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that)
She use the pager, not the cellular phone (dig that)
I let her know I won't be around for long (dig that)
To all you haters, I got something
roll alone)
I'm trapped within, this skin and these bones
Amongst temporary kings, on cellular phones
Can I last, as I walk past
Mad cigarette
blue-eyed, caucausian bitch
Down with my homeboy Rich, huh
Fuck a snitch and a groupie-ass bitch
And the nigga with a cellular phone, leave his baby at home
Coolin' on the corner with the cellular phone 
You can tell that the East Bay was his home
More mail than the rest of the pushers, 
'Cause he's
Palyin' skully, with his heat out, cellular phone 
Getting little drug money, but got the world sewn 
I recall, cause he gonna die 
Yo, I cry 
It's hard
Nigga, that's Chanel cologne
I'm in Europe with the tourists with no cellular phone

Like ooh, sound like rich nigga problems
I hit a bad bitch with
of count they say I won't amount to shit
But fool I can hit like Kenny Grit
With a split in my mouth on tha cellular phone
(It's going, going, gone!)
Cellular phone, brand-new, it was white on white
As we walked to the car, I couldn't help but recognize
Her small waist and sexy thighs
She had a beach
'cause I be Robbin' like the Boy Wonder
Holy bandit, leave yo' ass stranded and you know that
Unhook the LoJack, cellular phone under the flo' mat

They
for the fogs
Down in Muscle Beach pumpin' iron and bone
Bumpin' oldies off my cellular phone
Yeah, bumpin' oldies off my cellular phone

Goddammit,
Check my 2way pager just to stay up on.
Lord have mercy goes my cellular phone.
Who dis??
It's Penelope tell me what the deal.
Number 32 he at you say
Palyin' skully, with his heat out, cellular phone 
Getting little drug money, but got the world sewn 
I recall, cause he gonna die 
Yo, I cry 
It's hard
last month's car note?"
Oh, I be scrapin', scratchin' for bones
I got the cellular phone I just picked up on loans
Keepin' up with them Jones put my
to meet, so I get to my feet
Step to her, get the digits, and my day is complete
Break down my set up, and head back home
Call the female on my cellular
to keep your clothes on (it's all right)
You ain't got a cellular phone (it's all right)
And your wheels don't spin (it's all right)
And you gotta wear
luggage to the coliseum 
Infinite prime piece with statues in the rock museum 
Changin' my zones, drinkin' cocktails on cellular phones 
I tour with
Hey girl, you frontin on that phone 
That cellular phone ain't workin 
What's that? Pre-paid, from J&J 
And your voice mail is off, cause I called
West, top down to the bone 
Motorola, on my cellular phone 
Change the tone, get up out my zone 
Movin' next to you, rhyme will flex to you 
Stop I'm
But I got Seven-Six-Two's(Recording Studio)that are pumpin' your dome
Wutin' answerin' her cellular phone
Man I'm tellin' ya
Scheming at the shop you
on your cellular, your phone is tapped
Don't check the rear view, there's no turnin back
It's the Lane, now you're in it, hit the gas and mash
Through
alone, cellular phone
Havin no furniture in my home
Rollin to Canada, makin my mail
Givin a trick a piece of tail
Livin it large, keepin it hard
Life was
"Bad to the Bone"
Cellular phone in the middle
So many buttons on my dash, it's a riddle
Rollin up to Ave., I'm chillin
Grill's dirty from the birds
And after I got home alone
I couldn't stop drunk dialing your cellular phone
And when you don't pick up, your hang up hurts
I know I got caught with my
And after I got home alone,
I couldn't stop drunk dialing your cellular phone.
And when you don't pick up, your hang up hurts.
I know I got caught with my

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