LITTLE NOKIA (REMIX / BONUS TRACK)
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โฑ๏ธ 2:36 duration
๐ ID: 10614285
๐ Lyrics
I don't like, I don't like, I don't like
Little Nokias, yeah, yeah, yeah, I don't, I don't
Yeah, yeah, uh
News just in
You got Kylie, Madonna, got Justin
Can't trust him
Yeah, mama said, "throw him in the dustbin"
Every time he on his own
Tell me lie-lie-lie-lie-, lie-lie-lie-lies
Baby's always on the road
Lemme dri-dri-dri-drive, dri-dri-dri-dri-drive
What's happenin'?
Got Britney, got Miley, got Kirsten
Can't catch him
Running red lights, he ain't tryna get busted
Cut the phone, you gotta go
Seeing blue li-li-li-lights, li-li-li-li-lights
I don't think you wanna know
You ain't 'bout that li-li-li-life, li-li-li-li-life
He only hit me with a text when he want that goddess-level sex
Boy, you got me fucked up
What the hell is this?
Boy, you cute, but boy, you stress
I ain't like you, I don't mess with feds
Boy, you got me fucked up
This ain't good for press
News just in
Can you hear the little Nokia ring-ring
Trap line boomin' (what?)
Can you leave me on my own?
All you do is lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie
Boy, you're reaping what you've sown
Playing with your li-li-li-life, li-li-li-li-life
This nigga tryna ruin my day (what?)
This nigga tryna get in my way (fuck!)
This nigga been callin' my phone all day (huh)
Who the fuck told him this was okay? (Ew, ew)
When I pop out I look like a model
Still a ratchet bitch, drinkin' straight out the bottle
Rockstar lifestyle, fuck a tomorrow
I could see a fuck nigga even with my eyes closed (woah)
He only hit me with a text when he want that goddess-level sex
Boy, you got me fucked up
What the hell is this?
Boy, you cute, but boy, you stress
I ain't like you, I don't mess with feds
Boy, you got me fucked up
This ain't good for press
Ooh, yeah
Can't come, can't come
Won't come, won't come
Can't come, can't come to the phone now
Get gone, get gone
I won't answer your call
Can't come, can't come to the phone now
I'm sorry, can't come to the phone (to the phone, to the phone)
Hit you with the busy tone, yeah (ooh)
Boy, what the fuck is you on? (Fuck is you on? Fuck is you on?)
Ooh
Little Nokias, yeah, yeah, yeah, I don't, I don't
Yeah, yeah, uh
News just in
You got Kylie, Madonna, got Justin
Can't trust him
Yeah, mama said, "throw him in the dustbin"
Every time he on his own
Tell me lie-lie-lie-lie-, lie-lie-lie-lies
Baby's always on the road
Lemme dri-dri-dri-drive, dri-dri-dri-dri-drive
What's happenin'?
Got Britney, got Miley, got Kirsten
Can't catch him
Running red lights, he ain't tryna get busted
Cut the phone, you gotta go
Seeing blue li-li-li-lights, li-li-li-li-lights
I don't think you wanna know
You ain't 'bout that li-li-li-life, li-li-li-li-life
He only hit me with a text when he want that goddess-level sex
Boy, you got me fucked up
What the hell is this?
Boy, you cute, but boy, you stress
I ain't like you, I don't mess with feds
Boy, you got me fucked up
This ain't good for press
News just in
Can you hear the little Nokia ring-ring
Trap line boomin' (what?)
Can you leave me on my own?
All you do is lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie
Boy, you're reaping what you've sown
Playing with your li-li-li-life, li-li-li-li-life
This nigga tryna ruin my day (what?)
This nigga tryna get in my way (fuck!)
This nigga been callin' my phone all day (huh)
Who the fuck told him this was okay? (Ew, ew)
When I pop out I look like a model
Still a ratchet bitch, drinkin' straight out the bottle
Rockstar lifestyle, fuck a tomorrow
I could see a fuck nigga even with my eyes closed (woah)
He only hit me with a text when he want that goddess-level sex
Boy, you got me fucked up
What the hell is this?
Boy, you cute, but boy, you stress
I ain't like you, I don't mess with feds
Boy, you got me fucked up
This ain't good for press
Ooh, yeah
Can't come, can't come
Won't come, won't come
Can't come, can't come to the phone now
Get gone, get gone
I won't answer your call
Can't come, can't come to the phone now
I'm sorry, can't come to the phone (to the phone, to the phone)
Hit you with the busy tone, yeah (ooh)
Boy, what the fuck is you on? (Fuck is you on? Fuck is you on?)
Ooh
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.30] I don't like, I don't like, I don't like
[00:03.74] Little Nokias, yeah, yeah, yeah, I don't, I don't
[00:07.00] Yeah, yeah, uh
[00:08.20] News just in
[00:09.89] You got Kylie, Madonna, got Justin
[00:11.86] Can't trust him
[00:13.98] Yeah, mama said, "throw him in the dustbin"
[00:16.21] Every time he on his own
[00:18.10] Tell me lie-lie-lie-lie-, lie-lie-lie-lies
[00:20.83] Baby's always on the road
[00:22.30] Lemme dri-dri-dri-drive, dri-dri-dri-dri-drive
[00:25.30] What's happenin'?
[00:26.83] Got Britney, got Miley, got Kirsten
[00:28.91] Can't catch him
[00:31.15] Running red lights, he ain't tryna get busted
[00:33.01] Cut the phone, you gotta go
[00:35.12] Seeing blue li-li-li-lights, li-li-li-li-lights
[00:38.00] I don't think you wanna know
[00:39.41] You ain't 'bout that li-li-li-life, li-li-li-li-life
[00:41.80] He only hit me with a text when he want that goddess-level sex
[00:47.20] Boy, you got me fucked up
[00:49.00] What the hell is this?
[00:50.45] Boy, you cute, but boy, you stress
[00:53.17] I ain't like you, I don't mess with feds
[00:55.60] Boy, you got me fucked up
[00:57.62] This ain't good for press
[00:59.13] News just in
[01:01.09] Can you hear the little Nokia ring-ring
[01:02.95] Trap line boomin' (what?)
[01:08.40] Can you leave me on my own?
[01:09.49] All you do is lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie
[01:12.09] Boy, you're reaping what you've sown
[01:13.56] Playing with your li-li-li-life, li-li-li-li-life
[01:16.23] This nigga tryna ruin my day (what?)
[01:17.99] This nigga tryna get in my way (fuck!)
[01:20.00] This nigga been callin' my phone all day (huh)
[01:22.50] Who the fuck told him this was okay? (Ew, ew)
[01:24.40] When I pop out I look like a model
[01:26.82] Still a ratchet bitch, drinkin' straight out the bottle
[01:29.08] Rockstar lifestyle, fuck a tomorrow
[01:31.04] I could see a fuck nigga even with my eyes closed (woah)
[01:33.34] He only hit me with a text when he want that goddess-level sex
[01:38.33] Boy, you got me fucked up
[01:40.57] What the hell is this?
[01:41.91] Boy, you cute, but boy, you stress
[01:44.65] I ain't like you, I don't mess with feds
[01:47.13] Boy, you got me fucked up
[01:48.63] This ain't good for press
[01:57.39] Ooh, yeah
[01:59.38] Can't come, can't come
[02:01.79] Won't come, won't come
[02:03.78] Can't come, can't come to the phone now
[02:07.51] Get gone, get gone
[02:10.26] I won't answer your call
[02:12.58] Can't come, can't come to the phone now
[02:19.00] I'm sorry, can't come to the phone (to the phone, to the phone)
[02:22.67] Hit you with the busy tone, yeah (ooh)
[02:27.00] Boy, what the fuck is you on? (Fuck is you on? Fuck is you on?)
[02:32.40] Ooh
[00:03.74] Little Nokias, yeah, yeah, yeah, I don't, I don't
[00:07.00] Yeah, yeah, uh
[00:08.20] News just in
[00:09.89] You got Kylie, Madonna, got Justin
[00:11.86] Can't trust him
[00:13.98] Yeah, mama said, "throw him in the dustbin"
[00:16.21] Every time he on his own
[00:18.10] Tell me lie-lie-lie-lie-, lie-lie-lie-lies
[00:20.83] Baby's always on the road
[00:22.30] Lemme dri-dri-dri-drive, dri-dri-dri-dri-drive
[00:25.30] What's happenin'?
[00:26.83] Got Britney, got Miley, got Kirsten
[00:28.91] Can't catch him
[00:31.15] Running red lights, he ain't tryna get busted
[00:33.01] Cut the phone, you gotta go
[00:35.12] Seeing blue li-li-li-lights, li-li-li-li-lights
[00:38.00] I don't think you wanna know
[00:39.41] You ain't 'bout that li-li-li-life, li-li-li-li-life
[00:41.80] He only hit me with a text when he want that goddess-level sex
[00:47.20] Boy, you got me fucked up
[00:49.00] What the hell is this?
[00:50.45] Boy, you cute, but boy, you stress
[00:53.17] I ain't like you, I don't mess with feds
[00:55.60] Boy, you got me fucked up
[00:57.62] This ain't good for press
[00:59.13] News just in
[01:01.09] Can you hear the little Nokia ring-ring
[01:02.95] Trap line boomin' (what?)
[01:08.40] Can you leave me on my own?
[01:09.49] All you do is lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie
[01:12.09] Boy, you're reaping what you've sown
[01:13.56] Playing with your li-li-li-life, li-li-li-li-life
[01:16.23] This nigga tryna ruin my day (what?)
[01:17.99] This nigga tryna get in my way (fuck!)
[01:20.00] This nigga been callin' my phone all day (huh)
[01:22.50] Who the fuck told him this was okay? (Ew, ew)
[01:24.40] When I pop out I look like a model
[01:26.82] Still a ratchet bitch, drinkin' straight out the bottle
[01:29.08] Rockstar lifestyle, fuck a tomorrow
[01:31.04] I could see a fuck nigga even with my eyes closed (woah)
[01:33.34] He only hit me with a text when he want that goddess-level sex
[01:38.33] Boy, you got me fucked up
[01:40.57] What the hell is this?
[01:41.91] Boy, you cute, but boy, you stress
[01:44.65] I ain't like you, I don't mess with feds
[01:47.13] Boy, you got me fucked up
[01:48.63] This ain't good for press
[01:57.39] Ooh, yeah
[01:59.38] Can't come, can't come
[02:01.79] Won't come, won't come
[02:03.78] Can't come, can't come to the phone now
[02:07.51] Get gone, get gone
[02:10.26] I won't answer your call
[02:12.58] Can't come, can't come to the phone now
[02:19.00] I'm sorry, can't come to the phone (to the phone, to the phone)
[02:22.67] Hit you with the busy tone, yeah (ooh)
[02:27.00] Boy, what the fuck is you on? (Fuck is you on? Fuck is you on?)
[02:32.40] Ooh