Ben Tjibe - Cellphone 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 sh** 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 k** 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 sh** 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 sh** 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 a** 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