Текст (слова) песни: Doomsday Productions - 40`s Callin

Yeah, I heard you callin me, tonight, it`s gon` be me and you
You know, I just can`t wait,
to wrap my lips around you, yeah, you know how we do it

(Eklipse)
It ain`t nothin but an everyday thang for Eklipse
A lil` forty-ounce love
A sweet chick, tryna` tighten up my grip to fit
But cottonmouth got me trippin and I`m `bout to have a fit and split
But I can hear it in the distance (callin)
And I just can`t resist this
Pitcher me a case of the funky malt liquor
I figure, beer belly and drinkin and my belly`s steady gettin bigger
But my realas, love when we get a case
So they can trip when they get a little bitty taste
Of the crisp and cold and golden
Fo` sho` I gotta get my 4-0, I follow my nose and
Rollin to the liquor store to decide
What kinda forty I`ma get to keep my satisfied
Grab one, it`s time to kick it in my city
Ain`t no stallin, `cause you know the 40`s callin

(Hook)
The 40`s callin for me, I can hear it callin
The 40`s callin for me, I can hear it callin me
The 40`s callin for me
The 40`s callin for me

(Pit)
Chokin for smokin can give you cottonmouth
Chill before you blaze up another, take some time out
Go get you a 40, captizin
Let me give a toast for every real loc,
that I know and don`t know, drinkin a 4-0
I`m a capital M, A-L-T liquor drinker
With a pack a Jolly Ranchers case my breath start stinkin
Yeah I kicks it like this, I kicks it like that y`all
But ain`t no real kickin it unless the 40`s involved
Whatever`s clever, sky`s the limit, yeah I`m feelin my fluid
My homie yellin in the bathroom, drinkin the toilet
Music bumpin, hoochies laughin, yeah we kick it since Sicx style
And I`m feelin proud about the park in a lil` while
But first let the Pit head to the fridge
Oh no, ain`t no mo`, gotta head to the sto`
Twelve 40`s ain`t enough, the way this parties pacin
So me and Platinum be back with `bout 12 cases

(Hook)

(Playboy 7)
Fifthteenth of the month
It`s just another case when we drink a case, one after one
But sometimes when I`m busy I can`t hear it
Sometimes when I`m workin I can`t hear it
But when I do it true it sounds like this
`Playboy, twist me off and give me a kiss`
And I oblige, even though I don`t drink it for the taste
I reminisce when I done drink 40`s and ??? from ???
And occasionally y`all, we all done went overboard
Heard twirlin and `erlin and prayin to the Lord
It ain`t that 40 that did it, it`s your lack of restraint
So if you can`t hold yo` liquor fool, then you shouldn`t drank
Some people get full and trip (I don`t)
Some people get full and make babies (I see)
Some people get full and slip (I won`t)
Some G`s get full and mack ladies (and that`s me)

(Hook)

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