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lord d'andre $mith - cell phone lyrics

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[hook]
oops i stepped in blood
clean like bubble suds
yo b-tch fell in love
i know you mad as f-ck

like thas yo hoe, so what
fur on me i️m cozy
neck look like a trophy
i know you smell me b-tch, you nosey

pinky ring around the rosey
pockets full of gwalla
stay fly jus like three 6
b-tch i pop my collar

boy what’s in yo pocket
that’s a whole lotta
naw that ain’t no cell phone
music got me well known

[verse 1]
calling off a jail phone
that sh-t changed my life quick
tryna’ get out
like i️m f-cking ’round with a white bih

you get it?
like a hole, ya dig it
water like pacific
cooking like the kitchen

dawging, b-tch i️m mike vicking
dirty girl you icky vicky
make me oh so sicky
suck my d-cky, l!ck it

new designer denim
these expensive st-tches
supreme when i️ kick it
i️m on a ball, kick it

whip the wrist, fl!ck it
boxer, diamonds hitting
pimping like exibit
riding through my city

ya miss me?
don’t hit my phone i️’m busy
on a money mission
runway b-tch i️m dripping

[hook]

blanco on the beat
white just like a sheep
treat these hoes like twitter
make these b-tches follow me

i’m a trending topic
winning, you can’t stop it
flowing like the faucet
take off like a rocket

take off like a sp-ce ship
my diamonds are racist
’cause they all white
high cl-ss, high life

i like, it i buy
ain’t no talking, “hi and bye”
bad b-tches, my-oh-my
make a movie, sci-fi

put these hoes on front-street
put these hoes on blast
n-ggas transparent
i can see through you like gl-ss

shawty got an -ss
had to look when she walked past
she’s shaped like hourgl-ss
got me in a trance

had to switch my stance
n-ggas tryna’ copy
had to pull up my pants
like a jockey i’m so c-cky

my baby so special
smart without the college
so sophisticated
but that head game r-t-rded

no nintendo 64, she blow me like a cartridge
d’andre pic-sso paint her face just like an artist
look what y’all done started, once i’m in it ain’t no quitting
freshest n-gga walking, needa put that up in guinness

[hook]

- lord dandre mith lyrics

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