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Blackstreet

Genres: Hip-Hop

Call Me (hip Hop Mix) Lyrics - Blackstreet

Blackstreet, JJ 

Come on 

Uh, uh, uh, uh 

Yeah, what what 

 

What's up girlfriend? 

What's up boyfriend? 

Yo meet my girlfriend 

Meet my boyfriend 

This is my girlfriend 

This is my boyfriend 

So what's up girlfriend? 

So what's up boyfriend? 

Yeah you know, uh huh, what's up? 

 

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I can't get her off my back 

Give her a little love she don't know how to act 

She be gettin' mad 'cause I don't want her back 

I didn't know honey gets down like that 

Now girl I gotta watch us pack 

This female is a fatal attract 

Maybe 'cause she got zipper to jack 

She didn't know I puts it down like that 

That's why 

 

Girlfriend on the phone 

Call me all day on the telephone 

Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she ready to bone 

Played me once, won't leave me alone 

 

She keep paging me, calling me, stalking me, hawkin' me 

Followin' me, telling me that she lovin' me 

But my girlfriend said, just handle it 

I can't handle it 

Just handle it 

I can't handle it 

Just handle it 

I can't handle it 

Uh, pick it up JJ one time 

 

I can't get him out of my hair 

Had the boy playin' truth or dare 

Callin' my phone this is where I be 

Boy said, sweetie you're my main squeeze 

It's 2am and he's back again 

Arms on my waist, all in my way 

Boy there must be more spice than this 

 

Boyfriend on the phone 

Call me all day on the telephone 

Blowin' up my beeper 'cause he ready to bone 

Played me once, won't leave me alone 

 

He keep paging me, calling me, stalking me, hawkin' me 

Followin' me, telling me that he's lovin' me 

But my baby said, just handle it 

I can't handle it 

Just handle it 

I can't handle it 

Just handle it 

I can't handle it 

Just handle it 

I can't handle it 

 

Yeah, turn the lights off, it's about to get plenty dark 

You wasn't smart, you started fuckin' Ja with your heart 

If I ripped it apart don't hate me, thank me baby 

If my world was yours it would drive you crazy 

'Cause I love what I do, like fuckin' you hoes and soon 

Talk to your tears until you feel there's something to prove 

And with nothing to lose I can see you being a tease 

You fuckin' with me, just know we fuckin' for free 

 

Yeah I know that you was lost, first bite had you tossed 

E-V-E, caramel skin bitch cost 

And before you stroke the kitty nigga better break off 

Nigga wanna fuckin' run, better shake off 

Show me something, diamonds and the furs ain't nothin' 

Impress me, bless me with a Hummer, think I'm frontin'? 

Big cat with the big gat ready to fuck 

One nutt you done screamin' "damn baby I'm stuck!" 

 

Why in the world would you continue to run my way? 

Got hit once, found out that I don't play 

What the deal mami? 

Who pushed you through the irony of Fuckin' 

And suckin' me, splitin' the coke with me 

 

Yeah you used to have me flippin' 

All your ex-hoes had me bitchin' 

Daddy, I never front, your dick game keep me twitchin' 

(No doubt) How can you deny this freak? 

Shhh no need to speak, just meet me on Blackstreet 

 

Girlfriend on the phone 

Call me all day on the telephone 

Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she ready to bone 

Played me once, won't leave me alone 

 

Boyfriend on the phone 

Call me all day on the telephone 

Blowin' up my beeper 'cause he ready to bone 

Played me once, won't leave me alone 

 

Girlfriend on the phone 

Call me all day on the telephone 

Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she ready to bone 

Played me once, won't leave me alone 

 

Boyfriend on the phone 

Call me all day on the telephone 

Blowin' up my beeper 'cause he ready to bone 

Played me once, won't leave me alone 

 

She/he keep paging me, calling me, stalking me, hawkin' me 

Followin' me, telling me that s/he lovin' me 

But my baby/girlfriend said, just handle it 

I can't handle it 

Just handle it 

I can't handle it 

Just handle it 

I can't handle it 

Just handle it 

I can't handle it 

 

We out 

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