Horseshoe Gang - On The Phone Talking sh** lyrics

[Hook: Demetrius] I be on my phone talking sh**, sh** I be on my phone talking sh** and sh** I be in my whip 'bout to whip, sh** I be on my phone talking dick big sh** And I'm from the west c-c-c-coast And I'm from the west c-c-c-coast I'm just from the west c-c-c-coast And I'm from the west c-c-c-coast [Verse I: Demetrius] Hello hello (here me now?) it's me again Slim with the hat low, all I can see is brim I'm like spelling Google Cause right after I go-o you gon' see a G again Hell he keep reappearing Girl where you at? Where you going? Where you been? Better come and get this dick And run and tell your friend We can all cum together Okay she think I'm playing Sent her a nasty text, now she see what I'm saying I'm talking business, then I be talking to b**hes I don't f** with snitches, but yo can I get a witness? I got her number in the lobby of the hotel And I do not mean in no jail when I say "lock me in your cell" [Verse II: Dice] I be on the phone talking t-t-this sh** and that sh** On 3-way with this b**h and that b**h I keep a really bad chick or a mini mac sh** Either way I keep a pretty a** ratchet You might see me getting my [?] all gone On the sidewalk I walk getting my side talk on On my celly with my wifey tell her she my cell mate Call my phone a bake sale, all I do is talk cake C-c-c-cake my n***a Your ringtone sound real gay my n***a It's time for you to sit, watch the throne like Ye and Jigga I'm on the phone talking yay and figures [Hook: Demetrius] [Verse III: Julius] I sale game on my cell I got sale game Whatever you ask for, I'm app store I sell game I pop sh**, and y'all gotta put up with it I'm fly, if you say "chop it with me" you gotta put up with it (chop it up) speaking of up we 'bout to turn up Celebrating that it's our turn and your turn up Motherf**ing boss sh**, on top of the totem pole When women ask what I can give them I tell them pole I drive women crazy, I got bad steering Tell a b**h to holler at me I got bad hearing You say your number 610-1269 Though she said she want s** then she want to sixty-nine [Verse IV: Kenny] No judge, but she text saying she want to give me time Not talking about an investment but I want to get behind her While Kenny grind her They love Kenny's rhymes And since they love Kenny's lines They wanna hit Kenny's line Since you chicks hella' crave for a keep And y'all b**h dudes wanna talk sh** too Hit 326-7843 and all you gotta do is add the 562 b**h real one, been one since a mil' one You can keep it 100 I'll keep it a trillion I'll be on the road talking sh** In the booth in my zone talking sh** [Hook: Demetrius] [Verse V: KXNG CROOKED] Y'all cut the gra** low to see the snakes I cut it low to k** 'em then I'm using they skin to put on my feet and waist Speaking of waste, you rappers are feces I call you number 2 pencils you're always writing sh** that should be erased My bad y'all, I hate rappers Back to the subject of b**hes I'm mackin' in public That'll have you spending half of your budget She dragging her luggage To come and meet a pimp slash ma**euse that a** so fat you gotta smack it and rub it After you dug it the Jimmy hat trash it it's rubbish The rap would just love it to have your son trapped in her stomach Buying Pampers and sh** that comes with being a dad f** it grab the Magnum and flush it She ask me if I still respect her I ask her did that birth control pill protect her Cause that little extra thrust can equal 18 years of me talking sh** on the phone to her like a Tourettes infected bill collector [Hook: Demetrius]