Phone Sex (Interlude) lyrics

by

Joe Budden


[Skit]
JOE BUDDEN: It's my type of sh*t right here. [?]
{Phone Rings}
JOE BUDDEN: You can't be serious. Yo, who's calling? You are so lucky this my f*cking... my f*cking wife on the phone. I was about to spit ass. Wassup? Huh? Wait, hold on a minute. Ayy, C4 if I put this motherf*cking phone to the mic you think it'll take? What'd you say? Is that taking?
WOMAN: It's too late at night to be working.
JOE BUDDEN: Nah, I need you to talk some of that good sh*t you be talking to me.
WOMAN: {Cackles} [?]. You workin' on some sh*t now?
JOE BUDDEN: Yeah, I'm in the studio, but f*ck the studio. Listen, I need you to talk some of that good sh*t you be talking to me in the night time.
WOMAN: {Laughs} No, [?] put me on for the street [?]
JOE BUDDEN: Listen, I ain't gotta say your name. f*ck your name. Just talk some of that good, that, that good sh*t that we be doing in the night time over the phone.
WOMAN: No, I can't. No, uh-uh. Don't play with me.
JOE BUDDEN: You corny!
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