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Jesse Bloch
Jesse Bloch
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodney Jerkins
Rodney Jerkins
Songwriter
Lazonate Franklin
Lazonate Franklin
Songwriter
Stefani Germanotta
Stefani Germanotta
Songwriter
Lashawn Daniels
Lashawn Daniels
Songwriter
Beyoncé Knowles for Music World Music, LLC
Beyoncé Knowles for Music World Music, LLC
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jesse Bloch
Jesse Bloch
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Hello, hello, baby, you called? I can't hear a thing I have got no service in the club, you say, say? (Say) Wha-wha-what did you say, huh? You're breakin' up on me Sorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kinda busy (I'm kinda busy) Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna think anymore I left my head and my heart on the dance floor Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna talk anymore I left my head and my heart on the dance floor Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna talk anymore I left my head and my heart on the dance floor Can call all you want, but there's no one home And you're not gonna reach my telephone (no) Out in the club and I'm sippin' that bub And you're not gonna reach my telephone (no) Can call all you want, but there's no one home And you're not gonna reach my telephone Out in the club and I'm sippin' that bub And you're not gonna reach my telephone Just a second, it's my favorite song they're gonna play (play) And I cannot text you with a drink in my hand, eh You should've made some plans with me, you knew that I was free And now you won't stop callin' me, I'm kinda busy Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna think anymore I left my head and my heart on the dance floor Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna talk anymore I left my head and my heart on the dance floor Can call all you want, but there's no one home And you're not gonna reach my telephone (no) Out in the club and I'm sippin' that bub And you're not gonna reach my telephone (no) Can call all you want, but there's no one home And you're not gonna reach my telephone Out in the club and I'm sippin' that bub And you're not gonna reach my telephone Boy, the way you blowin' up my phone won't make me leave no faster Put my coat on faster Leave my girls no faster I should've left my phone at home 'cause this is a disaster Callin' like a collector Sorry, I cannot answer It's not that I don't like you, I'm just at a party And I am sick and tired of my phone r-ringin' Sometimes I feel like I live in GrandCentral S-Station (station) Tonight I'm not takin' no calls, 'cause I'll be dancing' Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna talk anymore I left my head and my heart on the dance floor Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna think anymore I left my head and my heart on the dance floor Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna talk anymore I left my head and my heart on the dance floor Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna think anymore I left my head and my heart on the dance floor Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna talk anymore I left my head and my heart on the dance floor Can call all you want, but there's no one home And you're not gonna reach my telephone (no) Out in the club and I'm sippin' that bub And you're not gonna reach my telephone (no) Can call all you want, but there's no one home And you're not gonna reach my telephone Out in the club and I'm sippin' that bub And you're not gonna reach my telephone
Writer(s): Rodney Jerkins, Beyonce Knowles, Lashawn Daniels, Lazonate Franklin, Stefani Germanotta Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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