Lyrics:
dancing on the telephone
Operator, high anticipation
Cool exchange, in a boys imagination
Ooh, ooh, I'm dancing on the telephone
When you call me, I
I'll try again tomorrow.
Over again, as time passes by.
[Chorus]
Telephone Exchange, you've got the same old line.
Telephone Exchange, just say
ringing
Telephone ringing
Telephone ringing
Your call has been forwarded by an automatic voice message system
At the tone please record your message
When
I'll try again tomorrow.
Over again, as time passes by.
Chorus:
Telephone Exchange, you've got the same old line.
Telephone Exchange, just say
Good at it, oh it comes automatic
Lies more lies
I can tell they're lies
I can see right through,
You have see-through eyes
Knocked down like a?
ATL Jacob
Me and lil' mama, we exchange the fuck faces
Pour the brown liquor up, make me go brazy
Coolin' you down, you makin' me win
Me
on God like a telephone, Jesus gon' take me home
I'm losing the clip, it's full automatic
They shooting right back, it don't do no damage
Try to bate me
want it ain't hard
Yeah, you see what I mean
I'm an automatic teller machine
You know what to do
You know that's the way I like it
If you want
A public telephone,I found it
Hesitating to call,I know him
Something makes him automatic
Recently he is not the same
We like each other
He is old my
you cry
As you wait for me by the telephone line
Because you gave yourself away
And now you sit, you're all alone
Silent by the telephone
Your mind's
of Christmas, although it may seem strange
On the twelfth day of Christmas, I'm going to exchange
An automatic vegetable slicer that works when you see it
I'll pull out my plastic glock, automatic
Synthetic material, burial plots in order
Headed down to the Mexican border
Smokin' that smellie, Northern
plastic glock, automatic
Synthetic material, burial plots in order
Headed down to the Mexican border
Smokin' that smellie, Northern Cali
Gonna put a slug in
do?"
And your friends won't pick up the telephone
Even the ones you held close
And when the automatic door won't open for you
You feel like a ghost
know you get what you want
I'll send you under how you want
Want the Anaconda take it off take it off
Do you in the automatic
Eyes on me we be holding up
weil hier alle nur komplett wie der Rest sind
Ich fühl im Blut, dass es klappt mit dem Rapding
Ich rap automatic wie ne motherfuckin' Gatling
Ich häng
is pick up your telephone
and dial now
634-5789 That's my number
634-5789
And if you need a little huggin'
call on me, lord have mercy
And if you
it off
Do you in the automatic
Eyes on me we be holding up the traffic
Tell me your a bad gal mmm lemme have it
Can't hide my girl know you got it,
Fast cars, diamond rings
Money over love
The best things in life ain't free
Money over love
Exchange your time for nickels and dimes
The world don't
We get loud for a day
Quiet for the 6
You dash out and spray
On the mirror
Is you serious
Delirious
(telephone or filter vocals)
Hello
They
bitch on my telephone
Face to face or toe to toe
Good or bad I'm two of those
All these bitches takin' drugs
Pull up on em watch 'em duck
Drivin' in
stop thinking about those country roads
I call her while I'm sipping on this whiskey
She's crying I can hear it through the telephone
Told her one day
young director we were calling shots that automatic spray and turn the ops to a twerk team
I seen it happen
Point blank range nigga they weren't even
My brain contains an artifact
No time to waste, no holding back,
I'll put myself up on the map
Stay in my lane, away from lames,
I can't exchange in
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