2 Fast 2 Furious movie - Pick Up The Phone lyrics
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Intro: <br>
Man we talking racecars nigga this aint no joke!<br>
R-Kelly: Fresh out the kitchen, so dont touch it yet it's hot. <br>
We bout to cross the finish line ladies and gentlemen! <br>
I suggest you c'mon! Tyrese, Luda, Kells...<br>
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(Chorus:)<br>
When you hear the<br>
Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, <br>
Pick up the phone!<br>
Hello hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, when you hear the...<br>
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Behind chorus now: <br>
Yo wats up this is Kells im not here right now. <br>
Leave your name and # and I'll get back with ya. <br>
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Verse 1 R-Kelly: <br>
C'mon ahh c'mon! <br>
Everywhere I go its another show its another party, its another hoe. <br>
And everywhere I go its another homie, its another drink and it's another room.<br>
And gettin that cash theres always always a tailor, always a jewler, always a hater. <br>
When u'z a star theres never a way out, <br>
These broke ass niggas are gon' have their hands up. <br>
Im tiired of the drama. <br>
Im bout to hop my ass of in my humma. <br>
And hit the road like I was carl Rayson on a vacation, leave them all sayin...<br>
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Chorus...<br>
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Behind Chorus: <br>
Yo wats up this Is kells Im not here tight now. <br>
Leave your name and # Ill get back with ya. <br>
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Verse 2 Tyresse: <br>
Now when you hear a beep leave a message, <br>
only way you can catch me on the south side of town,<br>
with them things on the ground. <br>
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Cause I'm ballin like spalding, shootin dice like pool! <br>
Plus im up in the club for free cause I got pulled. <br>
I never buy dringks for bitches unless this bitch my missus <br>
Or this bitch is my mistress givin me sexual healing.<br>
No time for love feelings dont tell me yall alone. <br>
This here like drug dealins get your kiss out and I'm gone.<br>
Seven Hiasian hunnies piled up in a Bentley coupe. <br>
12 Chinese chickenheads fella what you wanna do? <br>
Man I'm tired of all these fake nigga type dudes. <br>
Chicks wanna rotate with these 8 figga type dudes.<br>
I'm a fresh dude, white tee and throwback dude. <br>
All white shoes, blue yellow, red jewlws. <br>
Money is like steriods, look at my muscles, <br>
And if the dance play out, its back to the hussle.<br>
Some say the albums commin out, it aint gon' sell. <br>
Debut at #1... Click!<br>
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Chorus...<br>
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Behind Chorus: <br>
This your baby boy Tyrese, <br>
If you aint spreddin that seed dont even wanna see yaaa.<br>
Ay! its Luda... Either you nuttin or you aint talkin 'bout nuttin. <br>
Im not trying to hear. Yo this is kells... <br>
You aint talking bout no money I aint calling you back. <br>
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Verse 3 (Tyrese?): <br>
Unless you talkin doe, dont call my phone. <br>
If you talkin sex, then call my phone.<br>
If you with your man dont call my phone.<br>
When that niggas gone, then call my phone.<br>
Unless you got dome drink, dont call my phone. <br>
20 chix or more, than call my phone. <br>
When you need a favor, don't call my phone, if you got some ksst!<br>
Then call my phone. <br>
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Chorus...<br>
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Behind Chorus: <br>
Yo watsup its Tyrese. <br>
You aint callin me bout no money get up off my phone!<br>
Yeea, waddup its Luda. Probly lookin at the caller Id... <br>
Dont even wanna talk to your ass! <br>
Yo watsup the this is Kells, Im not here right now, <br>
Leave your name and # and Ill get back with ya. <br>
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Verse 4-Ludacris: <br>
Whooo! Now see Im just a black man livin out a black mans dream. <br>
I went from popeyes to eatin flinstone wings<br>
Pourin out alchahaul rollin up green, playin X-box on a hundred inch screen <br>
Mayn its not a game these dames they not usedta. <br>
Takin private jets, flyin to St.Lucia <br>
And then we can sex till the break of dawn cause <br>
I love'm tonight but don't respect them in the norning. OOhh! <br>
I got million stashed, cause in God we trust but other people pay cash. <br>
A man once told me no guts no glory so <br>
I got my beam attachced to my twin glok 40s. <br>
Now all my x-girlfriends wipe your smiles, <br>
6 carz and 7 cribs how you like me now.<br>
I had to turn off the ringer just to hear you moan, <br>
But if its your man, pick up the God-Damned phone!<br>
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Chorus...<br>
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Behind Chorus: <br>
Grown and sexy, Tyrese. Robkel callabo uh huh?<br>
Yo wats up this is kells, im not here right now.<br>
Leave your name and # and Ill get back to ya <br>
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Chorus fades...<br>
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