Call Me
G-Unit Lyrics


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[Chorus]
(Call me) Why you naggin' me?
(Call me) Girl you houndin' me (yo why you houndin' me)
(Call me) Why you harassin' me?
I don't want alone time, I just wanna fuck

(Call me) Why you naggin' me?
(Call me) Girl you houndin' me
(Call me) Why you harassin' me?
I don't want alone time, I just wanna fuck

[talking in background of chorus]
50 Cent, Yayo, featuring Hope, uh huh
As we proceed, uh

You didn't like the way I wore my hair (what up)
You didn't like the style a clothes I wear (uh huh)
You didn't like the little things I do
Just tryin to be close to you (c'mon, c'mon)

Look I done changed up bitch, I done came up
My neck, my wrist, my ears, my fists are all blinged up
In the hood they say 50 "you a grimy nigga"
With the rims in that Coupe stay shiny nigga (stay shiny nigga)
When you disrespect me is where I draw the line
You seen my artwork but you ain't seen me draw the nine
Come through the hood, you'll get shot homey just cause I say so
I'm the hottest shit on this street, I don't do J Lo (here we go)

[Chorus]

I remember when you was a little bum nigga (what up)
No champagne, just strictly rum nigga (uh huh)
No pies, no cake, couldn't get a crum nigga (crum nigga)
Fuck too fast, to quick to cum nigga
Now you wanna talk like you big shit
Like you found a better bitch, wit a ass this sick
You know you love this nigga, why is you frontin'?
Cause when you's fuckin' wit Hope, baby girl you just fuckin' (c'mon)

[Chorus]

Don't call me bitch, don't be naggin' me
Cause the police thinkin' 'bout baggin' me (baggin' me)
You wanna call me on my cell, but don't got money for bail
And you the main reason that I'm stuck in the jail
You showed 'em where the Mag at (uh huh), showed 'em where the stash at (uh huh)
Got a order of protection, no I'm doin five flat
In my heart I thought you was the one
"Til you dialed them three numbers 9 1 1 (BITCH)

[Chorus]





Call me
Call me

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of G-Unit's song "Call Me" features a conversation between a man and a woman. The man is being nagged by the woman for various reasons, like not liking his style of clothes or how he wears his hair. He tells her that he has changed and moved on by blinging up his neck, wrist, ears, and fists. He also warns her that disrespecting him will not be taken lightly and that he is the hottest shit on the street.


The chorus repeats three times, with the man asking the woman why she is harassing him and hounding him. He doesn't want alone time with her, but instead just wants to have sex. In the background of the chorus, 50 Cent, Yayo, and Hope can be heard talking, indicating that they are the ones singing the song.


The song seems to depict a toxic relationship where the man is frustrated and annoyed by the woman's behavior towards him. He is blunt about what he wants, which is just sex, and doesn't seem to care about the woman's feelings or desires. Additionally, he becomes angry and threatening towards her when she calls the police on him and gets him sent to jail.


Overall, the lyrics of "Call Me" paint a bleak picture of a dysfunctional relationship and highlight the bitterness and anger that arises when two people are incompatible with each other.


Line by Line Meaning

(Call me) Why you naggin' me?
Why are you constantly bothering me with your complaints and criticisms?


(Call me) Girl you houndin' me (yo why you houndin' me)
You're pursuing me relentlessly, and it's getting annoying (why?)


(Call me) Why you harassin' me?
Why are you bothering and annoying me constantly?


I don't want alone time, I just wanna fuck
I'm not interested in being alone, I want to have sex with you instead.


You didn't like the way I wore my hair (what up)
You didn't approve of my hairstyle, and you made that known.


You didn't like the style a clothes I wear (uh huh)
You criticized my choice of clothing and didn't like it.


You didn't like the little things I do
You found faults in the small things I did, even if they were just attempts to get closer to you.


Just tryin to be close to you (c'mon, c'mon)
I was just making an effort to become more intimate with you.


Look I done changed up bitch, I done came up
I've changed a lot and improved myself, so don't bother me with your negativity anymore.


My neck, my wrist, my ears, my fists are all blinged up
I've got a lot of flashy jewelry and accessories now.


In the hood they say 50 'you a grimy nigga'
In my neighborhood, people see me as a tough, gritty guy.


With the rims in that Coupe stay shiny nigga (stay shiny nigga)
The rims on my car are always shining and eye-catching.


When you disrespect me is where I draw the line
I can tolerate a lot, but if you disrespect me, that's where I'll put my foot down.


You seen my artwork but you ain't seen me draw the nine
You may have seen my artistic side, but you haven't seen me use a gun and get violent.


Come through the hood, you'll get shot homey just cause I say so
If you come to my neighborhood, you might get shot just because I ordered it.


I'm the hottest shit on this street, I don't do J Lo (here we go)
I'm the most popular and respected guy in the neighborhood, and I don't waste my time with people like Jennifer Lopez.


I remember when you was a little bum nigga (what up)
I recall when you were poor and had nothing going for you.


No champagne, just strictly rum nigga (uh huh)
You used to drink cheap rum, not expensive champagne.


No pies, no cake, couldn't get a crum nigga (crum nigga)
You didn't have any food or luxury goods, not even a crumb.


Fuck too fast, to quick to cum nigga
You would have sex too quickly and ejaculate too soon.


Now you wanna talk like you big shit
Now you're acting like a big shot and being arrogant.


Like you found a better bitch, wit a ass this sick
You act like you've found a better woman with an amazing body.


You know you love this nigga, why is you frontin'?
You know you're in love with me, so why are you trying to act like you're not?


Cause when you's fuckin' wit Hope, baby girl you just fuckin' (c'mon)
Because when you're having sex with Hope, you're just having sex, nothing more.


Don't call me bitch, don't be naggin' me
Stop referring to me as a derogatory term and constantly bothering me with complaints and negativity.


Cause the police thinkin' 'bout baggin' me (baggin' me)
The police are considering arresting me, so don't make things worse by involving yourself with me.


You wanna call me on my cell, but don't got money for bail
You want to call me on my cellphone, but you don't have the money needed to bail me out if I get arrested.


And you the main reason that I'm stuck in the jail
You're the main cause of me being in jail, and therefore you shouldn't try to contact me.


You showed 'em where the Mag at (uh huh), showed 'em where the stash at (uh huh)
You revealed to someone where my gun and money are stored.


Got a order of protection, no I'm doin five flat
I've got a restraining order out against you, and I'll be stuck in jail for at least five years.


In my heart I thought you was the one
I believed that you were the love of my life deep down.


'Til you dialed them three numbers 9 1 1 (BITCH)
But then you called the emergency services and reported me.


[Chorus]
Repeats the refrain of the song.


Call me
A final repetition of the song's title.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Andre Pessis, Gregg Rolie

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