Young Thug - Calling Your Name lyrics
rate me(Intro)
Ya know we can get away
Because I'm callin' yo name
Ya know we can get away (x2)
Because I'm callin' yo name (x2)
(Verse)
I'ma hit it, neva pass it
Booty fat like she asses
Ya can't see? You need glasses
They can't see me like masks
I know a way, I know I need it
I won't misread it, specs on when I treat it
House on my face when it's real
I'll share my place when it's real
Promise me that ya won't squeal
I am yo doctor, yo Phil
Suck this dick, peppermint, hey baby
I see you're far... far, baby
Hercules, Hercules
I feast on ya, ya nurse on me
I luv yo stones and they phony
I'm drunk on her, she all on me
Hey the slang, girl ya the business
I'm hungry, eat her like Denny's
I'm just Hannah Montana
Their jewelry's sunny, yos windy
Erry day I see ya, I wan' fuck ya by the pound
I came to the town, discovered it, lost and found
Baby ya know I am the one that ya want right now
I need to cuff wheneva I beat it up or down
(Hook)
She calling me Jeffery
I protect her like a seatbelt
Nigga, money stacked up like 3 shelves
Run my older hoes off, keep her feet there
By myself, I'm on the shore, no seashells
I hope I'ma ride that bitch like a V12
Aye baby girl don't meet me there, beat me there
Plus I am a freak like 3 Kels'
Pull on up, baby, pull on up
Gots ya wrapped, baby, Toys R Us
I'm living that life
Baby I'm important like in Pedialyte
(Verse 2)
I'ma put that pussy in saran for yah
I'ma pop a Xanny for that ass for yah
I'ma play dead, just like a cask on yah
I'ma bleed red when I go smash on yah
Suck this dick, peppermint, hey baby
I see you're far... far, baby
I'ma check that bitch up and down in the street
Ain't gon' hold my head down when they see me
I'm a lion, I'll fuck it, I'm a beast
But nigga my water blue like a genie
Too much money to go to jail, they can't have a freebie
I bring them racks out the shell, bitch ya know they're bleedin'
Too cray, too crazy, like ya could be my baby, lady
Three crazy, three crazy
I just might come for ya like the Navy
One crazy, two crazy, new coupe Mercedes
Hey I'm just like this, too hot, I need a fan, no Tasia
(Hook)
(Verse 3)
I just drink that lean on me, I promise ain't going broke
When I hit the club, them strippers smile, I give 'em hope
I know how it feels to be so broke that ya got jokes
I know, I know, I know, I know how to get that paper
I know, I know how it feels to stack racks up like acres
I know, I know how it feels, 2,000 channel cable
Ali-ani-ani got me looking like the mayor
What ya be, Thug? I'm a player
And what, Thug? I'm a slayer
And what, Thug? I make bail
And plus? I won't tell
You're a winna, in a Bimmer
And what? And I'm drinkin' four ounces and liters
(Hook)
(Outro)
Ya know we can get away
Because I'm callin' yo name
Ya know we can get away
Because I'm callin' yo name
Ya know we can get away
Because I'm callin' yo name
