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Artist:lil zane
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Album:Various songs / Unsorted
Track:Callin me f 112
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
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Views:596
 
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
 
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