Booty Call (Remix) lyrics
by RJ Lamont
7, 8, 9 guns right where yo crib at
b*tch it's Sxuuly Baby, where my bib at?
Yo' b*tch call me Urkel 'cause I did that
It do not take much to be elite, sir
Ballin' on this b*tch like Bjelica
It cost like $200 for some pizza
If you a bad b*tch then I might-
.44 Bulldog take your f*ckin' jaw off-
You be wit' that chopped b*tch
I be cruisin' down a n*gga block with the chop-sticks (n*gga)
All my old friends they be on some opp sh*t (n*gga)
Cut that b*tch off 'cause she on some cop sh*t (n*gga)
He weren't ready for them shots, yeah that's a pop quiz (n*gga)
Bad ass b*tch from BK, bring her to the TK
Make sure the opps decay, you are not E.B.K, b*tch
Yeah, I kickеd her out the Tes', shе wrote a essay, b*tch
Yeah, with my Cuban killers, that's my eses, b*tch
Yeah, I'm poopin' on these n*ggas, you ain't sh*ttin' on me (n*gga)
With this checkbook get you killed, I'm a Shinigami (n*gga)
Made a jacket out the green, like I'm in the army (n*gga)
Please don't get too c*cky (n*gga)
SRT red car key (n*gga)
Got a walkie-talkie, stand on money, "10-4!"
What you broke ass boys gotta pretend for?
You will get shot in my hood
I am the King of my hood
You will get shot in yo' hood
I am the King of yo' hood
Used to ride inside that Cooper Works, that lil' engine that could
Now I'm liftin' up the hood, and I put inside my goods
That's that Tesla Model S
I'm gon' cop that Tesla Model X
n*gga shoulda' spent more on that vest
That b*tch rockin' Hot Model Sex
Used to wanna f*ck Janelle, now it's f*ck Janelle, I'm like, "I don't give a f*ck Janelle-"
Send you hollows in the mail
n*ggas act like Yeat the first n*gga to use a bell
We got n*ggas scared of losing limbs if they gon' tell
Skete got n*ggas scared to let they girl do SNL
We like Katniss Everdeen up in that Quarter Quell
Kicked that Catholic b*tch out, she told me, "Go to hell!"