(Who The Hell Just) Call My Phone

Ooh!

I need to ride dat

And get inside dat

And bend you over my damn knee

And girl when you hit me

And girl when you hit me

You act like just I don’t see

Oh no you don’t

Don‘t row your boat don’t row away don’t go

I was about to make the roof blow

When I see a number I don’t know

I say

Who the hell?

Who the hell?

Who the hell just call my phone?

Oh look at that boy, he mouth the words

Ooh them clothes

He’s alright if you can get the headphones off of him

He dead but the music tight

I need bubbles (Bubbles!)

Lots and lots of bubbles!!!

I gotta hit dat

And get wit dat

And on sunday I break bread

Did you hear what I said?

I get outta bed and

I rule the world with my damn head

When I hit you from behind

You gonna lose dey damn mind

Mad dog in the fog

I sleep like a log with a frog

In a chemical bog (Do the chorus one more damn time)

Who the hell?

Who the hell?

Who the hell just call my phone