
letra de dem callin’ - playboi carti
oh my god, ramriddlz and cash carti
what the f-ck is she talkin’ about, n-gga?
it’s cash carti, n-gga, i spend bands on err’
d-mn my life the sh-t, d-mn your life a b-tch
hope, that’s not your b-tch, yeah, swear she be on d-ck, yeah
she be with the sh-ts, yeah, they be with the sh-ts, yeah
all these hoes up in my trap, man i just take a pic, yeah
ballin’ like my middle name spalding
she know i’m ballin’, that’s why all these hoes callin’
they just wanna f-ck me for my cash, f-ck me for my racks
bend the b-tch back, she gon’ give me that
i’m in toronto f-ckin’ b-tches i just met
b-tches i just met, aye, we blowin’ gas
blowin’ dank cali, bought my hoe some bally
only shrimp and salad, only ’bout that salad
i don’t know what you see in me
i’m too slumped off this lean and green
that’s why i got b-tches callin’
that’s why i got b-tches callin’
i don’t know what you see in me
i’m too drunk off this hennessy
that’s why all them b-tches callin’
that’s why i got your b-tch callin’
she callin’ my phone
give me facetime, no iphone
wrap around my python
f-ck me with the lights on, to my song
rum-b-b-bum all night long
you be playin’ games too much
see me, i don’t say too much
good weed and i’m satisfied
and them thighs and i’m satisfied
call me like ring ring
devil of a ting on my ding-ling
rub on the thong-thong-thong
she love me long-long-long
holy h-ll, babes just wanna ramriddlz and chill
give her holy wood in h-ll
give her h-ll in the city of angels
eating good, call me uncle phil
she catch a still, and now she catchin’ feels
poppin’ pills for the way it feels
beat the box up like ding ding ding
then it’s bye bye bye like nsync
i don’t know what you see in me
i’m too slumped off this lean and green
that’s why i got b-tches callin’
that’s why i got b-tches callin’
i don’t know what you see in me
i’m too drunk off this hennessy
that’s why all them b-tches callin’
that’s why all them b-tches callin’
every time i pick a fit, she just take a pic
every time i’m off the 5th i just d-ck a b-tch
i’m in atl, cuttin’ peaches i just picked
everyting halal so no pepperoni nips
i got a guata-thotta-malan callin’
guacamole, jalapeño body
she just wanna party with riddlz and carti
said her name’s sally, say she from the valley
we breakin’ backs, break her back in cali
i don’t know what you see in me
but i’m crushin’ on that punani
that’s why i got b-tches callin’
that’s why i got b-tches callin’
i don’t know what you see in me
but i’m crushin’ on that punani
that’s why all them b-tches callin’
that’s why i got your b-tch callin’
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