Lil' Zane

Lil' Zane - Callin' Me lyrics

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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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Copyrights:

Author: Dominick Warren, Irving Folmar, Kenneth Jones (2), Zane Copeland, Jr.

Composer: ?

Publisher: Worldwide Entertainment (2), Priority Records LLC

Details:

Released in: 2000

Language: English

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