Lyrics Pick Up The Phone - Tyrese, Ludacris, R. Kelly

Pick Up The Phone

Man we talking race cars nigga, this ain’t no joke
(Hello, hello)
Uh, yea
(Hello, hello)
Fresh out the kitchen
(Hello, hello)
So don’t touch it yet, (ha ha) its hot
(Hello, hello)
Uh, we bout to cross the finish line ladies and gentlemen
(Hello, hello)
I suggest you common
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Shh shh shh shh, Woo, Shh shh shh shh, Woo
(Hello, hello)
Tyrese, Uh, Luda, Kells
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PICK UP THE PHONE!
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Yo wassup, this is Kells
(Hello, hello)
I’m not in right now
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Leave your name and number at the beep
(Hello, hello)
I’ll get with cha
(PICK UP THE PHONE!)
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AHHH… Common
Everywhere I go, its another show
Its another party, its another ho
And everywhere I go, its another hommie
Its another drinkin, its another room
And getting that cash, its always a tailor
Always a true love, always a hater
When youz a star, theres never a way out
These broke ass niggas is gon' have they hands out
I’m tiiiiired of the drama (Ho)
I’m bout to hop my ass off in my hummer (Ho)
And hit the road like I was Car Racing
On a va-cation, leave em all saying…
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(Hello, hello)
Yo wassup, this is Kells
(Hello, hello)
I’m not in right now
(Hello, hello)
Leave your name and number at the beep
(Hello, hello)
I’ll get with cha
(PICK UP THE PHONE)
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Wo-Woo
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Now when you hear the beep leave a message
Only way you can catch me, on the south side of town
With them things on the ground
Cause I’m ballin like Spalding, shootin dice like POOL
Plus in up in the club, for free cause I got PULL
I never buy drinks, for bitches
Unless this bitch my misses
Or this bitch is my mistress, giving me sexual healing
No time for love feelings (Whoa)
Don’t tell me yall alone (Whoa)
This here like drug dealings
Get your kiss out and I’m gone
Seven hiaasen honeys piled up in the Bentley Coup
Chinese chicken heads, fella what you wann do
Man I’m tired of all these fake nigga type dudes
Chicks wanna rotate with these eight figga type dudes
I’m a fresh dude, white T and throw back dude
All white shoes… blue, yellow, red jewels
Money is like steroids, look at my mussels
And if the dance play out, its back to the hustle
Some say the albums commin out, it ain’t gon sell
Debut at number 1… CLICK!
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(Hello, hello)
This ya baby boy tyrese
(Hello, hello)
If you ain’t spreading that seed
(Hello, hello)
Don’t even leave ya number
(Hello, hello)
PICK UP THE PHONE!
(Hello, hello)
Ay, this Luda
(Hello, hello)
Either you nuttin or you ain’t talking about nuttin
(Hello, hello)
I ain’t tryin to hear it
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Yo, this is Kells
(Hello, hello)
You ain’t talking bout no money
(Hello, hello)
I ain’t callin you back
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PICK UP THE PHONE!
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Wo-Woo
Unless you talkin dough, don’t call my phone
If you talking sex, then call my phone
If you with yo man don’t call my phone
When that niggas gone then call my phone, yea
Unless you got some drink, don’t call my phone
20 chicks or more, then call my phone
If you need a favor, don’t call my phone
If you got some ksst then call my phone
WHEN YOU HEAR THE…
(Hello, hello)
Yo wassup, this is tyrese
(Hello, hello)
If you ain’t me callin about no money
(Hello, hello)
Get up off my phone
(Hello, hello)
PICK UP THE PHONE!
(Hello, hello)
Yo waddup, this is Luda
(Hello, hello)
Probably looking at the Caller ID
(Hello, hello)
Don’t even wanna talk to yo ass
(Hello, hello)
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(Hello, hello)
Yo wassup, this is Kells
(Hello, hello)
I’m not in right now
(Hello, hello)
Leave your name and number at the beep
(Hello, hello)
Ill get with ya
(Hello, hello)
PICK UP THE PHONE!
Woo
Now see I’m just a black man livin out a black mans dream
I went from Popeye’s to eatin Flintstone wings
Pourin out alcohol, rollin up green
Playin X-Box on a 100-inch screen
Man its not a game, these dangs they not used ta
Takin private jets and flying to St. Louisa
And then we can sex till the break of dawn-N
Cause I love em tonight but don’t respect em in the mornin
Oooh, I got million stash
Cause in god we trust, but other people pay cash
A man once told me, no guts no glory
So I got the beam attached to my twin Glock 40's
And all my X girlfriends, wipe your smile
Six cars and seven cribs, how yall like me now?
I had to turn off the ringer just to hear ya moan
But if its ya man, pick up the GOD damn phone
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(Hello, hello)
Yea, for the grown and sexy
(Hello, hello)
Tyrese, Rob Kell collabo
(Hello, hello)
PICK UP THE PHONE!
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Yo wassup, this is Kells
(Hello, hello)
I’m not in right now
(Hello, hello)
Leave your name and number at the beep
(Hello, hello)
Ill get with ya
(Hello, hello)
PICK UP THE PHONE!
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