Lana Rhoades & Keiran Lee get down to Hey, Hello-WRAWKSTAR

Text my phone, phone, call me back

I can't talk, talk, gotta pack

Just got home, home, hit the set

I can't talk, no, I just bank, walk, walk

I can't stop, stop, I just thank God

Used to buck, buck, I don't understand, bruh

Now they flock, flock, tryna pull my pants down

Send me news, pay me dues, ooh, ooh

Show me moves, yeah, take my cues, yeah

Rock my groove, play my tunes, uh

On the news, in the afternoon, uh

Hit my phone, phone, wanna be friends?

Leave me alone, say it again, what?

We are not bros, no, we are men, yeah

Watch it tone, tone, I got friends, friend

Hit it one time, and it's over, done

I got bread on me, yeah, like a toaster

I am no Simpson, no Homer

Real estate, she be calling me foreclosure

Hey, hello, where you at?

Text my phone, call me back

I can't talk, gotta pack

Just got home, home, hit the set

Hey, hello, where you at?

Text my phone, call me back

I can't talk, gotta pack

Just got home, home, hit the set

Power tools, ooh, feel like Howard Hughes

Watch a flower bloom in some shower shoes

I don't eat food, no, let my bitches chew

Buy 'em Jimmy Choo, I won't ever lose

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