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cedes0 uploaded a new video
(3 weeks ago)

Video Phone Lyrics
Shawty, what yo name is?
Them hustlers keep on talkin' They like the way I'm walkin' You saying that you want me So press record, I'l...
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Video Phone Lyrics
Shawty, what yo name is?
Them hustlers keep on talkin' They like the way I'm walkin' You saying that you want me So press record, I'll let you film me
On your video phone, make a cameo Tape me on your video phone, I can handle you Watch me on your video phone, on your video, video If you want me you can watch me on your video phone
I love how you approach me Fresh white with your pants hangin' grown man low Everything you sayin' soundin' good to me No need to convince me anymore
Swag up, it's right, one blade, it's tight And I smell your cologne in the air Baby you doin' somethin' right You just cancelled every other man here
You say you like my bag and the color of my nails You can see that I got it goin' on I wanna make sure you remember me So I'ma leave my number on your video phone
I got no time for frontin' I know just what I'm wantin' If it's gonna be you and me When I call, they better see me on your video screen
Them hustlers keep on talkin' They like the way I'm walkin' You saying that you want me So press record, I'll let you film me
On your video phone, make a cameo Tape me on your video phone, I can handle you http://www.elyricsworld.com/video_pho... Watch me on your video phone, on your video, video If you want me you can watch me on your video phone
You my phone star And I'm happy when my lights flashin' 'Cause you on my receiver Hubba, hubba Honey, baby is so sexy that he should win an Oscar
And when you miss me, just remember that I always got you with me I'll be your Gene, you'll be my Brando I'ma put you in my move if you think that you can handle (Can you handle it?)
I know you like that (Can you handle it?) Turn you into a star, I got it like that (Can you handle it?) Baby don't fight it, (Tell 'em, B), 'cause when I miss yo call (Can you handle it?) I hit you right back on my video phone (You like what you see?)
Them hustlas like my fashion (You wanna video me?) They like the way I'm walkin' (You like what you see?) You sayin' that you want me (Go on and video me) So press record, I'll let you film me
On your video phone, make a cameo Tape me on your video phone, I can handle you Watch me on your video phone, on your video, video If you want me you can watch me on your video phone
Can you handle it? Can you handle it? (Tell 'em, B) Can you handle it? Can you handle it?
You like what you see? (Can you handle it?) You wanna video me? (Can you handle it?) You like what you see? (Can you handle it?) Go on and video me (Can you handle it?) You like what you see? (Can you handle it?) You wanna video me?
You know them Gs, they be hollerin', 'specially them hot ones Brooklyn, Atlanta, Houston, to New Orleans When they see me, they be like "Yo B, let me call you" You breakin' my focus, boy, you cute and you ballin'
You like it when I shake it? Shawty on a mission, what yo name is? What, you want me naked? If you likin' this position you can tape it on your video phone
Hustla keep on talkin' You like the way it's poppin' You sayin' that you want me Press record and baby, film me
On your video phone, make a cameo (Film me) Tape me on your video phone, I can handle you (Film me) Watch me on your video phone, on your video, video (Film Me) If you want me you can watch me on your video phone
Uh, uh, uh, ah, uh Uh, uh, uh, ah, uh (If you want me you can watch me on your) Video phone
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cedes0 uploaded a new video
(4 months ago)

DIS IS DA HOTTEST JOINT FRUM NICKY FUCKING NIWINSKIEE LOL...AKA NICKI MINAJ HERE ARE THE LYRICS! [Verse 1 Nicki] Who da hell is this? Callin me at 124...
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DIS IS DA HOTTEST JOINT FRUM NICKY FUCKING NIWINSKIEE LOL...AKA NICKI MINAJ HERE ARE THE LYRICS! [Verse 1 Nicki] Who da hell is this? Callin me at 1247 in the night While I'm watchin the fight. Lookin at the phone it's no name in sight Blocked ID, knew somethin just wasn't right It's my girl Kandi from out in Miami Tellin me that my man with some bitch in a Camry Car seat in the back like he started a family Yo Kan stop playin what the fuck are you sayin? Remember them chicks from da Brick 'round nine six That we seen when we hit a lick by the projects? Oh, you mean Leah, little sister Maria I use to go see her in front of the Pizzeria I didn't say them, they schooled to some bitch that you knew from back when some bitch named Kim Light skinned flim use to rock a low rim. Followed them to the crib, but the lights real dim They hit me on the chirp warning me now I'm warning you What's it gonna be? Nicki tell me what you wanna do
Chorus Damn I'm a have to send her to her maker x3 I'm a send her to her maker x2
[Verse 2 Nicki] They heard about his good sex and long erections Nice complexion, Magnums for protection They even heard about his tongue game How the nigga gave brain ain't stopped 'til the cum came But that's words of Hip Hop ? I popped the bitch top, like a corona CALL A CORINA, it's gonna be a lot of black dresses and chest vest's if I find out he got a next Mrs. What you think all the goons is for Two by the door a few more out in New York And I feel 'em curry chicken, I'm all about my green NAW MEAN? Got some fat bitches in the kitchen I got a spot like OX and we cook OX tail got a scale for what's in the mail I got whatever on my nigga Pail, But if the nigga bail I'll have 'em sleepin with some killa whales Damn bitches wanna fuck with my man on the other hand things ain't always what you plan It's the ones up in ya Prom picture So long with'cha Now they wanna creep in ya mans jeep I bet you Nicki won't sleep Cause I'm a put the heat to ya beak, you'll bird like TWEET TWEET And watch you smoke like a cigarette Shoulda left the bitch a pack of Nicorette Leave all them foul bitches wet I give a fuck about you and ya bum crew Mami I'm the truth they salute when I come threw I'm not runnin bitch I bust my gun and hold on I hear somebody comin
Three Knocks POLICE OPEN UP!
[Nicki] Shit, that bitch Kandi set me up yo
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