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