Lil` Zane F- 112 Callin` Me Lyrics

Callin` Me Lyrics

I live the life of a celebrity 

 A made figga way bigger than them other cats you love to see 

 

 spoken Lil Zane (112) 

 (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) 

 Can I talk to you for a minute? 

 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) 

 cmon 

 

 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 im 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 full of wrist bands 

 Got dough and had to switch plans 

 Trouble still don't stop 

 The freeway getting chased by some bad missies 

 wanting all the grab bitches (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 hair 

 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(its 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, say my name(Hey lil Zane!) 

 Calling me, calling me, calling me, say my name!(Hey lil Zane!) 

 

 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 ?? cats more sex to you there 

 Love green millionaires 

 Been all around the world 

 Turned the squares into true players 

 Cheap watched us turn to cardiers 

 Locals turned to gators 

 Point 3's turn to 5 c's all these car keys 

 Jump in the benz hit the ?? bar (this life I live) 

 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 

 Hotels on me shits green tonight 

 C'mon! 

 

 Chorus to fade with variations