Hung Up on Tokischa (part. Madonna)

Tokischa, what's up?
I want a new ass

Hung up, I'm in the mood
Hung up, I'm in the mood
Time passes slowly and I'm fast
Time passes slowly and I'm fast

Hung up, I'm in the mood
I'm high and unleashed in the block
Don't call me anymore, I won't scratch with you
Time passes slowly and I'm fast
We're good, no tiger stops me
Baby, give it to me, we scratch on foreign sidewalks
Rolling at night, secret for those who can
Down to the point and I cape them through the scene

Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up, I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call, baby, night and day
I'm fed up, I'm tired of waiting on you

Hung up, I'm in the mood
Hung up, I'm in the mood
Time passes slowly and I'm fast
Time passes slowly and I'm fast

Ring, ring, ring goes the telephone
The lights are on, but there's no one home
Tick tick tock, it's a quarter to two
And I'm done, I'm hanging up on you

Hung up, I'm in the mood
Hung up, I'm in the mood

Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up, I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call, baby, night and day
I'm fed up, I'm tired of waiting on you

We're not in feelings
We enjoy the moment
The tigers that stop us, we scratch them and move them
I'm going to the underworld with Madonna for a party
Tokischa, what's up?
I want a new ass
Give it all, stop me to a man, what a heat
Learn for the double and burn notes with dembow
I got tangled up for New York
High up in the Bronx
I'm all around the world, I'm waiting for you, bastard

Hung up, I'm in the mood
Hung up, I'm in the mood

Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up, I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call, baby, night and day
I'm fed up, I'm tired of waiting on you

I'm so high, I think I love you
Mmm, ah, let's fuck
I love you, mamacita, I'm so high