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chief keef - call'n lyrics

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[intro]
zaytoven!
(pour drank on the carpet)
sosa baby, gbe baby
(the haters, they talk sh-t)
b-tch, yeah, yeah
(got your hoe free from an auction)

[chorus]
had to take one second
to think about all these motherf-cking blessings
yeah, i got a license but i’m driving real reckless
designer done turned to a fetish
she gon’ eat the hot dog cause i get the relish
come and get this work cause you know i gotta settle it
before i get the coupe, yeah, you know i gotta test it
cause i cut into this hundred thousand and invest it

[verse 1]
in the strip club, throwing money like it’s nothing
smoke that b-tch out, now the police fussing
make the po’ man n-gg- know that we coming
shorty on x, don’t tell me if you see something
and what i’m smoking smelling like i’m eating onions
remember growing up like i gotta be something
all this f-cking cake like i gotta eat something
and i’m tryna quit but the drank keep callin’

[chorus]
had to take one second
to think about all these motherf-cking blessings
yeah, i got a license but i’m driving real reckless
designer done turned to a fetish
she gon’ eat the hot dog cause i get the relish
come and get this work cause you know i gotta settle it
before i get the coupe, yeah, you know i gotta test it
cause i cut into this hundred thousand and invest it

[verse 2]
pour drank on the carpet
we on our guap sh-t
the haters, they talk sh-t
but later, they walking
got your hoe free from an auction
she steady talking
i be steady flossing
organizing boss sh-t
(bang, bang-bang)

[chorus]
had to take one second
to think about all these motherf-cking blessings
yeah, i got a license but i’m driving real reckless
designer done turned to a fetish
she gon’ eat the hot dog cause i get the relish
come and get this work cause you know i gotta settle it
before i get the coupe, yeah, you know i gotta test it
cause i cut into this hundred thousand and invest it

[outro]
at the strip club, throwing money like it’s nothing
smoke that b-tch up now the police fussing
shorty on x, don’t tell me if you see something
l what i’m smoking, smelling like i’m eating onions
remember growing up like i gotta be something
all this f-cking cake like i gotta eat something
and i’m tryna quit but the drank keep callin’
drank keep callin’, drank keep callin’



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