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作词 : Dwayne Carter/2 Chainz/Michael Len Williams II
作曲 : Dwayne Carter/2 Chainz/Michael Len Williams II
Mike WiLL Made-It
Ear Drummas
Lil Wayne：
I can't trust my iPhone I can't trust these b***hes
Haters praying for my downfall at least they're religious
People in Hell they want rainfall your b***h just want these digits
I feel like I'm on her payroll how she pay my a*s a visit
We put both iPhones on silent both iPhones on silent
I only answer for my n***as careful with that dialogue
Man my house ain't got no house phone
My flip phone is a chip phone
Got a prepaid and that b***h on
But still I use my b***h phone
'Cause I can't trust my iPhone I can't trust my SIM card
I got Siri talkin' dirty to me tryna make my d**k hard
I got Tunechi on my ringtone my children on my home screen
I choke you with the phonе charger
Sold more crack than my phone screen let's go
Third floor mask on bare feet n***a
100K a week that's a bad week n***a
I can sell dogs to a cat freak n***a
Sell monkey bars to a chimpanzee n***a
But you never know what you never know
N***a sell you coke and it wasn't coke
Hang 'em off the building and let 'em go
That's how you make a statement death they should quote
I seen death around the corner
And I lived right by the corner store
I'm a hot boy I'll burn your hand
I'm in real life untouchable
I run the show I run the show
Sell anything but my soul
And I'm prayin' that the only cuffs
That touch my wrist come with button holes for real
Smokin' on the good
Killin' these h*es like Blair Underwood
Rest in peace to my daddy Rabbit I swear to his lucky foot
Ever since he died of jealousy I've been looking for a cure
You see my daddy had that work now they watch his son get to it
And just like he ran them streets I run with bulls
If n***as buyin' I throw out some numbers to 'em
Numbers soundin' yummy to 'em
You need just call my ho I gave her phone number to 'em
'Cause you know
I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
Pull up in that thing with Stunna paint it period red
Go tell your boss we can get 'em cheaper than what he paid
Let's go
I can't trust my iPhone
Nope
.44 on my thighbone
Huh
You can have the eye of the tiger
I'm the one the tiger better have his eye on okay
Fussin' with my redbone
B***h
Hang up with my high gone
Why
Ball 'til I fall and when I do them h*es gon' pile on uh
Assault rifle now mouth off
Some n***as make it all the way to the top
And ball too hard then bounce off
Like my homeboy let his b***h cook the work and it came out wrong
Almost beat that ho to death
I had to call my plug and vouch for him
'Cause I ain't even got an ounce for 'em
I keep running out on 'em
Everybody gotta eat just try not to leave the mouse crumbs
.223 right here this to keep the whole house warm
Then I skate by one of my h*es house
Girl I gotta use your house phone
'Cause she know I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
I can't trust that Samsung I think Sam the feds
C*****e pour the twenty-eight gram buffet
Turn your block into a police ambulance parade let's go
Lil Wayne/2 Chainz：
I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
Woo
I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
Yeah yeah yeah
Pull up in that thing with Stunna
Yeah
Interior red
Tell 'em
Go tell your boss we can get 'em cheaper than what he paid
Let's go yeah
2 Chainz boom boom boom
2 Chainz/Lil Wayne：
Hello
Hello
Most of my n***as from the ghetto
Ghetto
Through the concrete grew a rose
Grew a rose
Petals smellin' like gun metal
Bah
Smoke a joint the size of a limo
Yeah
My girlfriend wearin' stilettos
Yeah
My wife don't like when I call my girlfriend
My girlfriend she think she's special
Tru
I whippin' and flippin' the extras
Woo extra
F**ked that b***h off a text message
D**n
You know what it is when you f**k with the kid
I got medicine all in my beverage
Lean
Look at your watch it say my time
My time
They callin' my phone like a hotline
Hotline
I'm about to switch this s**t up
S**t up
Got a metro for my thot line
Woo
Got to crip walk on the outside
Yeah
Whip the same color apartheid
Yeah
On the phone kickin' pimpin'
You know I surround that b***h in like a chump line
Ooh Siri backwards spell Iris
I ring iPhone don't work on this island
True
AK smilin' as I pose for a threat
All these bad h*es in here we need a pole in this b***h
If they're quick to pick her up I cut that b***h like a machete
I might overdose on shrimp scampi in a telly I'm like
Lil Wayne/2 Chainz：
I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
Pull up in that thing with Stunna interior red
Go tell your boss we can get 'em cheaper than what he paid
Let's go yeah
I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
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