Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dem Callin', artist - Playboi Carti. Date of issue: 29.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dem Callin' |
| What the fuck is she talkin' about, nigga? |
| It’s Cash Carti, nigga, I spend bands on err' |
| Damn my life the shit, damn your life a bitch |
| Hope, that’s not your bitch, yeah, swear she be on dick, yeah |
| She be with the shits, yeah, they be with the shits, yeah |
| All these hoes up in my trap, man I just take a pic, yeah |
| Ballin' like my middle name Spalding |
| She know I’m ballin', that’s why all these hoes callin' |
| They just wanna fuck me for my cash, fuck me for my racks |
| Bend the bitch back, she gon' give me that |
| I’m in Toronto fuckin' bitches I just met |
| Bitches I just met, aye, we blowin' gas |
| Blowin' dank Cali, bought my hoe some Bally |
| Only shrimp and salad, only 'bout that salad |
| I don’t know what you see in me |
| I’m too slumped off this lean and green |
| That’s why I got bitches callin' |
| That’s why I got bitches callin' |
| I don’t know what you see in me |
| I’m too drunk off this Hennessy |
| That’s why all them bitches callin' |
| That’s why I got your bitch callin' |
| She callin' my phone |
| Give me FaceTime, no iPhone |
| Wrap around my python |
| Fuck me with the lights on, to my song |
| Rum-b-b-bum all night long |
| You be playin' games too much |
| See me, I don’t say too much |
| Good weed and I’m satisfied |
| And them thighs and I’m satisfied |
| Call me like ring ring |
| Devil of a ting on my ding-ling |
| Rub on the thong-thong-thong |
| She love me long-long-long |
| Holy hell, babes just wanna Ramriddlz and chill |
| Give her holy wood in hell |
| Give her hell in the city of angels |
| Eating good, call me Uncle Phil |
| She catch a still, and now she catchin' feels |
| Poppin' pills for the way it feels |
| Beat the box up like ding ding ding |
| Then it’s bye bye bye like NSYNC |
| I don’t know what you see in me |
| I’m too slumped off this lean and green |
| That’s why I got bitches callin' |
| That’s why I got bitches callin' |
| I don’t know what you see in me |
| I’m too drunk off this Hennessy |
| That’s why all them bitches callin' |
| That’s why all them bitches callin' |
| Every time I pick a fit, she just take a pic |
| Every time I’m off the 5th I just dick a bitch |
| I’m in ATL, cuttin' peaches I just picked |
| Everyting halal so no pepperoni nips |
| I got a Guata-thotta-malan callin' |
| Guacamole, jalapeño body |
| She just wanna party with Riddlz and Carti |
| Said her name’s Sally, say she from the Valley |
| We breakin' backs, break her back in Cali |
| I don’t know what you see in me |
| But I’m crushin' on that punani |
| That’s why I got bitches callin' |
| That’s why I got bitches callin' |
| I don’t know what you see in me |
| But I’m crushin' on that punani |
| That’s why all them bitches callin' |
| That’s why I got your bitch callin' |