"Call My Own" lyrics

"Call My Own"

Princess, know you're an empress
Tryna catch your interest
Show you that I'm interested
Money and my time both invested
Infrared ting when we connecting
Wag wan pudding, wanna do things I wouldn't, doing things you shouldn't
Grab you by your mmm, what's good good looking?
Grab you by your bosoms and say 'sorry' cause I shouldn't
Excuse me madam you don't know me from Adam
I'm the captain of the ship and baby you can be my passion
Good sex, symptoms of love in the moments
We lipsync, fixated, while you're taking pictures
Buy you flowers, pissing in the wind
Turn on the sprinklers then you haven't caught my drift yet
Moments could be picturesque, you could be my Mrs
I'm busy chasing queen heads, motivated infant

Tryna take everything that I own
I never had nothing I could call my own
Coin in a wishing well I keep on throwing
I keep on throwing, I keep on throwing, I keep on...
Tryna take everything that I own
I never had nothing I could call my own
Coin in a wishing well I keep on throwing
I keep on throwing, I keep on throwing, I keep on...

Brothers, no one knows me better
Your not any other brudda, your my bruddas till we dead off
Never had no judgment, love you till your fed up
Focus on cheddar, [?] nothing lesser
Got the pew pew
Matching gloves, they leather
Ralph Lauren shoes too, Hydraulic press
No pressure, extraordinary measures
Designer bags on our backs
Miles your dog was on crow, you can blame me for that
Why's my dolls up in my smoke with my bros in my pad?
Lewis pulled me out the whole and I ain't coming back
It's been time since we smoked, but I got plenty room on my back

Tryna take everything that I own
I never had nothing I could call my own
Coin in a wishing well I keep on throwing
I keep on throwing, I keep on throwing, I keep on...
Tryna take everything that I own
I never had nothing I could call my own
Coin in a wishing well I keep on throwing
I keep on throwing, I keep on throwing, I keep on...

Never had nothing I could call my own
Never had nothing I could call my own
Never had nothing I could call my own
Brr, Kwesington the 1st baby


Writer(s): Kwesi Darko Obiri, Tyron Frampton
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