Song parody of
Talkin' on the Phone
by Timbaland
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Yo yo yo yo
Wah wah wah
Yea yo yo
Wah wah wah wah
Wah wah wah wah (uh huh)
Yo yo
Wah wah wah
I trusted her, my home girl from school (yea yea)
Introduced her to my man, they became cool (uh)
She told me that, that he loved me so (wah wah wah wah)
I shoulda known she liked him all along (yo)
They were
[Chorus:]
Talking on the phone (talking on the phone)
Gotta get your own (you gotta get your own man)
Leave my man alone (and leave my man alone)
Callin' him on the phone
Don't hate a girl, 'cause they too slick
They smile in my face, all on my man's (ohh...ficky ficky)
You don't know what, what I've been through
I get it first, then I do it
You
[Chorus]
Daaaa, da da (yo yo yo)
Daaaa, da da
Da da, da da (yo yo yo)
Daaaa, da da
Daaaa, da da (yo yo yo)
Daaaa, da da (yo yo yo yo)
Da da, da da (ficky ficky)
Ficky ficky ficky
S-you-P-A Fly, I'm cute
I, keep why'all bitches, chicken like soup
What why'all wan' do, I'm not that chick to talk shit
Nor I'm that chick to fuck wit'
Did you hear this?
Did you get this?
Watch Missy flip like an acrobatic
My automatic
Tongue tactic
Flows like this
Be the muthafuckin' shit
[shit echoes]
What I need right now
Is for why'all
You and Kelly
I need for why'all to
To come meet me in space
Now could why'all sing that for me again
That first verse
I trusted her, my home girl from school (yea yea)
Introduced her to my man, they became cool (uh)
She told me that, that he loved me so (wah wah wah wah)
I shoulda known she liked him all along (yo)
They were
[Chorus]
How do why'all like space? (wah wah wah wah)
Can you dig it?
Now if you like space for all my martian people out there
I need all why'all to put yalls hand up
If you can feel me
So I need Kelly to sing the second verse for me
Don't hate a girl, 'cause they too slick
They smile in my face, all on my man's (ohh...ficky ficky)
You don't know what, what I've been through
I get it first, then I do it (what she doin' girl)
You
Talking on the phone (say what)
Ta-ta-ta-talking on the phone (can you feel it)
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-talking on the phone (say what, yea)
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-talking on the phone (yea, say what, yo yo yo yo yo)
Talking on the phone (I'm feeling quite good right now)
Talking on the phone (but it's time for me to take my spaceship to another
level)
Talking on the phone (cuz right now I don't think the world is ready for
Timbaland)
Ta-ta-talking on the phone (I'm on that next level, can you dig it)
Ta-ta-talking on the phone (can you dig it)
Ta-ta-talking on the phone (I don't think so)
Come to the light, Kelly!
Yo yo yo yo
Wah wah wah
Yea yo yo
Wah wah wah wah
Wah wah wah wah (uh huh)
Yo yo
Wah wah wah
I trusted her, my home girl from school (yea yea)
Introduced her to my man, they became cool (uh)
She told me that, that he loved me so (wah wah wah wah)
I shoulda known she liked him all along (yo)
They were
[Chorus:]
Talking on the phone (talking on the phone)
Gotta get your own (you gotta get your own man)
Leave my man alone (and leave my man alone)
Callin' him on the phone
Don't hate a girl, 'cause they too slick
They smile in my face, all on my man's (ohh...ficky ficky)
You don't know what, what I've been through
I get it first, then I do it
You
[Chorus]
Daaaa, da da (yo yo yo)
Daaaa, da da
Da da, da da (yo yo yo)
Daaaa, da da
Daaaa, da da (yo yo yo)
Daaaa, da da (yo yo yo yo)
Da da, da da (ficky ficky)
Ficky ficky ficky
S-you-P-A Fly, I'm cute
I, keep why'all bitches, chicken like soup
What why'all wan' do, I'm not that chick to talk shit
Nor I'm that chick to fuck wit'
Did you hear this?
Did you get this?
Watch Missy flip like an acrobatic
My automatic
Tongue tactic
Flows like this
Be the muthafuckin' shit
[shit echoes]
What I need right now
Is for why'all
You and Kelly
I need for why'all to
To come meet me in space
Now could why'all sing that for me again
That first verse
I trusted her, my home girl from school (yea yea)
Introduced her to my man, they became cool (uh)
She told me that, that he loved me so (wah wah wah wah)
I shoulda known she liked him all along (yo)
They were
[Chorus]
How do why'all like space? (wah wah wah wah)
Can you dig it?
Now if you like space for all my martian people out there
I need all why'all to put yalls hand up
If you can feel me
So I need Kelly to sing the second verse for me
Don't hate a girl, 'cause they too slick
They smile in my face, all on my man's (ohh...ficky ficky)
You don't know what, what I've been through
I get it first, then I do it (what she doin' girl)
You
Talking on the phone (say what)
Ta-ta-ta-talking on the phone (can you feel it)
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-talking on the phone (say what, yea)
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-talking on the phone (yea, say what, yo yo yo yo yo)
Talking on the phone (I'm feeling quite good right now)
Talking on the phone (but it's time for me to take my spaceship to another
level)
Talking on the phone (cuz right now I don't think the world is ready for
Timbaland)
Ta-ta-talking on the phone (I'm on that next level, can you dig it)
Ta-ta-talking on the phone (can you dig it)
Ta-ta-talking on the phone (I don't think so)
Come to the light, Kelly!
