Mr.Telephone
You telling them
And They telling me
You telling her She gon tell the streets
This how you make a lot of enemies
This how you make a lot of enemies
Play the telephone game
Mr telephone
I ain't hear a fucking thing
Cause I'm never home
Play the telephone game
Mr telephone
I don't need a damn thing
Leave my ass alone
Let it ring
Let it ring
Let it ring
Uh huh
Let it ring
Let it ring
Let it ring
Uh ahh
I ain't hear a thing
Let that shit ring
Look now
I ain't hear a thing
Let that shit ring
Look out
I let you slip when we met
That was our talking stage
I saw a pic of her man
I don't know why she stays
This feels a little mirage
We talking night and day
I'm still a kid at heart
I always love to play
You got a couple of red flags
You know I'm color blind
Signals that you give me
It's like a Stoplight
Your flaws ain't really that bad
When you compare to mine
You can search the whole world
I'll still be hard to find
You telling them
And They telling me
You telling her She gon tell the streets
This how you make a lot of enemies
This how you make a lot of enemies
Play the telephone game
Mr telephone
I ain't hear a fucking thing
Cause I'm never home
Play the telephone game
Mr telephone
I don't need a damn thing
Leave my ass alone
Let it ring
Let it ring
Let it ring
Uh huh
Let it ring
Let it ring
Let it ring
Uh ahh
I ain't hear a thing
Let that shit ring
Look now
I ain't hear a thing
Let that shit ring
Look out
Hoes in my phone
When I scroll by Daily
Chicks give me ass
Cause you tried to replace me
Digital love
That you sent to me lately
Ima need a bib
Cause I drooled like a baby
Are they all the same?
So Here's what I figured out
Internet fame been a game
Playing chess now
Ima take yo queen
And put her in a bigger house
Moneys not enough
She wants clout For that paper route
You telling them
And They telling me
You telling her She gon tell the streets
This how you make a lot of enemies
This how you make a lot of enemies
Play the telephone game
Mr telephone
I ain't hear a fucking thing
Cause I'm never home
Play the telephone game
Mr telephone
I don't need a damn thing
Leave my ass alone
Let it ring
Let it ring
Let it ring
Uh huh
Let it ring
Let it ring
Let it ring
Uh ahh
I ain't hear a thing
Let that shit ring
Look now
I ain't hear a thing
Let that shit ring
Look out
And They telling me
You telling her She gon tell the streets
This how you make a lot of enemies
This how you make a lot of enemies
Play the telephone game
Mr telephone
I ain't hear a fucking thing
Cause I'm never home
Play the telephone game
Mr telephone
I don't need a damn thing
Leave my ass alone
Let it ring
Let it ring
Let it ring
Uh huh
Let it ring
Let it ring
Let it ring
Uh ahh
I ain't hear a thing
Let that shit ring
Look now
I ain't hear a thing
Let that shit ring
Look out
I let you slip when we met
That was our talking stage
I saw a pic of her man
I don't know why she stays
This feels a little mirage
We talking night and day
I'm still a kid at heart
I always love to play
You got a couple of red flags
You know I'm color blind
Signals that you give me
It's like a Stoplight
Your flaws ain't really that bad
When you compare to mine
You can search the whole world
I'll still be hard to find
You telling them
And They telling me
You telling her She gon tell the streets
This how you make a lot of enemies
This how you make a lot of enemies
Play the telephone game
Mr telephone
I ain't hear a fucking thing
Cause I'm never home
Play the telephone game
Mr telephone
I don't need a damn thing
Leave my ass alone
Let it ring
Let it ring
Let it ring
Uh huh
Let it ring
Let it ring
Let it ring
Uh ahh
I ain't hear a thing
Let that shit ring
Look now
I ain't hear a thing
Let that shit ring
Look out
Hoes in my phone
When I scroll by Daily
Chicks give me ass
Cause you tried to replace me
Digital love
That you sent to me lately
Ima need a bib
Cause I drooled like a baby
Are they all the same?
So Here's what I figured out
Internet fame been a game
Playing chess now
Ima take yo queen
And put her in a bigger house
Moneys not enough
She wants clout For that paper route
You telling them
And They telling me
You telling her She gon tell the streets
This how you make a lot of enemies
This how you make a lot of enemies
Play the telephone game
Mr telephone
I ain't hear a fucking thing
Cause I'm never home
Play the telephone game
Mr telephone
I don't need a damn thing
Leave my ass alone
Let it ring
Let it ring
Let it ring
Uh huh
Let it ring
Let it ring
Let it ring
Uh ahh
I ain't hear a thing
Let that shit ring
Look now
I ain't hear a thing
Let that shit ring
Look out
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Writer(s): Rabeeh Istanbouli
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