Rick Rock, Stresmatic, Snoop Dogg - Main Phone lyrics
Snoop Dogg [Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr.] Long Beach, California, U.S 🇺🇸
[Rick Rock, Stresmatic, Snoop Dogg - Main Phone lyrics]
Hello
On my main phone
Textin' with this other phone
Tryin' to keep the lights on
Sleepin' with my Nike's on doin' hella shit
Bustin' patterns in a rental
Watch my paper get longer on my main phone
Textin' with this other phone
Tryin' to keep the lights on
Sleepin' with my Nike's on doin' hella shit
Bustin' patterns in a rental
Watch my paper get longer
I'm on a road to the riches
Checkin' paper mayne (Paper mayne)
I wanna play like a Laker mayne
(Like a Laker mayne) my bitch to negative
She got a shake her mayne (Shake her mayne)
Catch me in the wind like a paper plane
Came up in the 80s when
The women were defensive so I came up with a
Counter called "passive aggressive pimpin'"
When you make 'em feel lucky for
Fuckin' me in the luff (Luff)
Go and bust nuts and they're
Helpin' me buy trucks (Trucks)
Not outright (Naw)
But a nice down and a first month
(First month)
I mean, I'm not really pimpin' my nigga
Fuck you want?
Beat-slappin', nine-milli' packin' ass nigga
(Nigga)
Old Suisun City slough mackin' ass nigga
(Nigga) i am spitting llama 'bout
My decimals, digit's, commas
Rubles, schillings, pesos, watch out
Because punk shit, lead to trauma
That's why I'm on
On my main phone
Textin' with this other phone
Tryin' to keep the lights on
Sleepin' with my Nike's on doin' hella shit
Bustin' patterns in a rental
Watch my paper get longer on my main phone
Textin' with this other phone
Tryin' to keep the lights on
Sleepin' with my Nike's on doin' hella shit
Bustin' patterns in a rental
Watch my paper get longer
On my feet, in a deep sleep with a freak
From the meet and greet
Now it's mouth to meat
Rick bounced the beat and gave
An ounce to peep had to cut the bitch off
For poppin' off to me
I'm back to business, relentless
See I ain't done 'til I'm finished
Variety in your society and bitch
I'm the menace you wish I would call back
You wish I would fall back
See I'm a dough boy
So I'ma need my football back
In and out these routes
Like I was Julian Edelman
All mine, from the shit I been peddlin'
I'm settlin' for nothin' less
Than the top notch
Jumpin' over all you hoes like hopscotch
Bitch, back up off me and leave me alone
I'm walkin' my dog
A half a mile from my home
On my phone, tryin' to get rich
Talkin' shit to a bitch
Comin' up with some shit, like this
On my main phone
Textin' with this other phone
Tryin' to keep the lights on
Sleepin' with my Nike's on doin' hella shit
Bustin' patterns in a rental
Watch my paper get longer on my main phone
Textin' with this other phone
Tryin' to keep the lights on
Sleepin' with my Nike's on doin' hella shit
Bustin' patterns in a rental
Watch my paper get longer rocket
Yeah, holla at me
No, I'ma text you from my other number
Yeah, it's an eight-one-eight
Oh, you want me to hit
You from the two-one-three?
You'll find our hero Blaps Basdardly
Roaming the land
With nothing but his MPC and
His moral compass in hand (Rocket)
Avoiding all punk shit
Not needing two dollars in his hand
Wading through the malevolent man
With their malevolent plan
You got to catch him
On my main phone
Textin' with this other phone
Tryin' to keep the lights on
Sleepin' with my Nike's on doin' hella shit
Bustin' patterns in a rental
Watch my paper get longer
On my main phone
Textin' with this other phone
Tryin' to keep the lights on
Sleepin' with my Nike's on doin' hella shit
Bustin' patterns in a rental
Watch my paper get longer on my main phone
Textin' with this other phone
Tryin' to keep the lights on
Sleepin' with my Nike's on doin' hella shit
Bustin' patterns in a rental
Watch my paper get longer
I'm on a road to the riches
Checkin' paper mayne (Paper mayne)
I wanna play like a Laker mayne
(Like a Laker mayne) my bitch to negative
She got a shake her mayne (Shake her mayne)
Catch me in the wind like a paper plane
Came up in the 80s when
The women were defensive so I came up with a
Counter called "passive aggressive pimpin'"
When you make 'em feel lucky for
Fuckin' me in the luff (Luff)
Go and bust nuts and they're
Helpin' me buy trucks (Trucks)
Not outright (Naw)
But a nice down and a first month
(First month)
I mean, I'm not really pimpin' my nigga
Fuck you want?
Beat-slappin', nine-milli' packin' ass nigga
(Nigga)
Old Suisun City slough mackin' ass nigga
(Nigga) i am spitting llama 'bout
My decimals, digit's, commas
Rubles, schillings, pesos, watch out
Because punk shit, lead to trauma
That's why I'm on
On my main phone
Textin' with this other phone
Tryin' to keep the lights on
Sleepin' with my Nike's on doin' hella shit
Bustin' patterns in a rental
Watch my paper get longer on my main phone
Textin' with this other phone
Tryin' to keep the lights on
Sleepin' with my Nike's on doin' hella shit
Bustin' patterns in a rental
Watch my paper get longer
On my feet, in a deep sleep with a freak
From the meet and greet
Now it's mouth to meat
Rick bounced the beat and gave
An ounce to peep had to cut the bitch off
For poppin' off to me
I'm back to business, relentless
See I ain't done 'til I'm finished
Variety in your society and bitch
I'm the menace you wish I would call back
You wish I would fall back
See I'm a dough boy
So I'ma need my football back
In and out these routes
Like I was Julian Edelman
All mine, from the shit I been peddlin'
I'm settlin' for nothin' less
Than the top notch
Jumpin' over all you hoes like hopscotch
Bitch, back up off me and leave me alone
I'm walkin' my dog
A half a mile from my home
On my phone, tryin' to get rich
Talkin' shit to a bitch
Comin' up with some shit, like this
On my main phone
Textin' with this other phone
Tryin' to keep the lights on
Sleepin' with my Nike's on doin' hella shit
Bustin' patterns in a rental
Watch my paper get longer on my main phone
Textin' with this other phone
Tryin' to keep the lights on
Sleepin' with my Nike's on doin' hella shit
Bustin' patterns in a rental
Watch my paper get longer rocket
Yeah, holla at me
No, I'ma text you from my other number
Yeah, it's an eight-one-eight
Oh, you want me to hit
You from the two-one-three?
You'll find our hero Blaps Basdardly
Roaming the land
With nothing but his MPC and
His moral compass in hand (Rocket)
Avoiding all punk shit
Not needing two dollars in his hand
Wading through the malevolent man
With their malevolent plan
You got to catch him
On my main phone
Textin' with this other phone
Tryin' to keep the lights on
Sleepin' with my Nike's on doin' hella shit
Bustin' patterns in a rental
Watch my paper get longer