And you're not gonna reach my telephone Stop callin', stop callin' Stop telephonin' me 'Cause I'll be dancin' I left my head and my heart on the dance floor 'Cause I'm out in the club and I'm sippin' that bub I'm kinda busy I don't wanna think any more

You ain’t ready to ride with me Please step to the side Ride, ride, ride I got real ones waiting to ride for me Waiting to ride for me So you don't, get to the front of the line I got real ones waiting from time for me You ain’t ready to fight with me A

Here's the phone, It's your call It's your call, It's her Would you rather take it in the other room She's hangin' on and so am I Yeah, I know all about it don't act so surprised It's time to end this game you're playin' She's not the only one who's

Every time we lie girl we're losing So why should we spend Saturday night alone, When I can call you on the phone, pick you up Make it up as we go along Pull and all nighter chasing that desire Sparks flying in her eyes like lighters (like lighters) Girl

Though I will disappear Into the street parade When I was waiting for your phone call The one that never came Like a man about to burst I was dying of thirst Though I will never fade Or get lost in this daze It's not too hard to cry

Late night when you need my love I know when that hotline bling That can only mean one thing You used to call me on my cell phone Call me on my cell phone You used to call me on my, you used to, you used to Ever since I left the city you Got a reputation

So, ring, ring, why don't you give me a call? Ring, ring, why don't you give me a call? Ring, ring, the happiest sound of them all Ring, ring, I stare at the phone on the wall And I sit all alone impatiently Won't you please understand the need in me I

I call you when I need to roll one Ayy, Ben, I always call you when I need a hit, man You call me when you need to hold something You only call me when you need a loan And I'm only talkin' murder on my other phone She be right here like she 'pposed to

I won't pick up the phone And you can tell me that you're sorry But I don't believe you baby You don't have to call anymore This is the last straw Don't wanna hurt anymore Like I did before You're not sorry, no no All this time I was wasting

You better watch your happy home. That's evil, evil is going on wrong. I have warned you brother, It's a long way from home, Can't sleep at night. Call on your telephone Something just ain't right. I want to warn you brother, You make it to your house,