Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Had to Call, artist - Twista. Date of issue: 02.10.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Had to Call |
| And I just had to call ya; |
| I know somethin there for you and me |
| Open up the door and you will see |
| I just had to call ya; |
| if it’s cool, girl I’m comin through |
| I got a couple things that we can do |
| I just had to call ya |
| Big T and I’m from Chicago |
| You know I gotta represent the city doe |
| A nigga fin' to shoot a new video |
| So I’m fin' to take a trip out to Cali yo |
| Took a flight, ten of us in a group |
| Hit the West coast, now I’m fuckin with Snoop |
| Told a few hoes to come up to the shoot |
| And she was lookin so cold pullin up in the Coupe |
| Pretty skin tone, a nigga got y’all |
| Soon as I took a look at them big brown eyes |
| Fat ass, my dick got hard |
| Soon as I took a look at the big brown thighs |
| Too sassy, bet you doin nasty |
| And I can tell it when I’m lookin at the way you walk |
| Thick lips, ready for suckin |
| And a nigga wanna fuck you when I listen to the way you talk |
| I’mma do it like this when I drop at you |
| Let you know that I’m the Twist' when I pop at you |
| Comin at you in the Mission Impossible |
| Let’s go to Roscoe’s Chicken and Waffles |
| Then as soon as we leave we gon' have to go and get naughty |
| Then when I come back (hello?) Whassup shawty? |
| Had to call you. |
| comin through. |
| Me and you. |
| I had to holla. |
| I’m 'bout to shoot through there right now, dig |
| Girl hook up the phone, pick it up quick |
| It’s Snoop Dogg, you know you gotta get wit |
| The game that I spit, the way that I rip |
| Let’s, go and do, this |
| Ride, ride, slip and slide |
| I’m comin by, let a nigga inside |
| What we gon' do, it’s all upon you |
| What I say, what it do? |
| Do — no not you, you know I got to |
| And if you got me, then I got you |
| I’m a player, youse a player |
| We some players, so we should play a |
| Game, do yo' thang |
| Ain’t it mayne, turn the lights off |
| Hit the right spot |
| Make me feel how I wanna feel |
| But it can’t happen if you ain’t real |
| Don’t, you, play with me |
| Come and spend, the day with me |
| Everything is everything |
| Mirror mirror on the wall |
| Who’s the dopest of 'em all |
| Gots to be Big Snoop Dogg |
| So pick up the phone and answer my call |
| How, long, has it been |
| Since you had that thang up in |
| They say Dogg you walk it too much |
| And you may think I’m talkin too much |
| But then again I reminisce |
| I miss that hug, I miss that kiss |
| I miss that love |
| Really cuz, I miss that bitch |
| And I love it when you hit that switch |
| Shorty tell me how you get that thick |
| Where the fuck did you get that fit |
| Come and fire the 'dro up let me hit that shit |
| That’s right — had a nigga feelin so good |
| That when I had went home |
| I was thinkin 'bout you so hard |
| That I couldn’t help but to pick up the phone |
| And I just had to call ya; |
| I’m lovin how you look and how you smell |
| And you got a ass fat as hell |
| I just had to call ya; |
| girl I’m lovin what you do to me |
| You break me off and then put me to sleep |
| I just had to call ya; |
| I got a couple things that we can do |
| Just let me know if I can come through |
| I just had to call ya; |
| cause you got a bomb on the 'dro |
| And you got some good deep throat |