Call Your Name

Call Your Name [Verse 1: Chris Brown] Home is where I wanna be Out here catchin' Z-Z-Z's, dollars all I see, see, see Boxes to the ceilin', dangerous Water like the beach in St. Tropez Love is layin' under me You know what I nee-ee-eed, all up in betwee-ee-een Whisper in my ear, your words are safe Love the way you still don't play no games [Chorus: Chris Brown & Sexyy Red] You still spin the block for me You check every box for me Niggas talk a lot, but you run it up Ooh, it's the type for me I'd be proud to call your name (Ooh) Call your name (Call your name, ooh, ooh) I'd be proud to call your name (Ooh) Call your name (Call your name, ooh) Yeah (Tay Keith, f*** these niggas up) You know you can call me whenever, big daddy (It's Sexyy) [Verse 2: Sexyy Redd & GloRilla] It's your favorite trapper rapper, but you knew that shit (It's Sexyy) He be screamin' my name, I-I know this coochie hit (Good) That's my favorite ni***, I-I'm his favorite bitch (A truth) He check every box, and I check all of his (What's up?) We a perfect match, baby, yeah, you my lil' shit (Yeah) I-I ain't playin' 'bout my ni***, I split a bitch (Baow) A-anytime we get together, we gon' do it big (You know that) Say my name, daddy, yeah, I'm tryna have your kids (Do your thing) (Yeah, yeah, it's Sexyy) Rapper bitch fuc*** up 'bout this singin'-ass ni***, on gang (Ooh-ooh) The whole world know big Sexyy, but I like when he call me Janae (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I like when you call my name (Ooh-ooh, Sexyy) (Tay Keith, f*** these niggas up, Sexyy) GloRilla, call my name (Ooh) [Verse 3: GloRilla & Sexyy Redd] Woo, yeah, baby, call my name (Sexyy) Just don't call me Yadavi I ain't nothin' like these hoes with they high-ass mileages I'm a real boss, let a ni*** know I'm 'bout my biz' If I let you in this pu***, f*** me 'til you outta dick I be talkin' shit 'cause these niggas love everything I say If he don't eat pu***, how the f*** mine end up on his face? I know you got a good bitch, but come and kee-kee where it's great Gon' and kiss her ass for now, and eat mine later on today Big Cha-nay-nay bags, bitches just ain't seein' shit my way Bitches make me mad, but then again, they mama made mistakes 50K in cash, I'm 'bout to go spreein' in LA Gotta show my ass, ain't no way I'm havin' all this cake, ooh It must be somethin' 'bout a thick redbone With a couple hit songs to make that dick stand long (Ugh) It must be somethin' 'bout a bitch like me To make a ni*** like you wanna call me (On gang, gang, gang) [Chorus: Chris Brown] I'd be proud to call your name (Ooh) Call your name (Call your name, ooh, ooh) I'd be proud to call your name (Ooh) Call your name (Call your name, ooh) (Tay Keith, f*** these niggas up)