paroles de chanson Phone Sex - Twista , Syleena Johnson
Now
Twista
and
Syleena
on
tour,
we
can
barely
see
each
other
and
you
told
me
you
aint
like
that.
But
what
if
I
find
a
way
where
we
can
still
be
together
and
get
freaky,
would
you
like
that?
I
know
I'm
gettin
you
warm
I
about
to
f**k
you
all
night
and
hit
it
into
the
morn.
How
I
do
it,
keep
you
wetter
then
a
mystical
storm.
Even
though
I
aint
gon
be
there
in
the
physical
form,
cause
I,
lick
you
anywhere
you
want,
freaky
nigga
from
the
hood,
do
ya
good
when
I
rub
your
body.
Pull
your
hair
till
I
scream
so
that
I
can
get
up
in
you
from
the
back
while
I
scream
oooh
shorty
(I
like
that)
I
could
snatch
you
out
that
thong,
let's
get
it
on
as
many
times
as
you
want.
Now
visualize
that
it's
me
while
you
touch
yourself,
can
you
feel
me
cummin
through
the
phone?
I'm
waiting
in
the
living
room,
drinking
alazai,
ready
for
you,
to
touch
me
soft
rub
me
strong
get
me
wet
love
me
long
but
wait
a
minute,
I
need
you
to
take
all
your
clothes
off,
I
want
you
to,
come
in
here
and
set
it
off
from
the
floor
to
the
bed
baby
tell
me
are
you
feeling
me
yet,
on
this
phone
sex,
breathing
hard
while
I
touch
myself,
on
this
phone
sex,
gotta
do
it
cause
I'm
by
myself,
on
this
phone
sex,
your
not
here
but
I
feel
ya
babe,
on
this
phone
sex,
and
all
you
gotta
do
is
scream
my
name,
on
this
phone
sex,
getting
harder
by
the
minute
babe,
on
this
phone
sex,
got
me
reaching
for
my
rabbit
babe,
but
I'm
frontin?
Cause
I
know
babe,
it
aint
nothing
like
the
real
thing
Can
you
see
me,
in
a
red
thong?
Red
pump
heels,
nothing
else
on,
oil
on
my
legs,
cherry
red
lips,
black
hair
strait,
covering
my
breasts,
would
you
like
that?
How
about
I,
do
a
little
strip
tease,
than
you
can
take
advantage
of
me,
anything
you
want
me
to
be,
baby
I
can
be
your
fantasy,
on
this
phone
sex,
breathing
hard
while
I
touch
my
self,
on
this
phone
sex,
gotta
do
it
cause
I'm
by
myself,
on
this
phone
sex,
your
not
here
but
I
feel
ya
babe,
on
this
phone
sex,
and
all
you
gotta
do
is
scream
my
name,
on
this
phone
sex,
getting
harder
by
the
minute
babe,
on
this
phone
sex,
got
me
reaching
for
my
rabbit
babe,
but
I'm
frontin?
Cause
I
know
babe,
it
aint
nothing
like
the
real
thing
Imagine
me
on
top
of
the
bed,
on
my
hands
and
knees
saying
come
here
daddy
come
on
and
get
it
talk
dirty
to
me,
tell
me
how
it
feels
fast
or
slow
baby
tell
me
what
you
wanna
to
do
to
me,
ooh
you
feel
keep
it
right
there,
I'm
about
to
climax
on
this
phone
sex,
breathing
hard
while
I
touch
my
self,
on
this
phone
sex,
gotta
do
it
cause
I'm
by
myself,
on
this
phone
sex,
your
not
here
but
I
feel
ya
babe,
on
this
phone
sex,
and
all
you
gotta
do
is
scream
my
name,
on
this
phone
sex,
getting
harder
by
the
minute
babe,
on
this
phone
sex,
got
me
reaching
for
my
rabbit
babe,
but
I'm
frontin?
Cause
I
know
babe,
it
aint
nothing
like
the
real
thing
1 The Flesh (Interlude)
2 Hypnotic
3 Hypnotic
4 He Makes Me Say
5 Special Occasion
6 More
7 More
8 Bull's-Eye (Suddenly)
9 Classic Love Song (Main with Jermaine Dupri)
10 Phone Sex
11 Phone Sex
12 Slowly
13 Time
14 Still Open
15 Another Relationship
16 Leave Me Alone
17 Apartment For Rent
18 Only A Woman
19 The Flesh (Outro)
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