Man we talking race cars nigga, this aint no joke (Hello, hello) Uh, yea (Hello, hello) Fresh out the kitchen (Hello, hello) So don't touch it yet, (ha ha) its hot (Hello, hello) Uh, we bout to cross the finish line ladies and gentlemen (Hello, hello) I suggest you common (Hello, hello) Shh shh shh shh, Woo, Shh shh shh shh, Woo (Hello, hello) Tyrese, Uh, Luda, Kells (Hello, hello, hello, hello) WHEN YOU HEAR THE...
(Hello, hello) yo wassup, this is Kells (Hello, hello) Im not in right now (Hello, hello) Leave your name and number at the beep (Hello, hello) I'll get with cha (PICK UP THE PHONE!) [R. Kelly] Hello [Girl Voice] Hello [R. Kelly] Hello, hello Common [Girl Voice] Hello [R. Kelly] Hello, hello [Girl Voice] Hello [R. Kelly] Hello AHHH...Common
[Tyrese]
Everywhere I go, its another show Its another party, its another ho And everywhere I go, its another hommie Its another drinkin, its another room
And getting that cash, its always a tailor Always a true love, always a hater When youz a star, theres never a way out These broke ass niggaz is gon' have they hands out
Im tiiiiired of the drama (Ho) Im bout to hop my ass off in my hummer (Ho) And hit the road like I was Carl Rayson On a va-cation, leave em all saying... WHEN YOU HEAR THE...
(Hello, hello) yo wassup, this is Kells (Hello, hello) Im not in right now (Hello, hello) Leave your name and number at the beep (Hello, hello) I'll get with cha (PICK UP THE PHONE)
Now when you hear the beep leave a message Only way you can catch me, on the south side of town With them things on the ground Cause im ballin like Spalding, shootin dice like POOL Plus in up in the club, for free cause I got HOOKED
I never buy drinks, for bitches Unless this bitch my misses Or this bitch is my mistress, giving me sexual healing
Now time for love feelings (Whoa) Don't tell me yall alone (Whoa) This here like drug dealings Get your kiss out and im gone
Seven hiaasen honeys pilled up in the Bentley Coup Chinese chicken heads, fella what you wann do Man im tired of all these fake nigga type dudes Chicks wanna rotate with these eight figga type dudes
Im a fresh dude, white T and throw back dude All white shoes...blue, yellow, red jewels Money is like steroids, look at my mussels And if the dance play out, its back to the hustle Some say the albums commin out, it aint gon sell Debut at number 1...CLICK! [ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/69Xh ] WHEN YOU HEAR THE...
[Tyrese]
(Hello, hello) This ya baby boy tyrese (Hello, hello) If you aint spreading that seed (Hello, hello) Don't even leave ya number (Hello, hello)