Clmzzi – Telephone

Clmzzi – Telephone Lyrics

Artist: Clmzzi
Song: Telephone

Mr telephone man
There’s something wrong with my line
When I dial my baby’s number
I get a click every time

Mr telephone man
There’s something wrong with my line
When I dial my baby’s number
I get a click every time

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)

Pressed her head against my thigh
Damn 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)
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)
Pressed her head against my thigh

Damn 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
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)
Telephone man
There’s something wrong with my line

When I dial my baby’s number
I get a click every time
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