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Phone Sex Lyrics

Artist: Syleena Johnson
Album: Chapter 3: The Flesh

TWISTA:
Now twista and syleena on two, we can barely see each other and you know that we aint like that but what if I can find away where we can still be together and get freaky, would you like that, I know I'm making you warm I' about to fuck you all night and hit it back to the??.....even though I aint gon be there in the physical form, cause I, do anyway you want, freaky nigga from the hood, do ya good while I rub your body..........I could snatch you out that thong, and get it on as many times as you want, now visualize......while you touch yourself, can you feel me cummin through the phone???????

SYLEENA:
I'm waiting in the living room, drinking alazai, ready for you, to touch me soft rub me strong get me wet love me long but wait a minute, I need you too take all your clothes off, I want you too, come in here and set it off from the floor right to the bed baby tell me are you feeling me yet, on this phone sex, breathing hard while I touch my self, on this phone sex, gotta do it cause I'm by myself, on this phone sex, your not here but I feel ya babe, on this phone sex, and all you gotta do is scream my name, on this phone sex, getting hotter by the minute babe, on this phone sex, got me reaching for my rabbit babe, but I'm frontin' cause I know babe, it aint nothing like the real thing

Can you see me, in a red thong? Red pump heels, nothing else on, oil on my legs, cherry red lips, black hair strait, covering me breasts, would you like that? How about I, do a little strip tease, than you can take advantage of me, anything you want me to be, baby I can be your fantasy, on this phone sex, breathing hard while I touch my self, on this phone sex, gotta do it cause I'm by myself, on this phone sex, your not here but I feel ya babe, on this phone sex, and all you gotta do is scream my name, on this phone sex, getting hotter by the minute babe, on this phone sex, got me reaching for my rabbit babe, but I'm frontin' cause I know babe, it aint nothing like the real thing

Imagine me on top of the bed, on my hands and knees saying come here daddy come on and get it talk dirty to me, tell me how it feels fast or slow baby tell me what you wanna to do to me, ooh you feel so good keep it right there, Ima bout to climax on this phone sex, breathing hard while I touch my self, on this phone sex, gotta do it cause I'm by myself, on this phone sex, your not here but I feel ya babe, on this phone sex, and all you gotta do is scream my name, on this phone sex, getting harder by the minute babe, on this phone sex, got me reaching for my rabbit babe, but I'm frontin' cause I know babe, it aint nothing like the real thing

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