paroles de chanson Booty Call - Russell
Yeah,
they
hate
me
cause
I'm
way
too
wavy,
ooh
Saw
she
tried
to
play
me
I'm
like
bitch
you
crazy,
ooh
L.E.S.
NYC
where
I
was
staying,
ooh
Brampton
and
Toronto
I
love
'em
they
raised
me,
yuh
If
they
want
my
time
they
better
over
pay
me,
yuh
Get
the
fuck
up
out
my
interview,
I'm
Lil
Wayneing,
yuh
Love
it
when
my
baby
got
her
hair
braided,
ugh
No
that
ain't
my
wife,
I'm
more
pussy
dating,
yeah
I
need
Latinas
up
at
La
Marina
Dark-skinned
queens
with
they
yellow
fever
Quick
to
tell
a
skeezer
leave
'cause
I
don't
need
you
I'm
only
into
boss
bitches
chasing
cheese
I'm
leaving
out
the
back,
slide
into
her
place
on
schedule
Shit
'bout
to
get
sexual,
downin'
whiskey
with
the
redbull
Ask
her
if
she
okay
'cause
you
know
I'm
too
respectful
Trap
Nick
Carter
in
the
section
getting
wreckful,
yuh
(Hook)
Black
leather
boots
still
walking
really
heavy
(yeah)
If
she
hella
thick
then
I'ma
hit
it
if
she
let
me
(okay)
It
take
her
'bout
an
hour
to
get
ready
Then
my
cell
phone
bling,
she
like
daddy
come
and
get
me
Booty
call
(You
could
do
it
better)
Yuh
(You
could
do
it
better)
Booty
call
(You
could
do
it
better)
Yeah
yeah
Russ
could
do
it
better,
yuh
Got
a
girl
named
Jamie
she
gon'
blow
my,
blow
my
brains
out
Girl
named
Amy
she
said
Russell
whip
that
thing
out
Girl
named
Carmen
when
we
hang
she
bring
the
Range
out
That
might
be
her
daddy's
it
don't
matter,
he
won't
mind
at
all
Racked
out
Three
cars
full
of
soldiers
bitch
we
blacked
out
Invest
the
money,
count
the
guala,
smoke
a
fat
pound
Yellow
boy
in
St.
Laurent,
he
got
them
tats
out
Kiss
her
forehead
then
I
dash
out
I
love
them
strippers
goin'
up
and
down
the
pole
Girl
make
that
tuition,
go
and
get
that
money,
go
Black,
white,
yellow,
brown,
every
color
centerfold
That
girl
just
brought
her
man
Yeah,
that
fuck
boy
gotta
go
Oh
(get
the
fuck
out)
Trynna
get
up
on
my
Hefner
I'm
a
youngin'
till
I
die
Knock
em
down
and
I
don't
sweat
her
I
don't
text,
I
don't
call,
so
that
chick
wrote
me
a
letter
She
said
Russ,
I
love
my
boyfriend
but
you
could
do
it
better
(Hook)
Black
leather
boots
still
walking
really
heavy
(yeah)
If
she
hella
thick
then
I'ma
hit
it
if
she
let
me
(okay)
It
take
her
'bout
an
hour
to
get
ready
Then
my
cell
phone
bling,
she
like
daddy
come
and
get
me
Booty
call
(You
could
do
it
better)
Yuh
(You
could
do
it
better)
Booty
call
(You
could
do
it
better)
Yeah
yeah
Russ
could
do
it
better
Girl
make
that
tuition,
go
and
get
that
money,
go
g-
go
Girl,
girl,
that,
that,
go
and,
go
and,
get
that
money,
get
that
money
Fuck
out
the
way
I
need
some
money
to
jump
out
the
wraith
I
need
some
money
to
make
some
mistakes
I
get
drunk,
hella
stoned,
take
a
jay
to
the
face
Ooh
You
a
disgrace
People
like
you,
bitch
we
alienate
They
know
the
team
is
Richvale
in
the
place
Russell
the
boy,
Russell
my
name
I
need
the
papers
so
Russell
gon'
chase
It
don't
come
overnight,
I'ma
just
wait
She
on
my
jock,
hella
ass,
little
waist
She
love
the
boy
so
she
giving
me
face
Ugh
Livin'
this
way
She
see
the
game
like
she
see
a
buffet
All
she
can
eat
She
like
okay
Ask
if
she
love
you,
she
tell
you
no
way
Russell
1 Feed the Family
2 First Day
3 Marbles
4 The Walls!
5 Cry for Me, Die for Me
6 Until There's Nothing Left
7 Pink Hair 95
8 I'm Broken
9 Four Ten
10 Helluva
11 Booty Call
12 Friends
13 Bring It Back Home
14 Pixar Movies
15 February 15
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