Drake – Calling For You (feat. 21 Savage) Lyrics

Drake – Calling For You (feat. 21 Savage) Lyrics
Calling For You
Drake (feat. 21 Savage)
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    "Calling For You." - Drake (feat. 21 Savage)

    Album: For All The Dogs Scary Hours Edition
    Track No: 03
    Grrt
    I was in the club 'fore she even had it
    She was twenty-one, I don't see a savage
    She wanna be the one, she know I'm comin' static
    She wanna hold the gun, if you want it, you can have it
    Shawty still young, so she don't know the classics
    I see her body, one-of-one, yeah
    I see her body, one-of-one
    Get to the crib, make you cum
    Pussy sweet, call you my honeybun (Tss)
    I know your **** was a bum
    Fuck on the crodie, have some fun
    Girl, I'm the king of my city, I'm the one (Tss)
    Swear you can have me, you really one-of-one (Tss)
    How you so nasty? You really one-of-one (Tss)
    How you so flashy? You really one-of-one (Tss)
    Out in Miami, you still a one-of-one (Tss)
    I wanna beat on the pussy till the sun come up
    You fucked on a **** I see as my son, so what?
    Yeah, I was in the club, but I was in the cut
    Had liquor in my cup, had passion in my cup
    And Addy in my system, see a opp, I'ma hit 'em up
    Yeah, he gon' be a victim, I was tryna dance with the bitch
    Couldn't keep my hands off her hips
    Know she spent some bands on her fit
    Know I told you that she really one-on-one
    Cro', yeah, she advanced with the shit
    And I got a chance with the bitch
    Loverboy, romance with the bitch
    Couldn't even put my mans on a bitch
    Like, damn
    Callin', callin' for you
    I'm callin' you, callin' for you
    Callin' for you
    Need you to guide my eyes, feel it on me
    Needin' you to hold me
    Till the inevitable
    It was on my mind, felt it on me
    Ah, he lied to me
    Yo, he lied to me
    Like I didn't give a fuck that we sat in economy
    I gave a fuck 'cause he said the economy was full
    It was not full
    He said, "Economy was—"
    He said, "There was no first class, so we're sitting in economy"
    I get up on that plane
    I see so many seats there in first class
    Twelve, there's twelve, fourteen seats
    Bruh
    I sat in the back of the plane
    Fucking crazy
    And then, I go on that wack-ass vacation
    The chef is feeding us the same meal every day like I was like in jail still or something
    I'm like, "Why are we eating jerk chicken and oxtail every single day, can we switch it up?"
    No, the oxtail was fire though, but can we switch it up?
    I can't eat that shit every day, what?
    And then you proceed to go through my phone
    You wanted to cry
    You were lookin' for something
    That's on you, it's on you
    Sorry for your loss
    Whoa, whoa
    Fuck **** wanna get fired on (21)
    Starch a **** up, put the iron on him (21)
    Fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah
    Fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah
    Plenty **** dyin' over that way (Yeah)
    Quick to leave a opp in the ashtray (Pussy)
    Keep a 19 like I'm Mac Dre (21)
    Make a **** mama have a bad day (21)
    21 gang 4L, these **** gon' tell
    I ain't goin' back and forth on deals (On God)
    I ain't goin' back and forth, send shells (On God)
    I ain't goin' back and forth, ****, spin (Fah)
    Put a college bitch in a Benz (21)
    Put her in the Benz, no note (21)
    Hit 'em from the car, no scope (21)
    We don't never tie, we score (On God)
    She suck on my neck like she Dracula (Yeah)
    Hit from the back, I might tackle her (Yeah)
    Don't ask 'bout my opps 'cause we smackin' 'em (Yeah)
    Fuck my opps, they haters (Pussy)
    Fuck my opps, they hoes (Pussy)
    The bitches that come around suck dick and don't pull they phone out, dem ones pros (On God)
    Bitch, if you love me, then spoil me (21)
    I treat the rap game like a toilet (On God)
    All of my kids get left in her mouth, she say she don't believe in abortions (21)
    Oh, you ain't got you a boyfriend? (21)
    I see he be on his dork shit (21)
    Nah, I ain't judgin', but they in the nosebleeds
    You know I be on my court shit (Facts)

    Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham, S. Bin Abraham-Joseph, M. McCollum, Noah "40" Shebib, T. Flores, C. Small, J. Milfort, Gentuar Memishi, R. Cypriano, D. Graue & F. Leblanc.

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