Lil Zane Callin Me F 112 Lyrics

Callin Me F 112 Lyrics

I live the life of a celebrity  

 A made nigga 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!" 

 see what I mean?  

 (so crazy life's so, crazy)  

  

 I live the life of a celebrity  

 I made nigga 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 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 autograph 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 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 gets 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 gets 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 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