be right here, darling, darling Call on me And I'll be right here waiting for you Call on me Whenever you need me Call me, call me Call on me Yes, I'
Übersetzung: Michael Ball. Call On Me.
I'm revvin, I'm tryin not to spill my Merlot Where my girl go, on world tour Ladies I'm back on the street like a mount on a furlow I'm back clubbin,
strain on me That's the reason why I had to put the blame on me I rather have them dollar bills rain on me Then let them haters come and make the name
move on Words ain't free, like you and me I don't mind Why'd you have to be so mean and cruel, The dogs are loose i'm on to you You ball and... Chained
drown the shark Ain't gonna do nothin but piss me off Lid to the can of whoop ass, just twist me off See me leap out, pull the piece out, fuck shootin
m better. Lick my balls, til they are dry, Sorry... come again. Things just ain't the same for Bin Laden, This planet hates me more than Michael Jackson, Hating on
world around my finger with my homies ya'll And everything is obsolete unless I hear my homies call We world wide, were homies across the planet Sticking together like zippers on Michael
m really in another league, babe... I got a slick mouth, you might wanna roll with me,) I'm on her bra strap, she's on my diiiick Ain't nothin' wrong
, tres, cuatro!) They say hola' hovito That's what they sayin when I roll up with my people My music bangin like - them vatos locos got rap in a chokehold And I won't surrender it with, beats by Timbaland Calle
guiding light and help And help me keep my faith when on the run or takin' sliding steps Givin' more than satisfaction Off the Wall like Michael Jackson Excellence of expertise has helped me
phone call, just stop with them harassing threats My envision was them draws and me plottin on having sex Got me trippin, fist in a ball I know something
Ask God please Could you energize? Beam on up To the Enterprise From the inner-city Or the winter-city Where's Mini-mini? Not Mini-me's Only Mini-me'
T-Pain] Yeah I know 'cause she's my wife [Usher] WAIT A MINUTE HOLD ON DOG Nigga ain't no "hold on "back up" You all niggas gonna make me act up I'm out
s better on the other side, you were chosen from the start never gon let you go, [The Game] Whose Michael Jackson? You're Michael Jackson, I'm Michael
of all 'til you ball like this You don't put this type of pimp in your swish Get it we smoking on that poison call it Michael Bivins So if you selling to me
pink Bent', Puttin' mass on the guts, White on white whips, Kunta Kinte on the clutch, You at the bottom of the pole, Totem, Like Lamar Odom, I ball,
m like Jeff Fort, the way I get behind bars Burn CDs with no regard for the stars Come to the grip with conflict diamonds and the arts Back in '94 they call me
