Can’t Call It lyrics
by QUE.
[Hook]
Fans like wassup with the album, I can't call it
n*ggas like wassup with the label, I can't call it
Why the hell these n*ggas salty, I can't call it
When I'm coming back to the city, I can't call it
b*tches ask me when they gon' see me, I can't call it
A b*tch ask why I cheated, I can't call it
Ask me why I dreaded the fro, I can't call it
I'ma tell I don't really know, I can't call it
[Verse 1]
n*gga asking when I'ma drop, I can't call it
Why went and bleached one lock, I can't call it
When I'm coming back to the block, I can't call it
That's like comparing Biggie and Pac, I can't call it
n*ggas wanna know bout the label, I can't call it
Wasn't enough guap on the table, need more commas
Wanna know who I'm signing next, I can't call it
Whoever come correct with that check, nah, nah
b*tch ask why I'm a dog, I can't call it
Wanna know panties and bra, I can't call it
Many b*tches if I f*cked her, I can't call it
Wanna know If I really love her, I can't call it
[Hook]
Fans like wassup with the album, I can't call it
n*ggas like wassup with the label, I can't call it
Why the hell these n*ggas salty, I can't call it
When I'm coming back to the city, I can't call it
b*tches ask me when they gon' see me, , I can't call it
A b*tch ask why I cheated, , I can't call it
Ask me why I dreaded the fro, I can't call it
I'ma tell I don't really know, I can't call it
[Verse 2]
Oh sh*t my n*gga Que
When you dropping that album
When that album coming
I can't call it bro, sh*t I don't know
Wassup with the label, what going on
I can't call it
[Interlude]
I can't call it
I can't call it
I can't call it
Can't call it
Can't call it
b*tch, showing these pictures and all
You f*cking lost it
You f*cking love me, is you really tired or not
I can't call it baby, just go with the flow, how bout time
Your such a dog, you don't care, your so cold hearted
Why you so cold hearted
I can't call it
[Hook]
Fans like wassup with the album, I can't call it
n*ggas like wassup with the label, I can't call it
Why the hell these n*ggas salty, I can't call it
When I'm coming back to the city, I can't call it
b*tches ask me when they gon' see me, I can't call it
A b*tch ask why I cheated, I can't call it
Ask me why I dreaded the fro, I can't call it
I'ma tell I don't really know, I can't call it