| On my main phone, textin' with this other phone
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| Tryna keep these lights on, sleepin' with my Nikes on
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| Doin' hella shit, bustin' patterns in a random
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| Watch my paper get longer
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| On my main phone, textin' with this other phone
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| Tryna keep these lights on, sleepin' with my Nikes on
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| Doin' hella shit, bustin' patterns in a random
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| Watch my paper get longer (Rock it)
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| I’m on a road to the riches, checkin' paper, mane (Paper, mane)
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| I wanna play in gold like a Laker, mane (Laker, mane)
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| My bitch too negative, gotta shake her, mane (Shake her, mane)
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| She gotta catch me in the wind like a paper plane
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| I came up in the '80s when the women were defensive
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| So I came up with a counter called passive-aggressive pimpin'
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| When you make 'em feel lucky for fuckin' me in the loft
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| Help 'em bust nuts and they helpin' me buy trucks
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| Not outright, but a nice down in the first month
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| I mean, I’m not really pimpin', my nigga, fuck you on?
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| Beats slappin', 9 milli' packin'-ass nigga
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| Oh, soon Slew City Slew mackin'-ass nigga
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| I am spit-taking llama
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| 'Bout my decimals, digits, commas
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| Rubles, shillings, pesos, watch out
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| Because punk shit lead to trauma
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| That’s why I’m on my
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| Main phone, textin' with this other phone
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| Tryna keep these lights on, sleepin' with my Nikes on
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| Doin' hella shit, bustin' patterns in a random
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| Watch my paper get longer
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| On my main phone, textin' with this other phone
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| Tryna keep these lights on, sleepin' with my Nikes on
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| Doin' hella shit, bustin' patterns in a random
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| Watch my paper get longer (Rock it)
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| Nike Cortez on my feet in a deep sleep with a freak
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| From the meet and greet, now it’s left to me
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| Rick bounced the beat, gave a ounce to P
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| Had to cut the bitch off for popping off to me
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| I’m back to business relentlessly, I ain’t done 'til I’m finished
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| Variety in your society and bitch, I’m the menace
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| You wish I would call back, you wish I would fall back
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| See, I’m a dope boy, so I’m a need my football back
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| In and out these routes like I was Julian Edelman
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| I needs all mine from the shit I been peddling
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| I’m settling for nothing less than the top notch
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| Jumping over all you hoes like hopscotch
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| Bitch, back up off me and leave me alone
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| I’m walking my dog a half a mile from my home
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| On my phone, tryna get rich, talking shit to a bitch
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| Coming up with some shit like this
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| On my main phone, textin' with this other phone
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| Tryna keep these lights on, sleepin' with my Nikes on
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| Doin' hella shit, bustin' patterns in a random
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| Watch my paper get longer
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| On my main phone, textin' with this other phone
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| Tryna keep these lights on, sleepin' with my Nikes on
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| Doin' hella shit, bustin' patterns in a random
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| Watch my paper get longer (Rock it)
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| Yeah, holla at me
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| No, I’ma text you from my other number
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| Yeah, it’s the 818
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| Oh, you want me to hit you from the 213?
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| We find our hero, Blaps Bastardly, roaming the land
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| With nothing but his MPC and his moral compass in hand
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| Avoiding all punk shit, not needing two dollars in his hand
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| Weaving through the malevolent man and malevolent plan
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| You got to catch him
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| On my main phone, textin' with this other phone
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| Tryna keep these lights on, sleepin' with my Nikes on
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| Doin' hella shit, bustin' patterns in a random
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| Watch my paper get longer |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Main Phone , by - Snoop Dogg. Song from the album I Wanna Thank Me, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп