Boring Ring Ring

(snap, snap)

Ring-ring, ring-ring,

boy you on my ring-ring I let it ring,

ring, ring — I don’t pick up quick-quick Ring-ring,

ring-ring, three rings, four rings,

five rings I let it breathe,

boy, I ain’t your little hotline thing

You think you own my time But I'm offline,

chilling, feeling sublime

Leave a message at the tone if you must

But honestly, there's nothing to discuss

I see your name light up the screen (ooh-la-la) But I'm the

queen of keeping it clean One,

two, three, four seconds too late Yeah,

you'll just have to wait

Ring-ring, ring-ring, you keep on my ring-ring I hit decline,

decline —

call me back in ten minutes

Ring-ring, ring-ring, boy you on my

ring-ring I’m the

main event, honey, you just the opening

No hotline, no lifeline,

I'm doing just fine (hahaha)

Yeah, draw the line (ring-ring)

Yeah, keep calling (ring-ring) I'm not picking up (bye-bye)