Songtexte




{*phone rings*} Hello?
This Keith, you're all by yourself? {*out of service tone*}
[Kool Keith]
Girl you're about to take a shower
Get in the bathtub, get your back scrubbed
Massagin your neck, feet rubbed
Baby oil on your toes while you get wet to my flows
I get turned on by the belly piercing
Your little ring in your nose
Decision makin you chose
Smell my cologne, fluctuatin your clothes
Me and McBenson
Project chicks in the green S-500 with extensions
From New York to Virginia to the Pocanos
In Cancun I send you to Rio De Janeiro, Brazil
{*out of service*} Keith ill
First man from New York City housin to have his face on a $30 bill
Chauffeur impressed, with sneakers on, dressed to kill
{*phone rings*}
[Chorus] + {*miscellaneous phone sounds*}
Telephone girlfriend (dressed to kill)
Telephone girlfriend (dressed to kill, dressed to kill)
Telephone girlfriend
[Kool Keith]
Answer the phone honey
You lay on my chest like Max Julien, Cleopatra status
Coke bottle shape, Miss Nubian
Watch your sheer nightgown in the bathroom light
With cameltoe showin, I can tell you tight
Loose jeans don't work, my job is to convert
Act like I don't know the bottles are there
I can see through your shirt
While you listen to some wack MC's turned Smokey Robinson on
No time for incoming calls, b-boys stay mad
Actin buddy and funny, walkin around for beats won't work
Shut your status and timin
I don't wanna have a career too extreme
But ladies think I'm Frankie Lymon
{*out of service*} They think I'm Frankie
[Chorus]
[Kool Keith]
In the living room, on the couch and sofa
Mature female, you act older
No problem at all when I walk witchu to the mall
Circle the parking lot, you park and hot
At night you booty call, we order things from Pink Dot
Blockbuster movies, Maxim, Hustler, got you in Spike leather jackets
With tats on your stomach like a wrestler
You challenge the taste tester
Like Gomez used to kiss on Morticia, in front of Uncle Fester
Charming my dear, kissin you around your ear
Arms and palms, legs and thighs
Don't be surprised (don't be surprised)
{*out of service*}
[Chorus]
(Dressed to kill, dressed to kill, dressed)
Telephone girlfriend
{*"If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"*}
{*"If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator"*}
{*out of service*} {"We're sorry, your call cannot be completed as dialed")
{*phone rings and tones to fade*}



Autor(en): Thornton Keith Mathew


Kool Keith - Lost Masters Collection
Album Lost Masters Collection
Veröffentlichungsdatum
04-08-2009

1   Tess Shit
2   Baby Baby
3   You Can't Go Outside
4   Robert Perry
5   Freaks
6   Girls Want You
7   New York City
8   Shit Expands
9   Cleavage
10   Girl You Know
11   Telephone Girlfriend
12   Everybody Playin Here
13   Taking Pictures
14   Gina Called
15   Same Sound
16   Trying To Talk To You
17   Move
18   Women Turn on Your T.V.
19   She Likes Your Sex
20   Varoom
21   Can't Fuck Wit This
22   The VooDoo
23   Feel About You
24   Kiss My Ass
25   Two Steps
26   Star Struck
27   No Stress
28   Tell em Bitch
29   I Want You To Be
30   14th Song On The Album
31   Think You're Sexy
32   Iraqi Verse
33   Keep On Jumpin'
34   Dark Thought (outro)
35   I'm Nice
36   Dance for You
37   Real Gold
38   Laid Back In the Sun
39   I Am Computer
40   Botswana
41   California Fly
42   Dunk On Them
43   No Sucker
44   Magician
45   Space Center
46   Motel 6 Super 8
47   Your Phone
48   Maxithong
49   Tell Them How
50   Future Galaxy




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