Testo Phone Sexx - Trina feat. Qwote
Testo della canzone Phone Sexx (Trina feat. Qwote), tratta dall'album Still Da Baddest
Hi, this is Trina
And I stand at five two
One hundred and twenty-five pounds
Beautiful light gray eyes
Long, black curly hair that hangs down to the middle of my back
And right now, I'm home alone
And I'm looking to try something new
So if you're listening, why don't you leave me a message?
Take your hands, and close your eyes
And picture me
Touchin' ya thighs
Do you feel
Your body next to me?
I'm in ya mind, but physically
It feels so real, when we're on the phone
The way you talk, and the way you moan
I put your body to the test
It's not a fantasy, but it's phone sex
What's your description? I told you mine
I was feelin' real horny, called the party line
This dude sounded so good, I ain't wastin' time
I'mma just take my clothes off and just go for mine
The way that he was talkin' and describin his self
I pictured Reggie Bush, I ain't sayin nothin' else
My eyes closed tight on the livin' room couch
One hand in my (uhh), puttin' fingers in my mouth
Cheatin' on my man, I'm gettin' my freak on
Long as it ain't real, I ain't doin' nothin' wrong
Just a dirty fantasy on the football field
Me laid in the grass, moanin', lovin' how it feel
Pullin' my hair, bitin' my lip, throwin' it back, thrustin' my hips
Pourin' champagne down, he takin' sweet sips
Now we 'bout to climax, he just took me on a trip, ahhh
The next day I called the party line again
I was lookin' for that voice, that's when I bumped in
A thug that sounded like Trick to me, you should've heard that nasty fantasy
He made me see, us in a school house
I was the last student left, I was 'bout to walk out
He said bend over, show him a shot
In my private school skirt, so aroused I got
Hard as a missile, I blew on his whistle
Role-playing back and forth, he said I can't dismiss you
Asked me can I kiss you, then I got wet
This phone-bone thing gettin' better than sex
Don't need protection, everything's safe
I even let him spank me, I came on his
I know he was so amazed to hear me cum on the phone
We wasn't playin' no games, we was gettin' it on, ahh
Do you feel me baby? Sexin' your body?
Touchin' you softly? Makin' you want it?
Go 'head and close your eyes
Put your hands on ya thighs, let's fantasize, from the other end of the line
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Writer(s): Katrina Taylor, Reginald Saunders, Steve Obas, Jimmy Leonard
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