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Queen Calling You

that needs some fixin' In a little cafe just around the bend Chorus: I am calling you Can't you hear me? I am calling you A hot dry wind blows right

nights But you've still got me On the road Road paved in gold Baby you must believe Baby you must be free Keep living on, living on the radio That's my dream Baby you

in my eyes? You think it's for you? You think you read minds? You better watch where you're putting those hands, You better stop if you're making more

to the money, fuck the world, that's adultery You full of shit, you close your mouth and let you ass talk Young Money eatin', all you haters do is add

Let your body go with the flow, you know, you can do it Look around everywhere you turn is heartache It's everywhere that you go You try everything you

goin down Give you Hypnotiq to get you erotic And then I take you somewhere exotic Where we can blow chronic A full clip for a lil drama You know

Trick, what up?" Call me Sean if you suck, call me gone when I nut That's the end of us, get your friend to f**k Untwist and bend her up, you know the

tight And when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right Don't make a ass outta yourself by assumin My music keeps you movin, what are you provin? You

when you getting wil' (Uh, I see you) Girl in the club wit me (Come over her let me talk to you For a minute, yeah, I wanna tell you something) Girl you