Lyrics Born - Calling Out (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Lyrics Born] Well if you must to do a remix, this is the way it's got to be done. Lyrics Born, E-40, Casual baby. Oooh! [Hook: Lyrics Born] {x4} Callin' out to all area crew We 'gon make this sh** happen right here right now [Verse One: E-40] I pimp my pen corners, I get high like a rocket Me and my friends we off the gin and you can't stop it I can't call it, I guess I'm just a ballaholic mayne Ridin' on propellers, custom coated candy paint My speakers [?] I pull rank Fat bank take little bank Haters want to see the 40 Water's ship sank I'ma ride the wave and stay paid and get laid [?] cradle to the grave If this was a pack of playing cards I'd be a spade Stick to the script like a big ol' gumbo pot on my stove But I ain't cookin' no [?] stew, I'm cookin' my yo yo Fo' sho' tho' Watering my gra** and make it grow tho' Never changing my clothes, livin' like a hobo 24-7 and mo' Stand on my p's and my toes Standing in front of the sto' Drinkin' malt liquor 4-0's Tryin' to shine like a diamond and glow Servin' my package of [?] Smokin' and coughin' and chokin', puffin' on purple [Hook] [Verse Two: Casual] Now let me hop up on this one and get acclimated We come together how the Wonder Twins activated Happily livin' and we gettin' money calculated Rappers, I cut 'em up, leave 'em faded and decapitated I don't need no ridiculous doe, you cats tickle me so I'm kickin' this flow so n***as will know Casual wear a suit to confuse the cops And bring the gun shots to your beautiful blocks Better stay in your cubicle hops Don't give up your day Cats better remember I'm not new to this partna Sippin' on this brew and this vodka Baby girl fly like a stewardess, knock her Oooh Cause the way she jockin' I don't want her She hopped on the gators like the Crocodile Hunter The Bay Area, weight carriers will break barriers Cas', Lyrics Born and 40 [Hook] [Verse Three: Lyrics Born] Freedom's what I need when I get to flowin' Better ease up son 'bout to scuff my [?] With my feet up on the sofa with my tenderoni Beat up is really how your sh** is lookin' homie A plus is the grade that they puffin' on You better pay up, when you see me at your window knockin' Raise up in this function Let me ask y'all somethin' Straight up, is the Bay up in this motherf**er? (Hell yeah!) Whoo ha, that's what all my women sayin' Whoo ha, even women in they middle ages [?], wild child at your dinner table Whoo ha, [?] Who dat? L.B., Cas' and Forty Water Baby true dat, hope we never make a song together It's too bad, all y'all gon' have to up the offer Who wack? Cause you can't face the [?] daughter [Hook] People are you ready? Let's start the show Let's start the show Don't worry about the present day They can't stop the...