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Call Me Fedex (feat. Young Breed) Video (MV)






Tyson el Dominicano - Call Me Fedex (feat. Young Breed) Lyrics
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Call me fedex ama get a pack and than is gone
Am a terrorist they say this work can get you blown
I cant talk right now i got money calling on the phone
I smell like guap like i got money in my cologne
Call me fedex ama get a pack and than is gone
Am a terrorist they say this work can get you blown
I cant talk right now i got money calling on the phone
I smell like guap like i got money in my cologne
I aint in the nfl but i got a Superbowl
Thats the reason why you see my eyes looking real low
And i got it for da low that sticky icky you can roll
But Ama about joint Al-Qaeda niggas know i got that blow
Ama a terrorist this shit would get you blown
Boom
Cuz even when i wisper am the laudest in the room
Am talking really loud this shit is louder than a broom
Am talking stick thats be them choppas that would put you in a tomb
I got mollys i got zannax and i even got them vape pen
Whitegirl like ice t with coco i am the main man
Pounds for the two stacks thank you jesus amen
I could lower the ticket but a nigga got to get ten
No i cannot talk right now Ama call the money back
I feel like am back in school the way that i move the pack
Ama go and get a rack matter fact a buch of stacks
I started with that blue majic nigga you can call me shaq
Call me fedex ama get a pack and than is gone
Am a terrorist they say this work can get you blown
I cant talk right now i got money calling on the phone
I smell like guap like i got money in my cologne
Call me fedex ama get a pack and than is gone
Am a terrorist they say this work can get you blown
I cant talk right now i got money calling on the phone
I smell like guap like i got money in my cologne
Tyson I need you to send them thanks pronto Nigga tell Papi we ready Young
I just took a trip with these chickens and a fries it was lucrative
Catch me sliding through my city with this limo tints
Hard to hate but you Can see I'm getting plenty of chips
I like a bitch I grab her ass i aint no gentlemen
I put this G on shorty and hope that she don't take offense
Big crib with all the cameras and the metal fence
I hate that yacht and think back when I used to padal fish
That water dripping I go swimming in this VBS
How many birds cause on my word I'm counting every blessing
It comes out short I get that work and then the double stretch it
I am up to bat them bases-loaded am a double deck em
F*ck a nigga and his hoe cause ama double check em
Call me fedex ama get a pack and than is gone
Am a terrorist they say this work can get you blown
I cant talk right now i got money calling on the phone
I smell like guap like i got money in my cologne
Call me fedex ama get a pack and than is gone
Am a terrorist they say this work can get you blown
I cant talk right now i got money calling on the phone
I smell like guap like i got money in my cologne
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Call me fedex ama get a pack and than is gone
Am a terrorist they say this work can get you blown
I cant talk right now i got money calling on the phone
I smell like guap like i got money in my cologne
Call me fedex ama get a pack and than is gone
Am a terrorist they say this work can get you blown
I cant talk right now i got money calling on the phone
I smell like guap like i got money in my cologne
I aint in the nfl but i got a Superbowl
Thats the reason why you see my eyes looking real low
And i got it for da low that sticky icky you can roll
But Ama about joint Al-Qaeda niggas know i got that blow
Ama a terrorist this shit would get you blown
Boom
Cuz even when i wisper am the laudest in the room
Am talking really loud this shit is louder than a broom
Am talking stick thats be them choppas that would put you in a tomb
I got mollys i got zannax and i even got them vape pen
Whitegirl like ice t with coco i am the main man
Pounds for the two stacks thank you jesus amen
I could lower the ticket but a nigga got to get ten
No i cannot talk right now Ama call the money back
I feel like am back in school the way that i move the pack
Ama go and get a rack matter fact a buch of stacks
I started with that blue majic nigga you can call me shaq
Call me fedex ama get a pack and than is gone
Am a terrorist they say this work can get you blown
I cant talk right now i got money calling on the phone
I smell like guap like i got money in my cologne
Call me fedex ama get a pack and than is gone
Am a terrorist they say this work can get you blown
I cant talk right now i got money calling on the phone
I smell like guap like i got money in my cologne
Tyson I need you to send them thanks pronto Nigga tell Papi we ready Young
I just took a trip with these chickens and a fries it was lucrative
Catch me sliding through my city with this limo tints
Hard to hate but you Can see I'm getting plenty of chips
I like a bitch I grab her ass i aint no gentlemen
I put this G on shorty and hope that she don't take offense
Big crib with all the cameras and the metal fence
I hate that yacht and think back when I used to padal fish
That water dripping I go swimming in this VBS
How many birds cause on my word I'm counting every blessing
It comes out short I get that work and then the double stretch it
I am up to bat them bases-loaded am a double deck em
F*ck a nigga and his hoe cause ama double check em
Call me fedex ama get a pack and than is gone
Am a terrorist they say this work can get you blown
I cant talk right now i got money calling on the phone
I smell like guap like i got money in my cologne
Call me fedex ama get a pack and than is gone
Am a terrorist they say this work can get you blown
I cant talk right now i got money calling on the phone
I smell like guap like i got money in my cologne
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Writer: Johnny Rodriguez
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