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Telephone (dude's Version) Lyrics


Shane Dawson Telephone (dude's Version)


Hello, hello, baby
Sorry I can't hear a thing.
I have got no service in the
Crib, you see, see
Wha-Wha-What did you say?
Oh, you're breaking up on me
Sorry, I cannot hear you,
I'm kinda busy.

K-kinda busy
K-kinda busy
Sorry, I'm ignoring you, I'm kinda busy.

Just a second,
It's my favorite game we gonna play
And I cannot text you when I am in my mercedes
Why can't you just take a hint,
I need some time for meh
My dudes are at my place & we are kinda busy

Stop callin, stop callin,
I don't wanna talk anymore!
We turned my living room into a big dance floor.
Stop callin, stop callin,
I don't wanna talk anymore!
We're fist pumping like were on the Jersey Shore

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephonin me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
I'm busy!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephonin me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh

You can bang all you want,
But you won't get the phone,
Cause you just gonnna sit at home alone!
You can pee on the floor,
Even bark at the door,
Or you just gonnna sit at home alone! [x2]

Bitch the way you Hollering won't make me leave no quicker
Stop updatin' my twitta
Takin' mobile pictures
Should throw my phone into the pool cause I'm finna slap ya
Throw a back hand at ya
Bitch I ain't gon' answa

Not that I don't like you,
I'm just need some time for me.
And girls are not invited to our menly partays
Sometimes I feel like you treat me like just a baby
But tonight I'm all grown
I'm drinking Hennessy

(I'm drinking Hennessy)
Drinking Hennessy
(I'm drinking Hennessy)
Drinking Hennessy
Actually Hennessy make me sick
So I'm drinking Kool-Aid

Stop callin, stop callin,
I don't wanna talk anymore!
We turned my living room into a big dance floor.
Stop callin, stop callin,
I don't wanna talk anymore!
We're wrist pumping like horny guys watching porn

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephonin me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
I'm busy!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephonin me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh

You can bang all you want,
But you won't get the phone,
Cause you just gonnna sit at home alone!
You can pee on the floor,
Even bark at the door,
Or you just gonnna sit at home alone! [x2]



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