Any Given Sunday movie - Who You Gonna Call lyrics
rate meSong by Missy 'Misdemeanor' Elliott<br /><br>
Any Give Sunday baby<br>
Oww! Yo, yo, yo<br>
Oh zigi-zigi<br>
Zig-zigi-zig-zig, oh oh<br>
Zigi-zigi-zigi-zigi-zigi?<br>
Oh you 'pose to be the man now<br>
Cause you got cars, you got houses<br>
You got yachts, you got diamonds<br>
You got it all<br>
Oh you livin' large right, heh<br>
Well let me ask one thing<br>
When you go broke<br>
When you go broke<br>
I bet those same friends yo don't mess with you no more<br>
Here we go uh<br>
<br>
I was there when no one knew your name<br>
I was there when you blew up, got large<br>
And had all the fame<br>
Now look how you do, uh<br>
I was there when everything had changed<br>
You think you the shit<br>
Big star on top of your game<br>
<br>
Now who you gonna call<br>
When nothing's right<br>
Will you call when your ass go broke?<br>
Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you?<br>
And you ain't that hot no more<br>
Now who you gonna call<br>
When nothing's right<br>
Will you call when your ass go broke?<br>
Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you?<br>
And you ain't that hot no more<br>
<br>
Uh I was there when you was hooked on weed<br>
I gave you dough, mo dough<br>
You don't know to supply your need<br>
What's it gon' be (uh)<br>
I was there I was the air you breathe<br>
Until you became a big star<br>
No need for me<br>
<br>
Now who you gonna call<br>
When nothing's right<br>
Will you call when your ass go broke?<br>
Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you?<br>
And you ain't that hot no more<br>
Now who you gonna call<br>
When nothing's right<br>
Will you call when your ass go broke?<br>
Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you?<br>
And you ain't that hot no more<br>
<br>
Uh do you<br>
Call when you fall boy<br>
Call when you ain't got boy<br>
They don't wanna roll with you<br>
They don't think you hot boy<br>
What happened to you boy?<br>
You are just a no-boy<br>
Now you have no joy<br>
Here we go<br>
<br>
What happened to your Benz man?<br>
What happened to your rocks?<br>
Six shots that you pop in your bitches man<br>
Now your name is like shit stink<br>
You let the fame maintain<br>
You done blew out your brains man<br>
What happened to your diamond rings?<br>
You bling-bling every time a nigga switch a lane<br>
Beep, beep to your feet man<br>
You's a jeep man<br>
With no friends and no game man<br>
There he is, uh<br>
<br>
When nothing's right<br>
Will you call when your ass go broke?<br>
Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you?<br>
And you ain't that hot no more<br>
Now who you gonna call<br>
When nothing's right<br>
Will you call when your ass go broke?<br>
Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you?<br>
And you ain't that hot no more<br>
<br>
Call, yo, who you gonna call, uh<br>
Yo who you gonna call when your ass go broke<br>
Them same friends who don't fuck wit you no more<br>
Who you gonna call, yo who you gon, who you gonna call<br>
Who, who you gonna call, who, who you gonna call<br>
Heh-heh, where all your friends now?<br>
Where your homies now?<br>
When you was on top of your game<br>
Everybody wanted to hang around, huh<br>
Heh, heh but now that your ass gone broke<br>
Your same friends don't want to fuck wit' you no more<br>
Who you gonna call huh?<br>
You better understand reality baby<br>
Never let the fame blow your brain, heh<br>
Yo, yo, yo, oh-zigi-zigi<br>
Never let the fame blow your brain<br>
Yo, yo, yo zigi-zigi-oh<br>
Never let the fame blow your brain<br>
Here we go, uh<br>
And my choir sing, heh<br>
Yo, uh, let the orchestra, and the violins<br>
And the trumpets, yo, yo, oh shit, owww!<br>
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