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Lyrics: Dt-Dt-Dt On your mobile phone Dt-Dt-Dt On your mobile phone You f*** my Man and Wreck my home, I'll get my bro to rob your phone [x4] You Big Dummy Now Could it be that me and He Are tighter than J-lo in her jeans And Could it be that me and He Are tighter than R.Kelly in his teens You f***ing With My man And you text him all the time You might've had him once But I got him all the time Dt-Dt-Dt On your mobile phone Dt-Dt-Dt On your mobile phone You f*** my Man and Wreck my home, I'll get my bro to rob your phone [x2] U R A Q T Is your Dad a dealer Cause you're dope to me You Throw them Balls across the country You win gold medals for when you're with me You Big Dummy Right then, It's On [x8] He ain't no Word for scrabble You don't get points for doubles Menage Trois Lalalalala I'll bill you for your droudles You done lost your marble Like a ball I'll make you dribble Your the shrapnels in the rubble I'm a raging bull, a rebel It's all about the low-blow brown Girl The No blood, no Love hot girl The jnkn jnkn jumping off the decks girl The jnkn jnkn jumping off the rocks girl You big Dummy U R A Q T Is your Dad a dealer Cause you're dope to me You Throw them Balls across the country You win gold medals for when you're with me You Big Dummy Right then, It's on [x16] You Big Dummy More songs from this artist Comments for this song |
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