Make the Call

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Lyrics:
[Intro: Jigitz, Angie Brown]
Yeah, maybe turn it up a little bit louder
Yeah I hear that
And then
I - I - I don't - I don't mean
Alright, thanks
What did you say baby?

[Verse 1 : Cezur]
Simmer down won’t ya love!
I’m taking one for the team
We taking shots till it's love
You never know where we could end up
Leave this bar, raise the bar for ya
Have ya wardrobe Anna Wintour’ed
Don’t you come around playing
Play play playing games playing games (I don’t play)
Play play playing games playing games
Don’t know ugly till you been round the way
Girl we diamonds in the rough
Why you judging by the face
Have some fucking faith in me

[Chorus 1 : Cezur]
Too drunk, too high, for life
Tonight, might be, the night
All you gotta do is make the call
All you gotta do is come forth
Too drunk, too high, for life
Tonight, might be, the night
All you gotta do is make the call
All you gotta do is come forth

[Verse 2: Cezur]
(Big up big up big up) Big up side, big up kin
Big up ride, big up gin
Big up juice, big up me. (Ohh woah)
Big up big, big up him
Roll that flight, forgive my sins
Girl you fire, where ya friend?
Is ya down to share?
I got you and more to spare
I got proof right over here
Why ya fronting like you care? (about societies eyes)
You wanna f*ck right here and so do I

[Chorus 2 : Cezur]
Too drunk, too high, for life
Tonight, might be, the night
All you gotta do is make the call
All you gotta do is come forth
Too drunk, too high, for life
Tonight, might be, the night
All you gotta do is make the call
All you gotta do is come forth

[Verse 3: Cezur]
9 millimeter for the war
Hellhounds pit by the door
I'm hell bound shit its allure, lord
Help me reconnect to the source
Lost too much sauce
Sure it could swing you by the crib (no rules)
Nigga grab you by the hips (no fool)
Watch how I do with the shit (you rude)
But you know a nigga love how it get
Shifts always graveyard
All night we could get laid off
Call in sick for ya day job
Cause ya pum pum all slayed off
Don’t be petty (Ahh)
I'll be right here when ya ready (Ahh)
Wit my hands on the wheel and my foot up on the gas
Tryna f*ck it all up if you let me (Ahh)

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