Lil' Zane - Callin' Me Lyrics
Callin' meI live the life of a celebrityA 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 interviewsJust people be callin my name everywhere, "hey zane!"](so crazy life's so, crazy)[cmon]I live the life of a celebrityA made figga way bigger than them other cats ??should let us see??I'm getting paid like im 'posed toMy homies call me on my mobile wanna hang we still close tooI switch positions with them cold catsI write raps, make millions like thatI like that (hey yeah) really never was a rich manA rubber band for a wrist bandsGot dough and had to switch plansTrouble still don't stopThe freeway getting chased by some bad missiesWanting autographed pictures(oohh)They want my name tattooed on themThinkin for a minute hit that ass make a move on themHey! hennessey with the chardonnay, mix itI put the trees in the garce twist it (whooaa yeah)A true player smoking purple hairTwo 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 allThey 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 likeI did a show in california had to be in las vegas the same nightMe and 112 on the same flight and getting tiredIt aint easy being worldwide (worldwide, worldwide, worldwide)I seen murder come with fame in this rap gameGotta stay straped if you rap so i pack thangsAll my dogs pack thangsAnd plus we love to ballDont 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 airMy poor cats ??sell?? more sex to you thereLove green millionairesBeen all around the worldTurned the squares into true playersCheap watched us turn to cardiersLocals turned to gatorsPoint 3's turn to 5 c's all these car keysJump in the benz hit the ??shock?? bar (this life i live)You know they love to see a hot starChorus*lil' zane w/ variations*And for my dogs i ain't seen in awhileI still got love for y'all ain't got a chance to return your callI'm in chicagoI'm getting paid man bigger figgas everywhere that i goI'm still hearing about drama poppin in the hoodHeard everybody doing good and i like thatIrv said y'all got the block lockedHe tell me k and big chris driving drop topsFlossing i'm getting letters from my fans hard to write backPut a fly picture in the mail hope they like thatPrayin that the fame don't kill us allThe magazines to the big screensHe ain't easy as the shit seemsThrowin up my dueces as a pass byShowing love to the southside all the players outsideAnd we gon' spend g's tonightHotels on me shits green tonightC'mon!
