2 Pac - U Can Call Lyrics
2Pac:Dear baby you the picture of perfectionStraight from your million dollar smileto my attraction to your complexionNo hesitation needed; you got meinhalin the aroma of your perfume, and feelin heatedI move closer to drop the lines of my introductionHold out my hand, and grab yo' hand, now we touchinMy lyrics are poetrySo baby get a ticket to go with meThugged out so you notice meIt's a positive attraction; see pictures of uslayin butt-***** on the beach kickin back relaxinAnd only you can calm, the savage beastLook in my eyes are you surprised, that it's me?I wanna make you mineI'm kissin on you tryin to make it different every time (that's right)I'm so lonely in my bedroom, lookin at the wallsWithcha number in my hand, wonderin should I even call her tonightJazze Pha:Anytime you like, baby you can call meNeed a thug up in yo' life, never find nobody like meCause I know what you want, and girl you know I got youYou got what I need, and shorty it's all on youBaby call on me2Pac:Been gettin nuttin but bad news, ever since the day you left meI sit and wonder is there a way, you could forget meRemember my phone calls, my late visitsUs havin breakfast in bed, then we straight kick itMe and you in satin sheets, 'til after twoCome take a walk on the wild side, enjoy the viewWhenever we collide; it's bound to be a pleasurable timeMakin love 'til the early lightSweetheart don't fight the feelinCome get a shot of this plain dealin and concentrate on the ceilingIt's my intention to brush upBeware of the fireworks, cause everytime we touch.... it's bound to be, so relax, clown with meAs if you're down with me, get around and seeThe brother with tattoos and no fearsRunnin my fingers through your hair if you call me2Pac:Pardon me, but let's be specificBaby cause if you down with me, nigga we can kick itAnd let's take trips and ride airplanesA hundred thousand dollar car on dem gold thangs, so can you hang?Cause we can be real tight (right)I got a big suite at the hot', if it feel rightMy only wish is to be witchaYou got me steady strivin to getchaFantasizin of friendly picturesThe pressure's gettin majorI wonder will you answer my call, if I page yaGot me goin wild with anticipationFace to face with us locked up in strange places, what will it takeCause the heartache be heatbreak, is my predictionwhen you falsify and start fake, in my positionI'm a careful man, but a player when I ballGot my eyes on you baby, can I call?
