Chris Brown – Call Your Name (feat. Sexyy Red & GloRilla)

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Call Your Name

Chris Brown (feat. Sexyy Red & GloRilla)

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"Call Your Name." - Chris Brown (feat. Sexyy Red & GloRilla)

Sunday, 28 June 2026, 05:29 pm

Album: BROWN (The Chocolate Edition)

Track No: 17

Home is where I wanna be
Out here catchin' Z-Z-Z's, dollars all I see, see, see
Boxes to the ceilin', dangerous
Water like the beach in St. Tropez
Love is layin' under me
You know what I nee-ee-eed, all up in betwee-ee-een
Whisper in my ear, your words are safe
Love the way you still don't play no games

You still spin the block for me
You check every box for me
Niggas talk a lot, but you run it up
Ooh, it's the type for me
I'd be proud to call your name (Ooh)
Call your name (Call your name, ooh, ooh)
I'd be proud to call your name (Ooh)
Call your name (Call your name, ooh)
Yeah (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
You know you can call me whenever, big daddy (It's Sexyy)

It's your favorite trapper rapper, but you knew that shit (It's Sexyy)
He be screamin' my name, I-I know this coochie hit (Good)
That's my favorite nigga, I-I'm his favorite bitch (A truth)
He check every box, and I check all of his (What's up?)
We a perfect match, baby, yeah, you my lil' shit (Yeah)
I-I ain't playin' 'bout my nigga, I split a bitch (Baow)
A-anytime we get together, we gon' do it big (You know that)
Say my name, daddy, yeah, I'm tryna have your kids (Do your thing)
(Yeah, yeah, it's Sexyy)
Rapper bitch fucked up 'bout this singin'-ass nigga, on gang (Ooh-ooh)
The whole world know big Sexyy, but I like when he call me Janae (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I like when you call my name (Ooh-ooh, Sexyy)
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up, Sexyy)
GloRilla, call my name (Ooh)

Woo, yeah, baby, call my name (Sexyy)
Just don't call me Yadavi
I ain't nothin' like these hoes with they high-ass mileages
I'm a real boss, let a nigga know I'm 'bout my biz'
If I let you in this pussy, fuck me 'til you outta dick
I be talkin' shit 'cause these niggas love everything I say
If he don't eat pussy, how the fuck mine end up on his face?
I know you got a good bitch, but come and kee-kee where it's great
Gon' and kiss her ass for now, and eat mine later on today
Big Cha-nay-nay bags, bitches just ain't seein' shit my way
Bitches make me mad, but then again, they mama made mistakes
50K in cash, I'm 'bout to go spreein' in LA
Gotta show my ass, ain't no way I'm havin' all this cake, ooh
It must be somethin' 'bout a thick redbone
With a couple hit songs to make that dick stand long (Ugh)
It must be somethin' 'bout a bitch like me
To make a nigga like you wanna call me (On gang, gang, gang)

I'd be proud to call your name (Ooh)
Call your name (Call your name, ooh, ooh)
I'd be proud to call your name (Ooh)
Call your name (Call your name, ooh)
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)

Writer(s): Chris Brown, Sexyy Red, GloRilla.

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