Hello hello baby you called
I can’t hear a thing
I have got no service
In the club, you say? say?
Wha-wha-what did you say huh?
You’re breakin’ up on me
Sorry I cannot hear you
I’m kinda busy
K-kinda busy
K-kinda busy
Sorry I cannot hear you I’m kinda busy

Just a second
It’s my favorite song they’re gonna play
And I cannot text you with a drink in my hand, eh?
You shoulda made some plans with me
You knew that I was free
And now you won’t stop calling me
I’m kinda busy

(Chorus)
Stop callin’
Stop callin’
I don’t wanna think anymore
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor
Stop callin’
Stop callin’
I don’t wanna talk anymore
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor

E-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Stop telephonin’
Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
I’m busy e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Stop telephonin’
Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Can call all you want but there’s no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

‘Cuz I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

Can call all you want but there’s no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

‘Cuz I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

(Beyonce)
Boy why you blown up my phone
Won’t make me leave no faster
Put my coat on faster
Leave my girls no faster
I shoulda left my phone at home
‘Cuz this is a disaster
Calling like a collector
Sorry, I can’t answer

(Lady GaGa)
Not that I don’t like you
I’m just at a party
And I am sick and tired of my phone r-ringing
(Beyonce)
Sometimes I feel like I live in grand central station
Tonight I’m not takin’ no calls
‘Cuz I’ll be dancin’

(Chorus)
Stop callin’
Stop callin’
I don’t wanna think anymore
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor
Stop callin’
Stop callin’

Stop callin’
Stop callin’
I don’t wanna think anymore
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor
Stop callin’
Stop callin’
I don’t wanna talk anymore
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor

E-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Stop telephonin’
Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
I’m busy e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Stop telephonin’
Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Can call all you want but there’s no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

‘Cuz I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

Can call all you want but there’s no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

‘Cuz I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

My telephone
Ma ma ma telephone
‘Cuz I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

My telephone
Ma ma ma telephone
‘Cuz I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

(Talked)
I know that we are young
And I know that you may love me
But I just can’t be with you like this
Alejandro

Oh (oh, oh, oh)
Oh (oh, oh, oh)
She’s got both hands
In her pocket
And she wont look at you
Won’t look at you
She hides through love
A super seal
She got a halo around her finger
Around you

(Pre-chorus)
You know that I love you boy
Hot like Mexico, rejoice
At this point I gotta choose
Nothing to loose

(Chorus)
Don’t call my name
Don’t call my name, Alejandro
I’m not your babe
I’m not your babe, Fernando

Don’t wanna kiss
Don’t wanna touch
Just smoke one cigarette more
Don’t call my name
Don’t call my name, Roberto

Alejandro
Alejandro
Ale-Ale-jandro
Ale-Ale-jandro

Alejandro
Alejandro
Ale-Ale-jandro
Ale-Ale-jandro

She’s not broken
She’s just a baby
But, her boyfriend’s like a dad
Just like a dad
Draw those flames that burn before him

Now he’s gonna find a fight
Gonna fool the dad

(Pre-chorus)
You know that I love you boy
Hot like Mexico, rejoice
At this point I gotta choose
Nothing to loose

(Chorus)
Don’t call my name
Don’t call my name, Alejandro
I’m not your babe
I’m not your babe, Fernando

Don’t wanna kiss
Don’t wanna touch
Just smoke one cigarette more
Don’t call my name
Don’t call my name, Roberto

Alejandro
Alejandro
Ale-Ale-jandro
Ale-Ale-jandro

Alejandro
Alejandro
Ale-Ale-jandro
Ale-Ale-jandro

Don’t bother me
Don’t bother me, Alejandro
Don’t call my name
Don’t call my name, bye Fernando

I’m not your babe
I’m not your babe, Alejandro
Don’t wanna kiss
Don’t wanna touch, Fernando

(Chorus)
Don’t call my name
Don’t call my name, Alejandro
I’m not your babe
I’m not your babe, Fernando

Don’t wanna kiss
Don’t wanna touch
Just smoke one cigarette more
Don’t call my name
Don’t call my name, Roberto

Alejandro
Alejandro
Ale-Ale-jandro
Ale-Ale-jandro

Alejandro
Alejandro
Ale-Ale-jandro
Ale-Ale-jandro

Don’t call my name (Alejandro)
Don’t call my name (Alejandro), Alejandro
I’m not your babe (Ale-Ale-jandro)
I’m not your babe (Ale-Ale-jandro), Fernando

Don’t wanna kiss (Alejandro)
Don’t wanna touch (Alejandro)
Just smoke one cigarette more
Don’t call my name (Ale-Ale-jandro)
Don’t call my name (Ale-Ale-jandro), Roberto

Na Na Na Na… Na Na Na Na… Hey Hey Hey… Goodbyeeeeee… Hey!

Lookin at, lookin at, lookin at me
Look at that, look how they lookin at me
Eyes all sticky like honey on bees
Look at that, look at how they lookin at me

Yeah DC chillin, PG chillin
My name WALE and I came to get It
Came to get it, came to get it
My name Wale

Shit.. This how you start of 09
Kickin in the door, and I’m everybody problem
Stuntin in some other Jordan Nines
I got Phil Knight talkin about “How you got them? ”
Let’s talk about the cars ya’ll got
You say you got alotta whips, well I got a lot
I got the right to be cocky
Get so much cut disc jockeys jock me
You niggas mad that you not me
I remain a Giant and your Jeremy Shockey
And if you ain’t heard me properly
If you speak garbage, then we no capice
DC chillin, PG chillin, floor to the ceilin
Stuntin in my Billion-Air, gear on my
Millionaire Frames, that’s money on my mind, WALE

Get em all, get em all, pack it all up
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
Across the pond, they all know us
International… Whoaaaa!
Driving my car to a foreign place
Lookin at me, now they know my face
We want it all now, we got all yes
Look At That, Look at how they lookin at us

Yea, they keep sayin whale but my name Wal-e
Ho’s call me “Mr. Never Wear The Same Thang”
You redundant, you never ever change
And I’m the same way, M.I.A.
And me Cool and Dre get high like planes
Your man Wale in his own damn lane
Can’t control the box, you are no Mills Lane
Ain’t heard DC since Sardines came
Ha! And I made ya’ll love it
We don’t cop plea’s, but ya’ll don’t cop nothin
Police come around don’t nobody say nothin
And you be with the cops, you niggas is McLovin
Dark liquor till we busted
Till I got a buzz like that nigga Chris Mullen
District Of Columbia
You Bernie Mac funny, we ain’t scared of none of ya!

Get em all, get em all, pack it all up
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
Across the pond, they all know us
International… Whoaaaa!
Driving my car to a foreign place
Lookin at me, now they know my face
We want it all now, we got all yes
Look At That, Look at how they lookin at us

Yeah DC chillin, PG chillin
My name WALE and I came to get It
Came to get it, Came to get It
My name Wale

Dre, pick ‘em, ah, pick’em, I’ll shut em all down
Haters in the crowd, if you see ‘em point them out
Stacks in my jeans, broads on the scene
Folarin be ballin for all ya’ll to see
Ain’t I something? The way I’m stuntin
My material girls give ‘em A-Rod money!
LV on my luggage
Them Bammas goin hate, and I love it, fuck ‘em

Lookin at, lookin at, lookin at me
Look at that, look how they lookin at me
Eyes all sticky like honey on bees
Look at that, look at how they lookin at me

DC chillin, PG chillin
My name WALE and I came to get It
Came to get it, came to get It
My name Wale

ello hello baby you called
I can’t hear a thing
I have got no service
In the club, you say? say?
Wha-wha-what did you say huh?
You’re breakin’ up on me
Sorry I cannot hear you
I’m kinda busy
K-kinda busy
K-kinda busy
Sorry I cannot hear you I’m kinda busy

Just a second
It’s my favorite song they’re gonna play
And I cannot text you with a drink in my hand, eh?
You shoulda made some plans with me
You knew that I was free
And now you won’t stop calling me
I’m kinda busy

(Chorus)
Stop callin’
Stop callin’
I don’t wanna think anymore
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor
Stop callin’
Stop callin’
I don’t wanna talk anymore
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor

E-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Stop telephonin’
Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
I’m busy e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Stop telephonin’
Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Can call all you want but there’s no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

‘Cuz I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

Can call all you want but there’s no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

‘Cuz I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

(Beyonce)
Boy why you blown up my phone
Won’t make me leave no faster
Put my coat on faster
Leave my girls no faster
I shoulda left my phone at home
‘Cuz this is a disaster
Calling like a collector
Sorry, I can’t answer

(Lady GaGa)
Not that I don’t like you
I’m just at a party
And I am sick and tired of my phone r-ringing
(Beyonce)
Sometimes I feel like I live in grand central station
Tonight I’m not takin’ no calls
‘Cuz I’ll be dancin’

(Chorus)
Stop callin’
Stop callin’
I don’t wanna think anymore
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor
Stop callin’
Stop callin’

Stop callin’
Stop callin’
I don’t wanna think anymore
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor
Stop callin’
Stop callin’
I don’t wanna talk anymore
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor

E-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Stop telephonin’
Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
I’m busy e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Stop telephonin’
Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Can call all you want but there’s no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

‘Cuz I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

Can call all you want but there’s no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

‘Cuz I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

My telephone
Ma ma ma telephone
‘Cuz I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

My telephone
Ma ma ma telephone
‘Cuz I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone