Phone Sex Feat. Twista Lyrics

Twista:
Now Twista & Syleena on tour,
we can barely see each other, and you told you ain't like that,
but if i find a way we can still be together and your freaky,
would you like that,
i know i'm gettin you warm, i'm about to fuck you all night
and hit it til the morn',
how i do it, keep you wetter than a mystical storm,
even though i ain't gon' be there in the physical form
Cuz I,lick you anywhere that want, freaky nigga from the hood,
doin you good while i rub you body,
pull yo' hair, to a ???, so that i can get up in you from the back,
while I scream "oooh shawty" ,i could snatch you out that thong,
and get it on as many times as you want,
now visualize that it's me while you touch yourself,
can you feel me cummin through the phone?

Syleena:
I'm waiting
In the living room
Drinking Alize'
Ready for you
To touch me soft, rub me strong, get me wet, love me long
But wait a minute

I need you to (Take all your clothes off)
I want you to (Come in here and set it off)
From the floor to the bed
Baby tell me are feeling me yet

Chorus:
(On this phone sex) Breathing hard while I touch myself
(On this phone sex) Gotta do it cause I'm by myself
(On this phone sex) You're not here but I feel you 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
(On this phone sex)
But I'm frontin cause I know babe (baby)
It ain't nothin like the real thing

Ahhhh

Can you see me
In a red thong
Red pump heals Syleena Johnson - Phone Sex Feat. Twista - http://motolyrics.com/syleena-johnson/phone-sex-feat-twista-lyrics.html
Nothing else on
Oil on my legs
Cherry red lips
Black hair straight
Covering my breasts
Would you like that?
How bout I? (Do a little strip tease)
Then you can (Take advantage of me)
Anything you want me to be
Baby I can be your fantasy

Chorus:
(On this phone sex) Breathing hard while I touch myself
(On this phone sex) Gotta do it cause I'm by myself
(On this phone sex) You're not here but I feel you 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
(On this phone sex)
But I'm frontin cause I know babe (baby)
It ain't nothin like the real thing

Imagine me on the top of the bed
On my hands and knees- saying
"Come here daddy, come on and get in"
Talk dirty to me
Tell me how it feels
Fast or slow baby
Tell me what you wanna do to me
Ooh, you feel so good
Keep it right there
I'm about to climax
On this phone sex

Chorus:
(On this phone sex) Breathing hard while I touch myself
(On this phone sex) Gotta do it cause I'm by myself
(On this phone sex) You're not here but I feel you 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
(On this phone sex)
But I'm frontin cause I know babe (baby)
It ain't nothin like the real thing

Ahhhh ahhh ahhh ooooo ahhhhhh ahhhh (sounds)