| Whether, 2−1-2, or 7−1-8
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| Or 9−1-4, I love it hardcore
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| When it’s over the phone, it’s safe to do it raw
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| Imaginary worlds we could both explore
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| (Hello) Baby what you wearin right now?
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| (Hot pants) My girl ain’t around, let’s get down
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| And I hope the phone’s tapped, let’s pretend you on my lap
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| (I'm bouncin up and down with my shoulders back)
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| (Nigga you like that?) You see I’m runnin up my bill
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| Momma might hear me, but you just too ill
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| I got your flicks lined up, stereo low
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| Cherry flavored grease beneath my elbow
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| If I was there what would you do? |
| (I'd lay you on your back)
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| (Ride or die daddy, and I love it like that)
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| You the freak of my dreams, the reason that I keep on baggy jeans
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| (Oooh, I love me a nigga from killer Queens)
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| (I'ma rub up on your muscles, ride 'til I’m sweatin it)
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| (I bet you I can make you cum first) Throw the bets in
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| I’m a nasty nigga, made to order
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| Kiss below the border with a warm glass of water
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| Is you wit me? |
| (Yeah) Tell me how it taste
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| I promise I’ll keep the telephone right in my face
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| How it feel? |
| (Feels good) Where you at? |
| (In the hood)
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| (Talkin on the phone like a good girl should)
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| (To my nig', baby I’ma reach my peak)
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| Strawberry shortcake, good enough to eat
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| (And I taste mad sweet) We big freaks
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| Blastin off on the phone seven days a week
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| I throw sugar in the water so the ice tastes sweet
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| to make sure your ex-man can’t compete
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| Shower curtain on the bed, warm baby oil
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| G-string sittin like a snake in a coil
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| (Hold on, I think somebody on the other line)
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| Interrupt this nut I’ma bust, you out your mind
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| Lay back, imagine us chest to chest
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| Tongue-kissin deep while we spark a sess
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| (Everything is crazy, L do it the best)
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| Ridin rough baby, put my pipe to the test
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| (On the telephone?) Yeah, this is the ill zone
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| I wanna make you moan until it’s a dial tone (*BOOOOO*)
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| However you want it baby, I’m raw to the bone
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| Three (three) two (two) one (one) telephone
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| Yeah, yeah, knamsayin? |
| Word up, that’s what I’m talkin about
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| All you gotta do is hit me, word, I’ll call you right back
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| Yeah. |
| (??) move this out
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| Hahaha, what you want me right now
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| You gon’make me crash or somethin, hehehe, word up Uhh, uhh
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| It’s that real shit
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| Uhh.
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| Hehehehehe. |