Lyrics:
I keep checkin' my cell phone, yeah yeah
I keep checkin' my cell phone, yeah yeah
Baby when you gon' come home? yeah yeah
I keep checkin' my cell
Bitch I got this bankroll, I got this cell phone
I got a play at 5:30 cuz the mail long
Bitch I got this bankroll, I got this Cell Phone...
(Yea,
La' Frida Baby
Nobody wrote me a letter when i was in the cell
Pain in my Eyes you can tell so just wish me well
I had a dream of being a dopeboy, i
the truth I know it hurt
I need to be in church but I'm out here selling work
Talking to my kids I tell the truth I know it hurt
They gone put me in a cell
You ah de G fi me code
Cell neva ole
You gah de highlight fi every show
G fi me code
Cell neva ole
You gah de highlight fi every show
Culda be yuh
Solitary prison cell
Locked up where I dwell
Locked up where my sanity fell
Solitary prison cell
Me, myself, and I
Like a solitary prison cell
potential is transmitted to bipolar cells
The graded potential is transmitted to the bipolar cells
[Verse 2]
Hyperpolarization blocks release of glutamate
To the tune of “cll My Ghosts” by Lizzy Mcclpine
[Verse 1]
Virions of bacteriophage
Don't enter the cell at any stage
They only inject their
To the tune of “Enchanted” by Taylor Swift
[Verse 1]
Transformed cell properties
Include growing indefinitely
Lack anchorage dependence
They lack
För brotten jag pliktar med livet
Mitt öde möter jag ikväll
500 steg det är allt jag har kvar
Det är steg mellan galgen och min cell
Jag har
your fucking cheek"
Dead Cell!
Dead Cell!
Sick in the head, livin' but dead, hear what I said
Learn a lesson from the almighty dread
Jah, mighty
the dirty cell. Yeah, I got the energy, something you know nothing about
When I break a mind, they be thinking I'm a lunatic. Standing in a dark room, dusting
fuck gotta look at my schedule
I gotta put in time, gotta put in time for myself
Let out Sinserely he locked in that cell
Hole in his body he scream
Just a single cell
Come to know thyself
I'm a cold hard floored
Low ceilinged four walls
Just a single cell
In a full body
In a full bodied scream
I tell you I got you ma nigga
Uh, once again New York City
I move rhymes like retail, make sure shit sell
From where we at to my man's cell
I move
This is not a stoop that we on, it's a cell
Life is not a gift in the hood, it's a charge
Because I'm still alive, that makes me a God
This is not
say I'm perfect
On my back, oh, man, they killin' me
Boys wanna play with my cell phone
But I don't want nobody to see what's in it
Boys wanna
Haru House
Hey
Hey
Io mi chiedo perché (Perché)
Sono sempre in sbatti per te
Quando mi squilla il cell (Il cell)
Quando torni indietro da me
Io mi
on my cell phone (uh)
I'll call you back
To see what you gon' tell me (say what, say what?)
You don't want to date
No, if's, ands, or waits
It's
on my cell phone (uh)
I'll call you back
To see what you gon' tell me (say what, say what?)
You don't want to date
No, if's, ands, or waits
It's
cell, Lil' Boobie had died
Remember how I felt when E got shot
I was ridin' 'round with the heat 'round town
Remember first time when we got tried
July the second, it was nineteen sixty-three
I was servin' time for armed robbery
Four o'clock in the mornin', I was layin' back in my cell
I heard
July the second, it was nineteen sixty-three
I was servin' time for armed robbery
Four o'clock in the mornin', I was layin' back in my cell
I heard
dem a tell
Gunshot inna your brain cell
Police pick out the AK shell
When you see Kartel no fuck around
Anuh pussy me a sell
Me nah send you go no
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