Ika - Callin lyrics

Game face ghetto D Ghetto post dated Still the most misunderstood and the most hated The game is mine ya filthy swine I'm bout to castrate ya Sweat the small stuff, b**h Let the past shape ya Let it frustrate ya, Indica bud breaker Breaker breaker one, I just wanna get the cash paper Rozzamonics trickle down to the obituary If you wanna find me posted up I'm in the blast chamber Yeah I'm pullin' out with the blueberry f** you hippie I just wanna get my dick s**ed Its 2000 i need a new cherry Got you in b**h hysteria doctor dylan bout to fill your script up Ripped up, bout to bring the thunder, so you know it ain't no wonder you went under and your record label 261'd ya Sometimes I sit up at night and look at the sky and wonder why am I so fi with slumpers Why was I a**igned a number Its where I wanna be Its what I wanna be The money callin me Its all I wanna see [2x]