Call Teisha – Song and Lyrics by 2 Chainz

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Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Call Teisha’ by 2 Chainz. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 2 Chainz or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.

Bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch
Shawty you ain’t actin’ right, you need to pack ya shit
Talkin’ ’bout call Tyrone, ya need to call Tiesha
No more shoppin’ sprees I’m smokin’ fy reefa!
I say bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch
Shawty you ain’t actin right, you need to pack ya shit
Talkin’ ’bout call Tyrone, ya need to call Tiesha
No more shoppin’ sprees I’m smokin’ fy reefa!

I’m higher than a parachute
And a pair of eagles
I might paralyze ya I’m a need a paralegal
And I ain’t fantasizing when I mingle with the women
I’ll take you and her now I got a pair of singles
Then I cut em up
Like a pair of scissors
Hit em with dat Batman and hang from the ceiling
Suicide doors, hang from the Bentley
Nobody had to die but I made me a killin
Big wheel whippin’
Bitch still chillin’
What more can I say
I’m dealin’
Get dough with Dilllan
Bitch don’t act right
I’m puttin’ her out of the crib

Bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch
Shawty you ain’t actin’ right, you need to pack ya shit
Talkin’ ’bout call Tyrone, ya need to call Tiesha
No more shoppin’ sprees I’m smokin’ fy reefa!
I say bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch
Shawty you ain’t actin right, you need to pack ya shit
Talkin’ ’bout call Tyrone, ya need to call Tiesha
No more shoppin’ sprees I’m smokin’ fy reefa!

Baby this is kush
And it cost me 600
I know you can’t afford it
You just got a big onion
And ya head fy
You a red girl
Shawty you a nut
Bitch I’m a squirrel
Niggas know me
They know my pedigree
I’m a big dawg you better flea
No more shoppin sprees
To and from miami
And without me you can’t even get in club miami
I doubt it
My whole crew bout it
Hotel room you see my chain from the lobby
Charm so heavy like my muh fuggn wallet
Talk shit and my car pull the bitch out it
Tell the bitch Audi