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