Calling Me lyrics

by

Webbie


[Intro]
You ever had a piece of pus*y man , that be on your mind like money ?
(yo like for real doe) like money ??
Good joule Good joule hahaha
Fosho fosho pus*y , pus*y , pus*y , pus*y , pus*y , pus*y , pus*y

[Chorus]
That pus*y keep calling me (calling me)
Damn! get me in trouble
That pus*y keep calling me (come here boosie)
(callin me)come here boosie (callin me) get me in trouble...

You ever had a piece pus*y so good and tight that you hear dat pus*y talkin at night (c*m here)
Lingerie drive you crazy wen she put it on safe sex but sometimes i hate to put it on
Make me moan grab my back and pull me deeper in ha she catch 3, i catch 2 now I'm sleepin in ha
Ms. virgina take her time wen she hit dat head she pull her long hair back and sit between my legs
Blow your mind when you got a dime who rub your nuts when ya f*ck her from behind
(I ain't lyin) something special bout her
Got me sneakin out da house like a f*cking mouse
And that pus*y so wet for me
She my Ecstasy (crazy)
pus*y damn near betta den ya ol lady i prolly need to stop answerin da phone
f*cking her, I f*ck around and have my family gone
She get me rite when we f*ck (wen we f*ck) yeaaaaah!
She put ice on my nuts (wen we f*ck) yeaaaaaah
Got me textin and sh*t I ain't never texted before
Got me eatin et pus*y I ain't never ate before
[Chorus]
That pus*y keep calling me (keep on calling me, keep on calling me)
Get me in trouble
That pus*y keep calling me (keep on calling me, keep on calling me)
I know i can't love her but
That pus*y keep calling me (keep on calling me, keep on calling me, keep on calling me)
That pus*y keep calling me (keep on calling me, keep on calling me)
Get me in trouble..

She's so cute you not quick when you face to face
So I turn her from the back and grab her by da waist (turn around)
di*k hard when I see her, fatal attraction
Freaky b*tch eat the di*k while I'm playin Madden
Move my chain and give me brain, that's a chain reaction
Drop my top and let her lick - lick - lick my lollipop
Lay on your stomach girl (jus like that), toot that ass up
Bite the pillow while a real n*gga smash her
pus*y wet year round, that's that seattle pus*y
One call that's all I gotta have da pus*y
Misses studio time, tellin my n*ggas lies
That pus*y on me like flies on a sh*t pile
Call my fone and tell me sweet things
I put her on a purple kush now when we roll its a G thang
And when we get in da bed, I feel her c*min ahh her c*min ahh
I feel her c*min ahh her c*min ahh, she feel me c*mmin ah !
[Chorus]
That pus*y keep calling me (keep on calling me, keep on calling me)
Get me in trouble
That pus*y keep calling me (keep on calling me, keep on calling me)
I know I can't love her but
That pus*y keep calling me (keep on calling me, keep on calling me)
That pus*y keep calling me ( keep on calling me, keep on calling me)
Get me in trouble..
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