nokia (remix)

father

i got caller id

and i don't pick up if it ain't the guala callin' me

flip phone nokia

red bone lolita

hands in her panties watchin' flicks on toshiba

other hand on my jammy case these niggas want my reup

these niggas talkin' bout they got four cell phones and they juggin' and bumpin'

boy i know you on ya mama at&t cell phone plan

boy i see ya with ya iphone 5

hustlin' off that you tryna do fed time i'm talkin' bout icloud

gps and all that

boy i pay my cell phone bill with a green dot card

fuck you talkin bout

flip phone nokia

flip phone nokia

flip phone nokia

flip phone nokia

flip phone nokia

flip phone nokia

your favorite producer on my line tryna say i'm next

but i'm on the man right now on my moto x

emails all day

junk mail full of money

servin' digital dope

just like my bro sonny

got damn i'm metro boomin' cause i'm really on the southside

makin' plays at waffle house

bojangles

church's

popeyes

this shit smokin'

have you chokin'

fuck around your back gone hurt

if you want a pack like that then call my fuckin' cell phone

jerk

ya

ya

ya

shawty damn shawty damn shawty damn

when you gone come 'round without your man

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