Dee - Phone Numbers Freestyle lyrics

[Intro: Laracious] LB on the track Let's get these phone numbers Let's go [Verse 1: Laracious] Hit me with that phone number Call me when you up and humper Yes she is my girlfriend But she ain't on that type of number A quick popper she on alert She ask the store phone clerk Can I get your phone number The dights are as fast as work Then you play those cards right And that a** is deep and tight Scooby Doo on the track too Scared and boo'd like Blue's Clue's Jay and Dee on the track too Play hard well work with you Been ballin on the court too Tech tigers will k** you [Hook x2: Ladell Parks] When I get paid my checks be looking like phone numbers (They do) And when your girl act right then I won't dump her (Nope) A short or tall redbone is what I prefer (I do) As long as I can get her, out her underwear (Yes) When I get paid my checks be looking like phone numbers (They do) And when your girl act right then I won't dump her (Nope) A short or tall redbone is what I prefer (Yes) As long as I can get her, out her underwear (Ha) [Verse 2: Dee] Lil Dee say the truth n***a chillin in the booth f** n***as keep playin Have them missing a tooth f** hoes get money, have a baby name ruth Stay fly, no lie Swagger will make a b**h cry LP, Rae Rae, Lil Dee sh**s cray I'm a natural born baller stay hooping all day Yo b**h I take that We gettin money That's statin facts We ball hard like John Wall n***as stay in the back, like a** crack Got b**hes on tap, hoes trippin on my lap She slip me the dights You know I'm gettin We ride around with the roof missin I don't get no head these hoes trippin [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Ladell Parks] Your girl just call my phone Tell me what the hell she on Tell me that she's trying to bone Grab a condom, put one on This right here your f**in song Dee and LB that'll be wrong Make you get her out her thong Cause s** that's gone be long Hit that sh** like King Kong Damn boy I know you strong Get your friends to tag along Stretch her sh** all day long Make you think right or wrong Everyone play ping pong This night gone be long This yo f**in drinking song Wait hold up, grab me a beer I'm gonna make this sh** f**in clear Play this sh** all year Do this sh** like a career In the beginning of the school year I quit my job cashier Force to volunteer Car stuck in low gear Can't even turn or steer Just my luck this year No one around or near To get me in the f**ing clear Think imma drop a tear Damn this my worse fear I'm gonna miss the world premiere Of the worse song this year [Hook x2]