ago I can't think when but she should know Girl on the phone keeps a ringing back She's telling me this and she's telling me that Girl on the phone keeps
Übersetzung: Jam. Girl On The Phone.
Girl on the phone keeps a-ringing back Her voice is smooth but the tone is bland She's telling me this and she's telling me that She talks about me and
it hotter... friction turns to fire You want and desire... I'm comin to get you girl That's right, that's right, it's on tonight You're just my type,
DJ (your on the line girl) Hey DJ (On the request line girl) Play the record by my favorite band Turn table lets bless me on my stereo Play my favorite song on
hand You'll be my girl and I'll be your man Oh Well, maybe just maybe we can. Nate: I still call you on the phone still no answer Maybe later on I'll
having fun Tonight I'm going out Let's ride up in a party All night long I'm turning off my phone So we can get it on O-ooh, o-ooh, o-ooh [Verse 2:]
otha one That compares and our love keep growin strong And keeps going on no one can stop we Yeah An everytime is a time I wanna be with you And all da while girl
: (feat. Voyce Alexander) [Chorus: Voyce] I, I see you sitting at home, nobody's calling you on the phone, your girls out making a night on the town
: (feat. Ron Browz, Shawn Wigs) [Intro: Ron Browz] Ether Boy, Def Jam, Ghostface, Ron Browz Oh, oh, oh [Ghostface Killah] It's no special when them
prison A classified mission on some James Bond shit 007 style, love to get some straight convicts Now I'm pondering, my thoughts wandering, got my girl on the phone
a little nonsense we can all get along and on and on Till the break'a break of dawn This jam will never play out because the grooves too strong Guys grab a girl,girls
m a set it And I ain't on the phone but you get the 'text message' I'm a rep til the death, with my life put on it If it's dollars, then it's cents, then
Play some R&B Tryina smoke a B Lookin properly Feelin on a G? And always (Well Well Well Well Well) Come with me and sip on some Evelyn Champagne You
Posse, me say she a cool one She rhyme on my record and she ram jam me gun The Princess of the Posse, me say she a cool girl She rhyme Brooklyn, the
put they game on play See my girl was out in deesa(?) it was all on me I figured I would hit the metro on the mad L.D. Now everybody know what the spring
ride...gotta get the party on ready for the good time...we'll be jammin all night long even in the head phones...gotta get it loud enough never keep it too low...put it on
without you on a regular keyback, sit back and talk on a cellular phone have a simple party order pizza out check out some videos you see selling out Put on
