Hey how ya doin’ Sorry ya can’t get through Why don’t you leave your name And your number And I’ll get back to you Hey how are ya doin’ Sorry ya can’t get through Why don't you leave your name And your number And I’ll get back to you.
Once again it’s another rap bandit Fiending at I and I can’t stand it Wanna be down with the day-glow Knocking on my door, saying, hey yo yo Knocking on my door, saying, hey yo yo I got a funky new tune with a fly banjo I can’t understand what the problem is I find it hard enough dealing with my own biz How’d they get my name and my number Then I stop to think and wonder Bout a plan, yo man, I gotta step out town You wanna call me up? take my number down It’s 222-2222 I got an answering machine that can talk to you It goes
Hey how ya doin’ Sorry ya can’t get through Why leave your name and your number And I’ll get back to you
Yo, check it, exit the old style Enters the new But nothing’s new ’bout being hawked by a crew Or should I say flock cause around every block There’s Guss, Russ and Frank, with a demo in his palm Now I’m with helping those who want to help themselves I be like, yo black, just play me the tape But at the show the time to spare I just make But the songs created in they shacks Are so wick-wick-wack, situations like this And now I hate they give me smiles kool-aid wide and ask, Was it def? And with the straighest face I be like, hell yes. I slip them the digits to papa prince paul So I don’t go awol but yet I know when they call They get
Hey how ya doing Sorry ya can’t get through Why don’t you leave your name And your number And I’ll get back to you Hey how are ya doin Sorry you can’t get through Why don’t you leave your name and your number And I’ll get back to you Check it out