Too Short & Lil' Kim Call Me Lyrics

(kim): hello?
(short): its too short baby wassup
(kim): hhmmm mmmm, you tell me
(short): s___, Im comin out that way tonight, Im tryin ta get with you
(kim): oh, really?
(short): wassup, yeah
(kim): you know I waited a long time for this
(short): well look, as soon as I get there ima call you aight?
(kim): bring me what I need?
(short): yeah (call me, just call me)

(chorus)
When you need some one to talk to, someone to f___ you (call me)
Satisfaction guaranteed, (just call me) Ill give you what you need (x2)

(short)
My plane touches down at eleven forty-five
Im comin thru, want you bout to show you why
I got the game from the pimps and players
You goin feel me, baby when I get there
Im a give you what you want so I could get what I need
We could get hella freaky while we smoke some weed
We dont need champagne, f___ the gin and juice
These n____s know what short dawg and lil kim can do
Imagination is a understatement
Anything you can think of we could make it
Big money hit records
Watch us get reckless
We b___-naked, we never s__less
And when I get there, you know its time to f___
Cuz all night long aint long enough ta come up
Its just us
Ya wanna know sumthin its a big d___ tight p____ thang
Make us both c__

(chorus)

(kim)
Everybody know the queen gettin down and dirty
Drive you crazy like a 730
It aint a secret
Rumors they could keep it
You know theres only one ghetto queen with a guillotine
Real b____ that carry gats by the spleen
Na mean?
Some b____ is on the other line, answer that
If its a booty call cancel that
You want pure satisfaction ima handle that
All I need is a candle and the p___o channel
Lubricate the top, now Im startin to sweat
Peel my gucci sheets back so they dont get wet
Now check it
Adjust ya phone volume lil kim is shore ta bring the nuts out ya
Imagine me suckin blood out ya
Like a hickey, I love the phone quickie
I slip myself a mickey, now thats the proper set off
You could reach out and touch me mci style
Kim and short f___in cali bed sty style
Tell me what you want, Ill tell you what I need
You could f___ me til I bleed
Oh short Im bout ta og
(and I like it)

(chorus x2)

Short: you say its cool ta f___ baby jes open up
Kim: well since you showed up whats the hold up?
Short: the blunts aint rolled up,
Lets mix s__ with the weed smell
Kim: then ride me n____ like you do them v-12s
Ill be yo slk and you can drop my top
Short: and Ill be all up in the c___ from midnight to six oclock
The way you suck d___ you off the heez-ay
Kim: get off yer kneez-ay, they say you are what you eat baby
Short: this aint no 69 its more like a 138, everytime we have s__ its
Like watchin dirty tapes, yer my personal, private p___o star
Ya wanna see us f___ buy the tape at the corner store
Queen bee gettin stung by too sheezee
Im smokin indo, buzzin with the breezee
Ill teach you all about the n____s from the o-a-k
We take the money and the p____ cuz we sho dont play
(and I like it)

(chorus x2)

(laughing)
(kim): hhmmmm
(short): and Im lovin it
(kim):how much?
(short): how much?
(kim): yeah
(short): its like this every time
(kim): I know your good
Mmmmmmm
(short):my d___...in your....
(kim): is that what you wanna talk about
(short): some of this gonna make it on to the record
(kim): talk to me

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