The Jacka & Matt Blaque & Deltrice & Rydah J. Klyde
The Jacka & Andre Nickatina
The Jacka & Mitchy Slick & E-40 & Jinx (Rapper)
The Jacka & Freeway
The Jacka & Ampichino & Zion I
The Jacka & Cellski
The Jacka & Devin The Dude
The Jacka & Paul Wall & Masspike Miles
The Jacka
The Jacka & Mistah F.A.B.
The Jacka
The Jacka & Cormega
The Jacka & Matt Blaque
[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
Keep Callin’ was written by The Jacka & Devin The Dude.
Keep Callin’ was produced by M.G. (Producer).
The Jacka released Keep Callin’ on Tue Jun 16 2009.