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
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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 movie 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
Bad Romance Lyrics
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!
Roma-Roma-ma-ah!
Ga-ga-ooh-la-la!
Want your bad romance
I want your ugly
I want your disease
I want your everything
As long as it’s free
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
I want your drama
The touch of your hand
I want you leather studded kiss in the scene
And I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want a bad,your bad romance
I want your loving
And I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your loving
All your love is revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!
Roma-Roma-ma-ah!
Ga-ga-ooh-la-la!
Want your bad romance
I want your horror
I want your design
‘Cause you’re a criminal
As long as your mine
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
I want your psycho
Your vertical stick
Want you in my room
When your baby is sick
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want a bad,your bad romance
I want your loving
And I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your loving
All your love is revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!
Roma-Roma-ma-ah!
Ga-ga-ooh-la-la!
Want your bad romance
Walk walk fashion baby
Work it
Move that bitch crazy
Walk walk fashion baby
Work it
Move that bitch crazy
Walk walk fashion baby
Work it
Move that bitch crazy
Walk walk fashion baby
Work it
Imma Freak bitch baby
I want your love
And I want your revenge
I want your love
I don’t wanna be friends
(The Same But In French)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
I want your loving
And I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your loving
and all your love is revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Blah Blah Blah
Oh
Ba da da da ba da da da da
Comin' out your mouth with your blah blah blah
Zip your lip like a padlock
And meet me at the back with the jack and the jukebox
I don't really care where you live at
Just turn around boy, let me hit that
Don't be a little bitch with your chit chat
Just show me where your dicks at
Musics up
Listen hot stuff
I'm in love
With this song
So just hush
Baby shut up
Heard enough
Stop t-t-talkin' that
Blah blah blah
Think you'll be getting this
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blah
Boy come on get your rocks stuff
Come put a little love in my glove box
I wanna dance with no pants on, holla
Meet me in the back with the jack and the jukebox
So cut to the chase kid
'Cause I know you don't care what my middle name is
I'm gonna be naked
And your wasted
Musics up
Listen hot stuff
I'm in love
With this song
So just hush
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Baby shut up
Heard enough
Stop t-t-talkin' that
Blah blah blah
Think you'll be getting this
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blah
[30H!3]
You be delaying, you always sayin' some shit
You say I'm playin' I'm never layin the disc
Sayin blah blah blah cause I don't care who you are
In this bar it only matters who I is
Stop t-t-talkin' that
Blah blah blah
Think you'll be getting this
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah
Think you'll be getting this
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blah
Ohh
Blah Blah Blah
Stop talking
Stop t-t-talkin' that
