Call me, when you're home and all alone gurl, Call me, any minute any hour Call me; you can reach me on the cellular Call me; you can beep me on the beeper Ahh baby yeah baby yeah yeah yeah yeah Oow oow oow Its a been long time since I saw you and I'm

I said I'm sorry I say I'm sorry Why don't you write me Call me on the phone Send Western Union You can find me home You know I bled you Led you on a lie You say I fooled you

I sit and cry and sing the blues Oh, no one to depend on Oh, I've got no one to have fun with Since my baby's love had been done with Well, I don't know what to do Well, no one to call me sweet names And my heart is filled with pain Oh, I only think of

'Cause I be going on 'em, Oh they couldn't stop if they wanted to That's why they call me I'm the energized PlayBoy bunny, I keep going and going And you know it, that's why they call me Please let me know, if you really want mo' I can take it to the

Take it out on me And put your lips on mine Let me take his wrong And make it right this time Yeah, you can just come over You ain't gotta call You always got a shoulder anytime it all goes bad When you're 'bout to break When you're mad as hell

See the photograph on an empty wall Pictures of a life I can't call my own I need a love that won't do me wrong Waiting for the sound of a false alarm The pictures all that I know See the photograph Are the pictures real? Wake me up from the long way

I clap a nigga like patty cake I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air My whip from Germany, I'm cooler that LL I'm swaggin', I got flavor, I got sauce, call me Ragu I love my baby girl pussy bald, call her Caillou Sniper Gang Eh, I like this lil'

Bird dog working hard, giving them blue lights away hey Drivin’ all night, drivin’ all night, drivin’ all night Just to hold you for a day Drivin’ all night, drivin’ all night Drivin’ like a bat outta hell Cheap motel’s calling my name No way I’m

Mayday, mayday This is an emergency You've gotta let me leave I'm laying here, inches away Mayday, mayday (you are overbearing, I'm not in love but I don't wanna tell you) But you can't hear me call mayday, yeah, yeah You are overbearing, I'm not in love

Ellas son fieles Ellas son santas Ellas son buenas, perdonan calladas No hacen escenas No piden nada Yo no te podría complacer No soy ese tipo de mujer Yo no soy el tipo de mujer Con quien tu mamá me quiere ver