Lil Wayne – This What I Call Her Lyrics

This What I Call Her

Lil Wayne

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"This What I Call Her." - Lil Wayne

Saturday, 24 October 2026, 09:48 pm

Album: Walk It Off

Track No: 11

Aye, aye Fee, I saw this girl the other day
She gave me her number, right?
You think I should call her?
You better ****
I think I should call her
You better ****
You think I should call her?
You better ****
I should call her
When I call her I'mma be like
I'mma be like, aye
Should I be like darling?
Or should I call her beautiful?
Or something nice, you know?
That sweet shit
Should I just be like bitch?
Like, how about miss, miss, miss?
Okay
Miss Puerto Rican caramel, southern belle
She hotter than a summer day in hell
I'm under her spell, she say her name was Chantel
She say she got a man, I can't tell
Because when we be rocking, we get it popping like a Amstel
Like, right up in the hotel, maybe the stairwell
She blows kisses to my handheld
She's an angel, her name should be Angelle
I'm blessed, I kill her with the rich man smell
She got a wet manhole and your mans fell
Whoa, I slipped in her inkwell
I saw jellyfish and seashells, no further details
I love the smell of a female
And you're one hell of a female
I'm telling you, female, get in the CL
And let it be sweet sailing and late night emailing
Ooh, she feel me
Ooh, Fee, Fee, I think she feel me, ow
Yeah, she feel me
Ooh, Fee, I think, I think she feeling me, man
E.I., I think she digging me, man
I think she feeling me, man
Yeah
Okay
Okay, I called her on a late night, it was late, right?
I was on her ass like some brake lights
But I ain't stop for the red lights
We get it popping 'til the blue and red lights come knocking
Neighbors keep tripping, we keep fucking
Sex revolution, baby, I'm coming
Down the hallway that lead to your stomach
Mami, I'mma keep pumping 'til you scream, "Young Money"
And me and your boyfriend is not the same
I goes down like the stock exchange
And then I bring it up
Excuse me, I drink it up
I leave you soaking wet from your ankle up
Shucks, I'm too much
Fee, I'm too much
Yeah, yeah, haha, I'm too much
Baby girl, you could call me a slut, haha
Yeah, you could call me a slut, baby
I'll be your slut, baby
Yeah, I'm too much
Young Money, motherfucker
We about to rule the world
Well, if not, we about to rule the girls
Alright

Writer(s): Lil Wayne.

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