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Missy Elliott
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Who You Gonna Call
Any give Sunday, baby Oww, yo, yo, yo Oh, zigi-zigi Zig-zigi-zig-zig, oh oh Zigi-zigi-zigi-zigi-zigi
Oh, you 'pose to be the man now 'Cuz you got cars, you got houses You got yachts, you got diamonds, you got it all Oh, you livin' large right, heh Well, let me ask one thing When you go broke, when you go broke I bet those same friends, yo, don't mess with you no more Here we go, uh
I was there when no one knew your name I was there when you blew up, got large and had all the fame Now look how you do, uh I was there when everything had changed You think you the shit, big star on top of your game
Now who you gonna call when nothing's right? Will you call when your ass go broke? Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you And you ain't that hot no more?
Now who you gonna call when nothing's right? Will you call when your ass go broke? Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you And you ain't that hot no more?
Uh, I was there when you was hooked on weed I gave you dough, mo dough You don't know to supply your need What's it gon' be (Uh) I was there, I was the air you breathe Until you became a big star, no need for me
Now who you gonna call when nothing's right? Will you call when your ass go broke? Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you And you ain't that hot no more?
Now who you gonna call when nothing's right? Will you call when your ass go broke? Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you And you ain't that hot no more?
Uh, do you call when you fall, boy? Call when you ain't got boy? They don't wanna roll with you 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 They don't think you hot, boy What happened to you, boy? You are just a no-boy, now you have no joy Here we go
What happened to your Benz man? What happened to your rocks? Six shots that you pop in your bitches man Now your name is like shit stink You let the fame maintain
You done blew out your brains, man What happened to your diamond rings? You bling-bling every time a nigga switch a lane Beep, beep to your feet man You's a jeep man with no friends and no game, man There he is, uh
When nothing's right Will you call when your ass go broke? Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you And you ain't that hot no more?
Now who you gonna call when nothing's right? Will you call when your ass go broke? Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you And you ain't that hot no more?
Call, yo, who you gonna call, uh? Yo, who you gonna call when your ass go broke? Them same friends who don't fuck wit' you no more Who you gonna call, yo, who you gon'? Who you gonna call? Who, who you gonna call? Who, who you gonna call? Heh, heh, where all your friends now? Where your homies now? When you was on top of your game Everybody wanted to hang around, huh
Heh, heh, but now that your ass gone broke Your same friends don't want to fuck wit' you no more Who you gonna call, huh? You better understand reality, baby Never let the fame blow your brain, heh Yo, yo, yo, oh-zigi-zigi
Never let the fame blow your brain Yo, yo, yo zigi-zigi-oh Never let the fame blow your brain Here we go, uh ,and my choir sing, heh Yo, uh, let the orchestra and the violins And the trumpets, yo, yo, oh shit, owww
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