Too $hort (too Short) - Call Me lyrics

[Hook] When you need some one to talk to Someone to f** you, call me Satisfaction guaranteed Just call me, I'll give you what you need [Verse 1: Too $hort] My plane touches down at eleven forty-five I'm coming through, want you, bout to show you why I got the game from the pimps and players You gonna feel me, baby when I get there I'm a give you what you want so I could get what I need We could get hella freaky while we smoke some weed We don't need champagne, f** the gin and juice These n***a's know what $hort Dawg and Lil' Kim can do Imagination is a understatement Anything you can think of we could make it Big money hit records, watch us get reckless We bu*t-naked, we never s**less And when I get there, you know it's time to f** Cause all night long ain't long enough To come up, it's just us You wanna know something it's a big dick tight p**y thang Make us both cum [Hook] [Verse 2: Lil' Kim] Everybody know the Queen getting down and dirty Drive you crazy like a 730, it ain't a secret Rumors they could keep it You know there's only one ghetto Queen with a guillotine Real b**h that carry gats by the spleen, na mean Some b**h is on the other line, answer that If it's a booty call, cancel that You want pure satisfaction, I'mma handle that All I need is a candle and a p**no channel Lubricate the top, now I'm starting to sweat Peel my Gucci sheets back so they don't get wet, now check it Adjust your phone volume, Lil' Kim is shore ta bring the nuts out ya Imagine me s**ing blood out ya Like a hickey, I love the phone quickie I slip myself a mickey, now that's the proper set off You could reach out and touch me MCI style Kim and $hort f**ing Cali Bedstuy style Tell me what you want, I'll tell you what I need You could f** me til I bleed, oh $hort I'm bout to OG [Hook x2] [Verse 3] [Too $hort] You say it's cool to f** baby, just open up [Lil' Kim] Well since you showed up, what's the hold up [Too $hort] The blunts ain't rolled up, let's mix s** with the weed smell [Lil' Kim] Then ride me n***a like you do them V-12's I'll be your SLK and you can drop my top [Too $hort] And I'll be all up in the co*k from midnight to six o'clock The way you s** dick you off the heez-ay [Lil' Kim] Get off your kneez-ay, they say you are what you eat baby [Too $hort] This ain't no 69 it's more like a 138 Everytime we have s** it's like watching dirty tapes You're my personal, private p**no star You wanna see us f**, buy the tape at the corner store Queen Bee getting stung by Too $heezee I'm smoking indo, buzzing with the breezee I'll teach you all about the n***a's from the O-A-K We take the money and the p**y cause we sho' don't play And I like it [Hook]