Head ringing like a telephone
Don't wanna pick it up
Don't wanna know
Lately I been going crazy
Little hip hop lullaby
You're the kick I'm the snare don't make me cry
Baby I've been going out of my mind
On a cold afternoon in the back of a saloon
Caught a barfly on a silver spoon
He said
Hey there brother won't you play me a tune
Maybe you could quote about a man on a moon I said
He got a top hat
Tails and a swatch watch hanging from his fake gold chain
Nothing top notch
So I sang this song about banging a gong in the burning bar
With the king and kong
He had a briefcase filled with whatever you want for a little bit more
We got the grey poupon
He like to paint the town I spread the favors around
He got dirty one morning and the street caught pound
Got a lollipop tastes like a million bucks
With just a hint of honey baby just call my lust
Can't remember what happened from that point on
Guess what all my teachers were wrong
Head ringing like a telephone
Don't wanna pick it up
Don't wanna know
Lately I been going crazy
Little hip hop lullaby you're the kick I'm the snare don't make me cry
Baby I've been going out of my mind
I'm your electric butterfly wings with barbeque sauce
Got a touch of cherry academic glazed off
And her blouse and her butt make her booty look bigger
But a gun ain't a gun if you don't pull the trigger
So I figured out a way to play hostage slicing the cut rates
Spot in the black light lamps casino
Glass of vino and my lady friend she wanna fly with seagulls
Shit is real with the lime chase it down with patron
Feel fine in the morning if she just gets stoned
She smoke Marlboro reds she's a Maryland clone
Doing lines in the line before the flight back home
Sucks the car when you're high thirty thousand feet in the sky
You get high so you close your eyes
Think about a better place yeah
Head ringing like a telephone
Don't wanna pick it up
Don't wanna know
Lately I been going crazy
Little hip hop lullaby you're the kick I'm the snare
Don't make me cry
Baby I've been going out of my mind
I know I know I know
Lo lo lo
Ve ve ve
It ain't that easy
So light the torch in the midnight scorching moonlight
If loving life is wrong I don't wanna do right
Put on the new shoes hop up on a new bike
And pedal out of town
Here we go
This is another so a from city
This city is pedal out of town
Head ringing like a telephone
Don't wanna pick it up
Don't wanna know
Lately I been going crazy
Little hip hop lullaby you're the kick
I'm the snare don't make me cry
Baby I've been going out of my mind
Head ringing like a telephone
Don't wanna pick it up
Don't wanna know
Lately I been going crazy
Little hip hop lullaby
You're the kick I'm the snare don't make me cry
Baby I've been going out of my mind
