Get together lyrics

Artist  : 69 boyz 
Song : Get together
 

( ) = woman`s line 

Cellphone ringing. 
Voice in background:  "Yo Vernon!  Yo nigga,
get the phone!" 

Verse 1:  Thrill Da Playa 
Hello? 
(Hey baby, what you doin`?) Playin` tetherball 
And eatin` cream out the middle of some Oreos 
I meant to call you back last night 
But I was watchin a video of an Evander Holyfield
fight 
Next time you see your friend Michelle, 
Tell her if she ain`t fake, one of my boys wanna
yell 
Anyway, that`s enough of that 
When we gon` hook up, so I can pack the
kitty-cat? 
Oh, now you wanna play the switcheroo? 
Well call me back when you gon` let me hit the
coochy-coo 
Just because I play the Babyface 
Don`t mean that I`m a punk that won`t hang up in
a lady`s face 
Oh, I thought you might change your mind 
`Cause a fella like myself, I must admit, is hard
to find 
You coulda stuck with your ex-man 
Just to chit-chat and talk about wedding plans 
`Cause I ain`t gonna talk respectfully 
I talk reality, and how we can fulfill your needs
sexually 
The kinda stuff that`ll make you wonder 
And callin` me is cheaper than a 976 number 
And I ain`t tryin` to run game 
I belong to you, so I ain`t tryin` to prove a
damn thing! 
So we can do whatever, but now, all I 
Wanna know is, when is we gon` get together? 

Chorus: 
I hope that we can get together soon (3x) 
In my room, yeh, drinkin` a bottle of brewww ... 

Verse 2:  Thrill Da Playa 
So when you gonna let me get ya hot? 
We`ll get some wine, food, and a room at the
Mariott 
What?  Filet mignon and Parignon? 
Well I was thinkin` more Dom and lime potato
chips and (?) 
Baby, I ain`t bein` cheap! 
But if we gon` be workin` out, we don`t need to
have too much to eat 
I`m sure you need some work on your thighs 
And for sure my third leg could use a little
exercise 
Hold on a second, hon --- 
{speaking off the phone} 
Man, can`t you see I`m on the phone, runnin`
game, tryin` to get me some? 
What?  If you`re gonna get perverty, 
Then make sure you bring back a freaky-deaky
friend for me! 
{he comes back on the phone} 
I`m back, baby, sorry `bout that thing 
But my boys let me know I was next on the
cellular game 
But anyway, onto bigger things, and better things

Like kitty-cat and ding-a-ling 
I really hope you`re hearing me, and at the same
time, 
I hope you ain`t gettin` the wrong idea of me 
I`d love to take you to a picture show 
But it`s cheaper to stay home and watch it all on
HBO 
`Cause if we home and we take it, 
We`ll get the hot-buttered corn, and watch the
movie naked 
So baby, let`s go to my room 
And I hope we can get together real soon 

Chorus, repeat till fade