This What I Call Her Lyrics
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This What I Call Her Lyricsby Lil' Wayne Buy album CD: Other Songs MON - HA (Talking) Lil' Wayne: Aye, Aye Fe I saw this girl the other day she gave me her number right you think I should call her Fe: You betta nigga Lil' Wayne: I think I should call her Fe: you betta nigga Lil' Wayne: You think I should call her Fe: Betta nigga Lil' Wayne: I should call her Fe: betta Lil' Wayne: When I call her imma be like aye or should I be like darling or should I call her beautiful somthin nice ya know that sweet shit or should I be like bitch like..how bout miss, miss, miss ok... Miss. Butter peacan Caramel southernbell She hotter then a summer day in hell Im under her spell she say her name was Shantel she said she gotta man I can't tell Because when we be rockin we get it poppin like an amstel like Rite up in the hotel Maybe the stairwell She blows kisses to my handheld Shes an Angel her name should be Angle Im blessed I kill her with the rich man smell She got a wet man holdin you mans fell Whoa I slipped in the ink well I saw jellyfish and seashells No further details I love the smell of a female and your one hell of a female Im tellin ya female get in the CL and let it be sweet sailin and late night emailin Oh fe she feel me I thinks he feel me she feel me (Chorus) Ok I called her on the late night It was late right i was on her ass like some break lights But I aint stop for the red lights We get it poppin till the blue and red lights come knockin Neighbors keep trippin We keep fuckin Sex revolution baby im comin to the down the hall way that leads to your tummy Mommy Imma keep pumpin to you scream young money And me and your boyfriend not the same I goes down like a stock excahnge and then I bring it up Excuse me I drink it up I leave you soak in wet from your ankle up shucks! (Chorus) Im too much Im too much Baby girl you can call me slut You can call me a slut baby Ill be yo slut baby Im too much Young money muthafucka! We about to rule the world But if not we about to rule the girls (alright)
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