Syleena johnson phone sex lyrics

How I do it, keep you wetter then a mystical storm. I know Im making you warm I'm about to fuck you all night And hit it until the morn How I do it keep you wet Under the mystical storm Even though I ain't gon' be there In the physical form 'Cause I, lick anyway you want Freaky nigga from the hood Do ya good while I rub your body Move your head towards me So that I can get up in you from the back While I scream, ooh shawty I could snatch you up out that thong Let's 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? How I do it, keep you wetter then a mystical storm. New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer I'm waiting In the living room Drinking Alize' Waiting 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 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 want you babe baby It ain't nothin like the real thing Ahhhh Can you see me In a red thong Red pump heals Nothing else on Oil my legs Cherry red lips Long black hair Covering my breasts Would you like that? But what if I find a way where we can still be together and get freaky, would you like that? Pull your hair till I scream so that I can get up in you from the back while I scream oooh shorty I like that I could snatch you out that thong, let's get it on as many times as you want. Red pump heals nothing else on Oil on my legs, cherry red lips Black hair straight, coverin' my breasts Would you like that? 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 Ah, are you there? Pull your hair till I scream so that I can get up in you from the back while I scream oooh shorty I like that I could snatch you out that thong, let's get it on as many times as you want. Syleena Johnson Phone Sex feat. Do a little strip tease Then you can Take advantage of me Anything you want me to be Baby, I can be your fantasy 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 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" Baby Fast or slow, baby Tell me, what you wanna do to me? How 'bout I? Edit lyrics Lyrics for Phone Sex feat.