Dead dial tone, Numbers being dialed)
(Phone ringing)
Man: Hello?
Woman: Whatchu doin'?
Man: Hey turn down the music I can't hear... Who's this?
Woman: Whatchu doin'?
Man: Com'on man, who's this?
Woman: Whatchu got on?
Man: Heh Heh, well stop playing.
Woman: I got on a shit.
Man: Woord, I don't have much time I gotta get back to work. And
If you're not going to tell me your name... I'm tired of... You know,
Com'on, What's up? What's your name?
Woman: I can't tell you my name, That's not important. You know
What?
Man: What?
Woman: I wantchu to stop workin'.
Man: Word.
Woman: Yeah...
Man: Whatchu wanna do?
Woman: I wantchu to help me.
Man: Aight, Whatchu want me to do?
Woman: I wantchu to
(moan) I wantchu to
(moan) Pass me some
Tissue, so I can wipe my ass.
(Laughing, Tiolet Flushing)
Writer(s): Sean Puffy Combs, Carl E. Thompson, Rozonda Ocielian Thomas
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