Lil` Zane Callin` Me(feat 112 Lyrics

Callin` Me(feat 112 Lyrics

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]