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Rich Wendigo - Cell Phone Lyrics



Rich Wendigo - Cell Phone Lyrics




Bitches tryna f*ck, I think I ran it up
Bitch I'm smokin' dope, til' I'm stuck
Why you mad wassup
Bitches hittin' up my line
My cell phone
I don't know why they can't leave my ass alone
Hoes up on my phone, they tryna f*ck
Bitches on my phone, they tryna suck on me
I heard you hit this stu' what a catastrophe
You ain't gettin' streams and you payin' the fees

Bitch, I'm sippin' lean, yeah, that shit'll help me sleep
If I need a tweak, I'd probably smoke some DMT
Hoes on my phone say I'ma blow out a TNT
But they all just tryna f*ck because I ball like Chrissy T
F*ck on me in my white tee
Bitches see my drip and I'm icey
Bitch, tryna get my dick in the backseat
In the taxi, tryna tax me, they tryna tax me

Bitches tryna f*ck, I think I ran it up
Bitch I'm smokin' dope, til' I'm stuck
Why you mad wassup
Bitches hittin' up my line
My cell phone
I don't know why they can't leave my ass alone
Hoes up on my phone, they tryna f*ck
Bitches on my phone, they tryna suck on me
I heard you hit this stu' what a catastrophe
You ain't gettin' streams and you payin' the fees
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Bitches tryna f*ck, I think I ran it up
Bitch I'm smokin' dope, til' I'm stuck
Why you mad wassup
Bitches hittin' up my line
My cell phone
I don't know why they can't leave my ass alone
Hoes up on my phone, they tryna f*ck
Bitches on my phone, they tryna suck on me
I heard you hit this stu' what a catastrophe
You ain't gettin' streams and you payin' the fees

Bitch, I'm sippin' lean, yeah, that shit'll help me sleep
If I need a tweak, I'd probably smoke some DMT
Hoes on my phone say I'ma blow out a TNT
But they all just tryna f*ck because I ball like Chrissy T
F*ck on me in my white tee
Bitches see my drip and I'm icey
Bitch, tryna get my dick in the backseat
In the taxi, tryna tax me, they tryna tax me

Bitches tryna f*ck, I think I ran it up
Bitch I'm smokin' dope, til' I'm stuck
Why you mad wassup
Bitches hittin' up my line
My cell phone
I don't know why they can't leave my ass alone
Hoes up on my phone, they tryna f*ck
Bitches on my phone, they tryna suck on me
I heard you hit this stu' what a catastrophe
You ain't gettin' streams and you payin' the fees
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Writer: Ryan Wendland
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Performed By: Rich Wendigo
Language: English
Length: 1:45
Written by: Ryan Wendland
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