Derrick Rose (Calling My Spirit)

Said her boyfriend just don’t give her cock enough (Hello) Now she calling E Watty up Bad bitch, stimulated her chakra Diving in the pussy, I yell Geronimo (Geronimo) I just be calling my spirit Can’t get her a rose, but I’m balling like Derrick I just be calling my spirit Can’t get her a rose, but I’m balling like Derrick (Watty, E Watt, Coach) These niggas is bitches These niggas is maggots I got a foot fetish, I’m into toe tagging You talking tough, you gon regret it You might get stuck, my choppa magnetic He said it’s on sight, so that’s right where I left him I keep the Glockie, or my Smith & Wesson From Virginia like a Hoakie so I brought the Tech in Or we could get up, I whoop ass like it’s Tekken To the rim Grant Hill Double clutchin get a nigga killed Cotton pickin, Watty in the field Treat a nigga like Emmett Till Rob a nigga, do it for the thrill Coach Watty get em outta here (Why?) Cuz he fuckin up the drill Shorty bad, lookin like a meal First Watty gotta cop a feel, then disappear David Copperfield Project baby, no really for real No faking this shit, no Millie Vanill 2020 Watty gotta cop the Cartier’s, so I could see this shit clear I just be calling my spirit Can’t get her a Rose, but I’m balling like Derrick Said her boyfriend just don’t give her cock enough (Hello) Now she calling E Watty up Bad bitch, stimulated her chakra Diving in the pussy, I yell “Geronimo” She wanna be my bae, just like Guantanamo Can’t cuff, oh no she can not lock me up I just be calling my spirit Can’t get her a rose, but I’m balling like Derrick Contest, who highest in the room (Who?) It look like a zombie apocalypse Contest, who flyest in the roo- Would finish the sentence but that shit is obvious They answer in unison, say that E Watty is Saucy young nigga, I’m drowning in condiments And I’m so raw, I don’t know what a condom is Upping the chopper and it catch a body quick Anybody get it, its not monogamous Watch on my Glock, so you know what time it is I got pharmaceutical plug I ran off on you cuz you new to the plug Ballin for bills like the Buffalo Bills Theses niggas is old, they over the hill Don’t want it with Watty, the king of the hill And 1 Mixtape, I be doin em in I keep the stick on me, you won’t get shit from me You might be history, It won’t mean shit to me No STD but I got the drip Tabasco inhaler, my pump got a kick E Watty get this bitch jumping It’s already dirty, so my Glock imma dump it The loudy is musty it smell like a armpit It’s already cloudy cuz Watty been sparking I just be calling my spirit Can’t get her a rose, but I’m balling like Derrick I just be calling my spirit Can’t get her a rose, but I’m balling like Derrick Coach Watty, E Watt, Watty Coach Watty, E Watt, Watty Coach