I'm still hearing about drama poppin in the hood
    Heard everybody doing good and i like that
    Irv said y'all got the block locked
    He tell me k and big chris driving drop tops
    Flossing i'm getting letters from my fans hard to write back
    Put a fly picture in the mail hope they like that
    Prayin that the fame don't kill us all
    The magazines to the big screens
    He ain't easy as the shit seems
    Throwin up my dueces as a pass by
    Showing love to the southside all the players outside
    And we gon' spend g's tonight
    Hotels on me shits green tonight
    C'mon!


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