Keep Callin’

By The Jacka

On Tear Gas

Released on June 16, 2009

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[Chorus: Devin the Dude]

Freaks keep callin', hollerin' at me often

Wantin' me to come and put balls in her jaw

And I can't help it

Her pussy's just creamin', moanin' and screamin'

Usin' her fingers and she wants this ding-a-ling

And I'm gonna tap that ass


[Verse 1: The Jacka]

After my show I pick you up from the hills and shit

And she don't waste no time goin' down with them lips

You love that shit 'cause I'm a star and all that

I just left the party where all the broads at

Just to tell you where to put that jaw at (Splash)

The bitch spazzed when she saw that

I'm not playin', baby, I'm everywhere

In your face, in your hair, you're fuckin' wit' a millionaire

It's some real feeling, yeah, I get it every time

Every girl I meet, she with it every time

I'm gettin' higher, there is none flyer

She got me gone, on flight

Don't wanna feel me inside her, I fuck her on another night


[Chorus: Devin the Dude]

Freaks keep callin', hollerin' at me often

Wantin' me to come and put balls in her jaw

And I can't help it

Her pussy's just creamin', moanin' and screamin'

Usin' her fingers and she wants this ding-a-ling

And I'm gonna tap that ass (She said)


[Verse 2: Devin the Dude]

It's like torture listenin' to your freaky tone

Teasin' a nigga when you know it's hard to leave you home

Once or twice a week is not enough for you, you need it

And I ain't got the time, but every now and then I'll beat it

When you whispered in my ear sayin' that your pussy's moist

Dick get stiff at the sound of your voice

I have no choice but to take a chance, take a spin

Take my pants off and let you break your man off

But make it home safely though and play it off cool

Yeah, I'll see you soon, don't call me, I'll call you

But before I get into my car, cell phone ring

Got to turn it off before she fuck up everything

I need time, I need my space, I need my grass

But she's always there when I need a piece of ass

And I'm tryna stay low pro

But oh no, shit, there she go

[Chorus: Devin the Dude & The Jacka]

Freaks keep callin', hollerin' at me often

Wantin' me to come and put balls in her jaw

And I can't help it

Her pussy's just creamin', moanin' and screamin'

Usin' her fingers and she wants this ding-a-ling

And I'm gonna tap that ass (Dev, what’s up? It's the Jack, boy)

She said


[Verse 3: The Jacka]

I'm a fuckin' druggie, how I'm lucky?

'Cause I push D and these bitches swear they love me?

Why would you trust me? Strap under my front seat

Album out, finna tour, hella whores lust me

All that shit is nothin', you down to the end

I'm like the klan, I hate niggas, I down one again

Them boys ready to test my Tommy, I found one again

We were seekin' for Islam, I found it within, yeah

I could drop a bomb, I'd rather crash a plane, man

Rest in peace Saddam 'cause that was our main man

Me, I'm like a don, hooked on the fame, mane

Pull up in my whip, the hoes be like, "Wow"

I'm Xerxes, I'm Khan, all I ask is that you bow