Amari's Call
I'm about to quit
And for the first time
I can even shout
I'm in love, so
You're alone sitting home when you got a phone
No groove, only you nothing else to do (who do you call on?)
You call on me
When you're chewing and you're sipping on your Alizé
It's getting late, no date now you wanna play (who do you call on?)
You call on me
Why you wanna be a player, baller, a shot-caller
I got the get-it that'a make you wanna halla
No time for fake ones
Will you players ever learn?
I be the ones that keeps you calling
I got a love that'a keep you falling
Falling, falling for me
Calling, calling on me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I be the one that keeps you calling
I got a love that'a keep you falling
Falling, falling for me (falling)
Calling, calling on me (calling)
Why you lying in your bed with yo magazine (freaky-oh-on-me)
In your mind you start to picture all the freaky scenes (who do you call on?)
You call on me
When you're sipping then you're fit till you had your way
So, whatchu wanna say no bitch can make you feel this way (who do you call on?)
You call on me
Why you wanna be a player, baller, a shot-caller
I got the get-it that'a make you wanna halla
No time for fake ones
Will you players ever learn?
I be the one that keeps you calling (call)
I got a love that'a keep you falling (fall)
Falling, falling for me
Calling, calling on me (calling on me)
I be the one that keeps you calling (nah, you trippin')
I got a love that'a keep you falling
Falling, falling for me
Calling, calling on me
Why you wanna be a player, baller, a shot-caller (what-a-what-wha-wha-a)
I got the get-it that'a make you wanna halla (yes, ypu gotta help me out on this one)
No time for fake ones (oh man, I got this girl trippin' on shoe)
Will you players ever learn?
Ma, I'm not a player, I just flirt a lot
I'm country thick to myself, I know I messed up a lot (I know)
But you can't deny the fact that I did a lot for you and I, baby girl, don't act like you forgot
When you were broke I was putting the bacon on the table
If it wasn't for me, you'd probably be doing the same hustle
Mami, forget the past
And start from scratch
Matter of fact, these other girls just love me for my raps, so come on
Never change your ways
'Cause I'm tired of playing your games, uh-oh (insecure as shit, oh man)
Player, player, player (it's great in the area, oh)
Why you wanna be a player, baller, a shot-caller
I got the get-it that'a make you wanna halla
No time for fake ones (ah, hahaha)
Will you players ever learn? (I'm not a player, stop that, man)
I be the one that keeps you calling (I don't play you, girl)
I got a love that'a keep you falling (it's great in the area)
Falling, falling for me (wa, wa)
Calling, calling on me (yes, ah)
I be the one that keeps you calling (calling, calling on me)
I got a love that'a keep you falling (ah yes, uh-huh)
Falling, falling for me (coast life)
Calling, calling on me (clear why to fullest ending)
I be the one that keeps you calling
Got a love that'a keep falling (ah-hah, well I'm easy, ah-hah)
I say wha? (now is)
Uh, uh, wa, wa, yeah, yeah, yeah, ah, come on
Dr. Mad
And for the first time
I can even shout
I'm in love, so
You're alone sitting home when you got a phone
No groove, only you nothing else to do (who do you call on?)
You call on me
When you're chewing and you're sipping on your Alizé
It's getting late, no date now you wanna play (who do you call on?)
You call on me
Why you wanna be a player, baller, a shot-caller
I got the get-it that'a make you wanna halla
No time for fake ones
Will you players ever learn?
I be the ones that keeps you calling
I got a love that'a keep you falling
Falling, falling for me
Calling, calling on me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I be the one that keeps you calling
I got a love that'a keep you falling
Falling, falling for me (falling)
Calling, calling on me (calling)
Why you lying in your bed with yo magazine (freaky-oh-on-me)
In your mind you start to picture all the freaky scenes (who do you call on?)
You call on me
When you're sipping then you're fit till you had your way
So, whatchu wanna say no bitch can make you feel this way (who do you call on?)
You call on me
Why you wanna be a player, baller, a shot-caller
I got the get-it that'a make you wanna halla
No time for fake ones
Will you players ever learn?
I be the one that keeps you calling (call)
I got a love that'a keep you falling (fall)
Falling, falling for me
Calling, calling on me (calling on me)
I be the one that keeps you calling (nah, you trippin')
I got a love that'a keep you falling
Falling, falling for me
Calling, calling on me
Why you wanna be a player, baller, a shot-caller (what-a-what-wha-wha-a)
I got the get-it that'a make you wanna halla (yes, ypu gotta help me out on this one)
No time for fake ones (oh man, I got this girl trippin' on shoe)
Will you players ever learn?
Ma, I'm not a player, I just flirt a lot
I'm country thick to myself, I know I messed up a lot (I know)
But you can't deny the fact that I did a lot for you and I, baby girl, don't act like you forgot
When you were broke I was putting the bacon on the table
If it wasn't for me, you'd probably be doing the same hustle
Mami, forget the past
And start from scratch
Matter of fact, these other girls just love me for my raps, so come on
Never change your ways
'Cause I'm tired of playing your games, uh-oh (insecure as shit, oh man)
Player, player, player (it's great in the area, oh)
Why you wanna be a player, baller, a shot-caller
I got the get-it that'a make you wanna halla
No time for fake ones (ah, hahaha)
Will you players ever learn? (I'm not a player, stop that, man)
I be the one that keeps you calling (I don't play you, girl)
I got a love that'a keep you falling (it's great in the area)
Falling, falling for me (wa, wa)
Calling, calling on me (yes, ah)
I be the one that keeps you calling (calling, calling on me)
I got a love that'a keep you falling (ah yes, uh-huh)
Falling, falling for me (coast life)
Calling, calling on me (clear why to fullest ending)
I be the one that keeps you calling
Got a love that'a keep falling (ah-hah, well I'm easy, ah-hah)
I say wha? (now is)
Uh, uh, wa, wa, yeah, yeah, yeah, ah, come on
Dr. Mad
Credits
Writer(s): Mahdi Saoula
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