Cellphone by Six Miller Lyrics

[Intro]
(Phone ringing)
I'm afraid your rest will have to wait a bit
COME ON!

I got it on my cellphone
Yeah I get it on my cellphone
I do business on my cellphone
I get money on my cellphone
I'm Chit chatting on my cellphone
Text message on my cellphone
I spend dow on my cellphone
Yeah I'm crazy with my cellphone

[Verse 1]
I take Nokias and LGs, Samsungs and iPhones
You can see me on the streets walking and talking on my phone
I got this shit on lock and load
Call me and tell me if you want some more
'cuz you all know what I live for I got info on all this world
I got dealers on my phone
My Nigerian thugs can give you dow
If things are slow I can give you a loan
Get on this boat and start to row
Hit me on my pager or on my phone
Let me give you my number it's 070
656 3210 and don't forget the area code
I know thugs all over the globe
I don't mess I kill the foe
Don't you dare come at me yo
And don't you stare at my cellphone
I'll beat you up and steal your phone
I'll beat you up and take your ho
Don't fear Five O I've been in the hole
And I got my own backup on my phone
See me in the streets when I rock to this beat
And it's ringing on my hip when I hop on my feet
Feel the heat and feel it all week
And sing this shit that'll make you feel hip
Face so mean, so fresh so clean
No please-call-me's, no recharge-me's
Give me a ring and you can't find me
Just leave me a message after the beep
[Chorus]
I got it on my cellphone
Yeah I get it on my cellphone
I do business on my cellphone
I get money on my cellphone
I'm Chit chatting on my cellphone
Text message on my cellphone
I spend dow on my cellphone
Yeah I'm crazy with my cellphone

I take pictures with my cellphone
I take videos with my cellphone
I can call you on my cellphone
Got your numbers on my cellphone
Man I get it on my cellphone
Yeah I do it on my cellphone
Man I did it with my cellphone
Yeah I'm sick with my cellphone

[Verse 2]
S.A.M.S.U.N.G are the makers of these things
Sony Xperia and LG also make some crazy shit
If you wanna have some real cheese hola at me or give me a ring
And if you wanna know some real Gs
You gotta have one of these things
Now I'm on this microphone
Spitting some hardcore crazy flows
People out there they all say Whoah!
Watch me bounce and watch me go
I'm throwing a party so get me some hoes
If you've got none I got some on my phone
Call them up, tell 'em to come to my house
We can do a few rounds then get a bit drunk
Girl come here and take off all your clothes
I wanna have a pic of your tits on my phone
Shake those tits and make that ass row
I wanna record you with my video phone
Move it all slow, drop it down low
Give me some heat, I feel a bit cold
Move it up and down like freaking yo-yo
And speed it up a lil bit don't move so slow
[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
You got this song on your cellphone
And probably have it as a ringtone
You bump it up and down when you're on the road
Poppin and lockin it down to the floor
Man you know how I hold a show
When tickets are sold and these none no more
I spit a flow that'll get me dow
And damn fo sho your mind it'll blow
Oh you know, nice and slow. Get over here girl don't be so alone
I'm a Martian I gotta phone home
But before I go there're a some things I need to know
What's your name and what's your number
Can I pick you up when you come next summer
Can I pick you up in a rented Hummer
I need you over here to be my baby mama
Okay, now I reap what I sow
Time for me now to take over the world
Time for me now to put on a big show
I'm Deuce Bigalow and coming overload
Oh you know how I put a show
When I come through the door you flip up your phones
Snapping photos liking my vocals People go loco man I'm dope
[Chorus]

On my cellphone[x7]
With my cellphone