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timbaland - callin and callin lyrics

[chorus]
f-ck with the plug he be callin me
ain’t about money quit calling me
outta yo league and it’s easy
no wonder your b-tches be callin me
no wonder why people be callin me
counted i counted quit callin me
get it ma season i’m balling
they callin they callin and callin
no wonder your b-tches be callin me
no wonder your b-tches be callin me
no wonder why most people be callin me
counted i counted quit callin me
get it ma season i’m balling
they callin they callin and callin

[verse1]
calling bout money i’m all in
balling on n-gg-s chris pauling
bout ma cash money new orleans
better get back on ma d-gg-ng
calling ma phone on some stupid sh-t
i ain’t the one you should do that with
i ain’t the one you be playing round
call on my youngins they lay you down
hitting me like what you done to this sh-t
ain’t about bread what you call for
you can take that as a loss
we calling you where is waldo
no wonder these b-tches be calling bro
i heard round your way that they call you bro
finessing lil buddy i gotta go
but check on lil buddy he at it tho
and plus if you callin me callin me
who is this b-tch boo they follow me
slide in her dm i’m all in it
finessing the plug out the corner p
looking for [?] yeah i’m bout to p
heard that that boy he a target
but ima still be there regardless
long as this money keep calling

[verse 2]
i’m not meaning to be rude man
but [?] baby be just a fool man
tell you hard they can hire me
cause all a n-gg- do is move things
b-tch calling said i’m a joke
only call her when i wanna stroke
had to as the b-tch a serious question
how you judge me and yo daddy broke
just got called said the ice was in
told his -ss ima [?]
crazy counting ma f-cking wing
told yo -ss to go and buy a boat
my only admiration money making
wasting money n-gg- why you hating
contemplating on what i’m making
while i’m dinner dating with a couple asians
never worried bout you dissing on me
i’m understanding that you living lonely
you have to send all your b-tches on me
say you seeing cash but your vision phony
have an att-tude you can come and get me
i don’t even need n-gg-s with me
if i up the ratchet ain’t no messing with me
quarter back the shots the precision in me

[outro]
here we go
(faded sounds )

- timbaland lyrics

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