My cell phone rings, its my girl Lorraine,
And that bitch rings, like shes in pain,
My mood change when she told me why,
I swear I dang near lost my mind,
Her boyfriend apparently forgot their anniversary,
I tried real hard to hold my tongue,
But Im work and shes on 1 (one)
Now what,
Chorus:
What you want me to do about it,
That Im busy now, what you call me for,
If you dont understand it, then let me break it down,
Dont wanna hear no more,
Itd be different if you would call me just to say whats up,
I really dont have time to be giving advice to you,
Now Im hanging out, dont wanna hear you bye,
My candles lit, my music low,
My evenings free, so Im in chill mode,
Im in the tub when my home phone rings,
Well Im like voicemail do your thing,
They called back twice and I gave in,
Picked up expecting Timbaland,
I said hello, trying to sound real rude,
It was Tina on the line trying to borrow some shoes,
Im like what,
Chorus
Kylie, dont be so mean,
If Im so mean quit calling me,
You dont care if Im doing my thing,
Cause my phone still rings and it bothers me,
Its an emergency,
Well call the police if its really that deep,
I know its not really that deep,
So relax yourself and quit harassing me,
