Call Your Name (feat. Sexyy Red & GloRilla)

Call Your Name (feat. Sexyy Red & GloRilla) lyrics

AlbumBROWN
Year2026
Original languageEnglish
Views3.2K
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Original lyrics

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Home is where I wanna be Out here catchin' Z-Z-Z's, dollars all I see, see, see Boxes to the ceiling, dangerous Water like the beach in Saint-Tropez Love is layin' under me You know what I need, all up in between 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 top for me I'd be proud to call your name Call your name (call your name) I'd be proud to call your name Call your name (call your name) 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 know this coochie hit (duh) That's my favorite nigga, I'm his favorite bitch (on God) He check every box and I check all of his (what's up?) We a perfect match, baby, yeah, you my lil shit (yup) I ain't playin' 'bout my nigga, I'll split a bitch (baow) Anytime we get together, we gon' do it big (you know that) Say my name, daddy, yeah, I'm tryna have your kids (northside, 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 (woo) Yeah, baby, call my name (Sexyy), just don't call me out of it 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 till you out of 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 kiki where it's great Go'n and kiss her ass for now and eat mine later on today Big Chanaynay bags, bitches just ain't seein' shit my way Bitches made 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, hoo It must be somethin' 'bout a thick redbone With a couple hit songs that make that dick stand long (huh) It must be somethin' 'bout a bitch like me That make a nigga like you wanna call on me (on gang, gang, gang) I'd be proud to call your name Call your name (call your name) I'd be proud to call your name Call your name (call your name) (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)