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Lil Zane - Callin' Me



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I live the life of a celebrity
  A made figga way bigger than them other cats you love to see
  
  [ Lil Zane (112)]
  (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
  
  It's like I been doin a lot of interviews
  Just people be callin my name everywhere, "Hey zane!">
  (so crazy life's so, crazy)
  
  
  I live the life of a celebrity
  A made figga way bigger than them other cats you love to see
  I'm getting paid like I'm supposed to
  My homies call me on my mobile wanna hang we still close too
  I switched positions with them cold cats
  I write raps, make millions like that
  I like that (hey yeah) really never was a rich man
  A rubber band for a wrist band
  Got dough and had to switch plans
  Trouble still don't stop
  The freeway getting chased by some bad missies
  wanting autographed pictures (oohh)
  They want my name tattooed on them
  thinkin for a minute hit that ass make a move on them
  Hey! Hennessey with the chardonnay, mix it
  I put the trees in the ??, twist it (whooaa yeah)
  A true player smoking purple haze
  Two 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 (it's goin down baby)
  This life I live of mine (yeah)
  This life is crazy (yeah ahuh)
  I waste no time at all
  They won't stop calling me (ugh)
  Calling me, calling me, calling me (Hey Lil' Zane!), say my name!
  Calling me, calling me, calling me (Hey Lil' Zane!), say my name!
  
  Let me explain what the game is like
  I did a show in california had to be in Las Vegas the same night
  Me and 112 on the same flight and getting tired
  It aint easy being worldwide (worldwide, worldwide, worldwide)
  I seen murder come with fame in this rap game
  Gotta stay straped if you rap so i pack thangs
  All my dogs pack thangs
  Aand plus we love to ball
  Dont 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 air
  My po' cats sell more sex to you
  Love green millionaires
  Been all around the world
  Turned the squares into true players
  Cheap watches turned to Cartiers
  Locals turned to gators
  Point 3's turn to 5 c's all these car keys
  Jump in the benz and hit The Shark Bar
  You know they love to see a hot star
  
  [Chorus: Lil' Zane w/ variations]
  
  And for my dogs I ain't seen in awhile
  I still got love for y'all ain't got a chance to return your call
  I'm in chicago
  I'm getting paid man bigger figgas everywhere that I go
  I'm still hearing about drama poppin in the hood
  Heard everybody doing good and i like that
  Irv said y'all got the block locked
  He tell me K and big Chris driving drop tops
  Flossing I'm getting letters hard to write back
  Put a fly picture in the mail hope they like that
  Prayin that the fame don't kill us all
  The magazines to the big screens
  He ain't easy as the shit seems
  Throwin up my dueces as a pass by
  Showing love to the southside all the players outside
  And we gon' spend G's tonight
  Hotel's on me shit's free tonight
  C'mon!
  
  [Chorus to fade with variations]
  




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