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Billie Jean
I'mma dog, I'mma beast
Can't hold me, no leash 
Stay blowin' up my cellular
Cause she kno I ain't regular
Shine bright like a Nebula
Run

nigga, I can do bad on my own
And I don't need no company lil' mama, stop ringing my cellular phone
When I be down and out, nobody wanna come and kick it

No Help

ABN

It Is What It Is

2008

nigga, I can do bad on my own
And I don't need no company lil' mama, stop ringing my cellular phone
When I be down and out, nobody wanna come and kick it

the fifth grade (Fifth grade)
I ain't never had to listen what no b- said (What no bitch say)
I always kept to myself through my mistakes
Look at me, messed

(808 Mafia)
(BasedKash on the beat)

Boy that ain't no real dope
Better call my cellular phone
I got gas OG skunk
Reeking out my Cali home

cellular
Pablo on your case tonight
Squeeze you like my rizzla
Burn you like my herbs tonight
Loving you is simpler
With henny and high grade tonight
You

only 150 I'm the flyest feather
Number one guy
Yeah I'm nothing but stellar
No I'm not Soulja
Don't talk loud on a cellular
Halfway opps I got down on my

Big dogs gotta crash need a bone
No called id
Dont need a cellular
On the cellular
Greasy, medium rare
Grade A Wagyu
Back to square up

Goddamn

Yeaaaa yhhh
Oru ko mi ni mejii oowoowoo
Cellular no dey work not one signal
How's your boy go dey talk
Sqraaa
Cellular no dey work not one signal
How

to get low
It coulda been worse like when I was talking to homies
When the cellular phone up on death row
When I never had to serve a stretch so
I can

The Ass

Pharoahe Monch

Internal Affairs

1999

Fuck it I shagged her, without the usages of Viagra
Had her comin' like Niagara Falls when I bagged her
On the cellular my genitalia pitched

me really fucking throwed
You’s a bitch I can’t be around you cause the rumor is that you fucking told
N***a I got secrets from the 3rd grade to this

Gotta leave their name in the dust
We never bring it up
Hit me on my cellular don’t know you then I’m hanging up
i ever find the right one the jersey I’ma

love
And you acting like you’re in 4th Grade
And every time we dance
It’s like foreplay
And every time we move
You control me, like 2k
Said she want it

cleanest nigga taper up 
Yeah im letting you know
These n****s bitch made
Choppa give his ass a temp fade 
I been thugging since the fifth grade
Four ten

Yeah
Talking numbers like it’s cellular
Yeah
Beasting preying on the predators
Ain’t got no more competitors
Feed me feed me
This the come up
The grind

one in the east river just the other day
And for this I blame you and your cohort
Soon, all of our goods and services will be acquired by robot cellular

minutes, I'm in the highlights
Man that figure is low
You can't hustle a hustler
I ain't regular folk
Pull up in the studio, cut the cellular phone
If you

My grade level professor you F'n in basic chemistry
Rage like a caged elephant Went thru the flames every day
Pain just became a friend to me
Weight

suites...
Used to hit licks on the regular...
To Get my respect from the streets
Drama be hitting my cellular...
And I kept me a weapon for beef
Years pass so

Intentional grounding
Rotisserie roast y'all
Cancel ventricle pounding
No last requests
Blades splash ya chest
Rhymes fail to make grade
Can't pass test

heavens
I kill it every (Mm) session
Comme des garçon on my wedding date, ayye
You ain't pulled a girl since like the 7th grade
Lift your face up, I'm laced

you a loser
Are you a loser

Started back in the days kid running go play
Abused midnight shift mama and I during the
Day kid in third grade phonics

Where’s the high grade and fizzy
I gotta go smoke like a chimney and sip till I'm dizzy
Spending my time in the city
But lately the sound of the beat has