Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Other Line, artist - Prince Paul. Date of issue: 22.02.1999
Song language: English
The Other Line |
| Hello, good morning? |
| Girl, I know the dawn and clear skies |
| Yeah they vibe just to honor the persona of my boo |
| What are you smoking? |
| Listen to this one, you’re joking! |
| You’re so funny! |
| What happened, no money? |
| What do you need? |
| What do you mean? |
| The corny compliments, you playing with my confidence |
| Fuck around and consequence be dial-tone |
| Watchin out, yo, I’m just like hey, what’s the deal |
| But you want some steady ballin' |
| Hold up, wait a minute, girl, this nigga got a call |
| Hello? |
| Who this? |
| This Tariq, who this? |
| This Niecy, where Tru at? |
| He stepped out |
| Well, you tell that worthless, pathetic deadbeat motherfucker |
| Oh, yo, yo, not for nothing, I’m on the other line |
| Sorry, Tam! |
| Sorry, damn right, Tariq! |
| Might I speak? |
| State your claim, rather, state your game, having fucking fun? |
| What I done? |
| You sorta grimy! |
| From Caller ID, you with Tru, shit, no surprise! |
| So? |
| Gimme the lies |
| What’s the new shit? |
| His grandmother died again? |
| Give my love |
| You got in an accident, oh my God, are you okay? |
| You got abducted on some X-Files shit from up above? |
| Whatever the fuck, I ain’t calling your job, nope, no way |
| I guess you know it all? |
| Yo, listen, I don’t know nothing |
| Except I’m getting sick and tired of helping y’all niggas frontin |
| For real, them people at your job done heard it all |
| You gonna get fired, Tariq! |
| Hold up, girl, I gotta get this call |
| Hello? |
| Ayo what’s up it’s Tray-Bae, let me speak to the god |
| What’s the deal? |
| Yo yo yo, I gotta pay the rent, son, I gotta speak to the god |
| Yo, he kinda busy yo, I think he just stepped out |
| Oh he definitely just stepped out |
| I’ll run this by him on this other call |
| Ayo, peace, one love |
| Okay, you half-right, I’m calling you to call my job |
| But girl, this here’s the last— |
| Right, the last time? |
| That’s what you said the last time |
| Tariq, you gotta stop playin |
| Look here, that’s what the fuck I’m saying, girl |
| For real, I’m working on some big shit |
| So what you saying? |
| I ain’t saying a word, I ain’t tryna jinx it |
| So you fixing? |
| Tammy, trust me, it’s something like an interview |
| For more money? |
| No doubt! |
| But wait a minute, why I’m calling in for Tru? |
| It’s like a hook-up with his peoples |
| I done heard some stories about ya boy |
| Tariq, is this shit legal? |
| Love, this shit is all legit, but check it out, I gotta go |
| You gotta know by now I’d do anything for your stupid ass |
| I know that, girl, good looking, for real |
| But yo, this best be the last time |
| Someone’s calling on my phone |
| Someone is ringing my bell |
| Someone’s calling on my phone |
| Someone is ringing my bell |
| Someone’s calling on my phone |
| Someone is ringing my bell |
| Someone’s calling on my phone |
| Someone is ringing my bell |
| Someone is ringing my bell |
| Someone is ringing my bell |
| Someone is ringing my bell |
| Someone is ringing my bell |