letra de telephone - clmzzi
[intro]
mr telephone man
there’s something wrong with my line
when i dial my baby’s number
i get a cl!ck every time
mr telephone man
there’s something wrong with my line
when i dial my baby’s number
i get a cl!ck every time
[chorus]
we can go back to my crib
sit back relax and sh-t
i’ll give you my hoodie
i don’t really care if it don’t fit (aye)
place your head up on my lap
i don’t really give a sh-t
grinding on you on the bed
we start gettin’ f-ckin’ lit (yuh yuh)
we can go back to my crib
sit back rеlax and sh-t
i’ll give you my hoodie
i don’t really carе if it don’t fit (aye)
place your head up on my lap
i don’t really give a sh-t
grinding on you on the bed
we start gettin’ f-ckin’ lit (yuh yuh)
[verse]
pressed her head against my thigh
d-mn that sh-t feels very nice
playin’ with her hair
i’m really hoping that there ain’t no lice
it’s okay tho i can stare into her pretty eyes (eyes eyes eyes)
we can snuggle and cuddle
for the entire f-ckin’ night (aye)
every single time we touch
gettin’ nervous start to blush
when i grab her by the waist
and pull her in i get a rush
i might slide right to her crib
maybe even say what’s up
you told me you’re home alone?
baby girl, i’m tryna f-ck (aye)
[chorus]
we can go back to my crib
sit back relax and sh-t
i’ll give you my hoodie
i don’t really care if it don’t fit (aye)
place your head up on my lap
i don’t really give a sh-t
grinding on you on the bed
we start gettin’ f-ckin’ lit (yuh yuh)
we can go back to my crib
sit back relax and sh-t
i’ll give you my hoodie
i don’t really care if it don’t fit (aye)
place your head up on my lap
i don’t really give a sh-t
grinding on you on the bed
we start gettin’ f-ckin’ lit (aye)
[verse]
pressed her head against my thigh
d-mn that sh-t feels very nice
playin’ with her hair
i’m really hoping that there ain’t no lice
it’s okay tho i can stare into her pretty eyes (eyes eyes eyes)
we can snuggle and cuddle
for the entire f-ckin’ night (aye)
every single time we touch
gettin’ nervous start to blush
when i grab her by the waist
and pull her in i get a rush
i might slide right to her crib
maybe even say what’s up
you told me you’re home alone?
baby girl, i’m tryna f-ck
[chorus]
we can go back to my crib
sit back relax and sh-t
i’ll give you my hoodie
i don’t really care if it don’t fit (aye)
place your head up on my lap
i don’t really give a sh-t
grinding on you on the bed
we start gettin’ f-ckin’ lit (yuh yuh)
we can go back to my crib
sit back relax and sh-t
i’ll give you my hoodie
i don’t really care if it don’t fit (aye)
place your head up on my lap
i don’t really give a sh-t
grinding on you on the bed
we start gettin’ f-ckin’ lit (yuh yuh)
[outro]
telephone man
there’s something wrong with my line
when i dial my baby’s number
i get a cl!ck every time
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