De La Soul Ring Ring Ring (Ha Ha Hey) Lyrics

Hey, how ya doin'?
Sorry ya can't get through
Why don't you leave your name and your number
And I'll get back to you

Hey, how, how are ya doin'?
Sorry ya can't get through
But leave your name and your number
And I'll get back to you

Once again it's another rap bandit
Fiending at I and I can't stand it
Wanna be down with the Day-Glo
Knocking on my door, saying "A yo yo"

Knocking on my door, saying "A yo yo"
"I got a funky new tune with a fly banjo"
I can't understand what the problem is
I find it hard enough dealing with my own biz

How'd they get my name and number
Then I stop to think and wonder
Bout a plan, yo man, I gotta step out town
You wanna call me up? Take my number down

It's 222-2222
I got an answering machine that can talk to you
It goes

Hey, how ya doin'?
Sorry ya can't get through
Why don't you leave your name and your number
And I'll get back to you

Yo, check it, exit the old style enters the new
But nothing's new 'bout being hawked by a crew
Or should I say flock cause around every block
There's Harry, d___, and Tom, with a demo in his palm

Now I'm with helping those who want to help themselves
And flaunt a nut that's doggy as in dope
But it's not the mood to hear the tales of limousines and pails
Of money they'll make like a pro

I be like "Yo black, just play me the tape"
But at the show the time to spare I just make
But the songs created in they shacks
Are so wick-wick-wack, situations like this

And now I hate they give me smiles Kool-Aid wide and ask : "Was it def?"
And with the straighest face I be like "Hell, yes"
I slip them the digits to Papa Prince Paul
So I don't go AWOL but yet I know when they call, they get

Hey, how ya doin'?
Sorry ya can't get through
Why don't you leave your name and your number
And I'll get back to you

Hey, how, how are ya doin'?
Sorry ya can't get through
But leave your name and your number
And I'll get back to you

Check it out

Party at the dug-out on Diction Ave
Haven't been to the jam in quite a while
Figure I'll catch up on the latest styles
'Stead piles and piles of demo tapes bi-da miles

All I wanna do is cut on the dance rug
Got a mission to a priest, 'bout a mile to the center
Reliever of duty, Plug One mosies in
And I be like "Yo G, Pos does all the producing"

Now woe is me to the third degree
Mase pulls the funny so I make like a bunny
Jettin' but I'm getting used to this demo abuse
Getting raped and giving birth to a tape

'Cause there's no escape from the clutches of a hawker
Attached to my success, sent like a stalker
Make way to my radius playin' fly guy
Try to get on my back they force like Luke Sky

Me, myself and I go through this act daily
And rarely do I not
No matter how I dodge some jackal always nails me
No matter what the plot

And even out on tour they be like
"Yo I got a tape to play you back at the hotel"
I be like "Oh, swell", unveil the numeric code to dial my room
And tell them to call me at noon

But of course there's no answering machine in my room
But a pretty young adorer who I swung on tour
And if it rings while we're alone she'll answer the phone
And with the quickness she'll recite like a poem

"Hey, you done did the right thing, dial up my ring ring
Now you're waiting on the beep
Say, I would love if you'd sing
The tune to Tru instead of fronting on the speak"

So no problemo, just play the demo
And at the end it's break out time
Please, oh, please don't press rewind
'Cause I'll just lay it down the line

Hey, how ya doin'?
Sorry ya can't get through
Why don't you leave your name and your number
And I'll get back to you

Hey, how ya doin'?
Sorry ya can't get through
Why don't you leave your name and your number
And I'll get back to you

Hey, how ya doin'?
Sorry ya can't get through
Why don't you leave your name and your number
And I'll get back to you

Hey, how ya doin'?
Sorry ya can't get through
Why don't you leave your name and your number
And I'll get back to you

Hey, how ya doin'?
Sorry ya can't get through

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