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Silk We Re Calling You

We're callin' you (Hey) We're callin' you, we're callin' you We're callin' you, we're callin' you We're callin' you, we're callin' you We're callin'

! Damn lil' momma you know you fit my standards You?re the type to make me grip that handle Lick shots in the air, bustin' at random While you make it

niggas is forced to do dirt So now you're mad, 'cause I got money and you don't The hustlers win, the busters won't What can I say, you can't come out

! Damn lil' momma you know you fit my standards You?re the type to make me grip that handle Lick shots in the air, bustin' at random While you make it

we're rappin' If it wasn't for the rappin', we'd be mackin' It's a good thing that we're rappin' If it wasn't for the rappin, we'd be mackin' It's a

for the sky They throw bleach in your eye Don't teach you why You be keeping 'em high dipped like an Oreo cookie In cold milk, bold silk gold-filled cap, Wu wear hat Low tilt true Islamic we

ever you want girl yeah you can holler Cause you know I aint stingy with the digits If you thinking you can get it All you giving its your digits If you

official Got you sippin Cristal in crystal You fish you foul so you fell and took your fam witchu I'm out to get you, guaranteed every shell'll hit you

he wants a closer look He gets out his little black telephone book He's calling, calling, calling He's calling, calling, calling He's calling, calling, calling He's calling