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Hello (f. Amil)

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