CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Flipphone
You can hit me on flip phone, baby
Tellin’ all yo friends, oh baby
You told them I needed Myspace
Like it’s 2008, oh baby
You can hit me on my Razor, I’ve been getting faded
internet ain’t working baby, our connections breaking (Oh)
I just hope that you know
But listen, I’ve been going crazy thinkin’ ‘bout you baby
We look good together just like Britney Spears and Jay-Z
on my messenger and tell me that you hate me
Texting all these other boys and it’s driving me crazy
Man, what the f**k?
Tell me that you needed space while I’m home all alone and I miss your face
When that ringtone hits I feel okay, but I'm
Done with all that acting sh*t because I’m constantly thinking about how bad you is
I’m in a chat room simpin’ to all my friends
And they “Lol XD” like “Ga$p a b*t*h”
But wait, Oh she hate me? Fillin’ up my inbox crazy
One day mad, then the sh*t’s okay
Tony Hawk Pro Skate how she hit a 180
Umm, really you could hit me up and I could act like I really couldn’t give a f**k
But when my cellphone ring and that new boy sing you can bet that I’ma pick it up
You can hit me on flip phone, baby
Tellin’ all yo friends, oh baby
You told them I needed Myspace
Like it’s 2008, oh baby
But you can hit me on my Razor, I’ve been getting faded
internet ain’t working baby, our connections breaking (Oh)
I just hope that you know
Tellin’ all yo friends, oh baby
You told them I needed Myspace
Like it’s 2008, oh baby
You can hit me on my Razor, I’ve been getting faded
internet ain’t working baby, our connections breaking (Oh)
I just hope that you know
But listen, I’ve been going crazy thinkin’ ‘bout you baby
We look good together just like Britney Spears and Jay-Z
on my messenger and tell me that you hate me
Texting all these other boys and it’s driving me crazy
Man, what the f**k?
Tell me that you needed space while I’m home all alone and I miss your face
When that ringtone hits I feel okay, but I'm
Done with all that acting sh*t because I’m constantly thinking about how bad you is
I’m in a chat room simpin’ to all my friends
And they “Lol XD” like “Ga$p a b*t*h”
But wait, Oh she hate me? Fillin’ up my inbox crazy
One day mad, then the sh*t’s okay
Tony Hawk Pro Skate how she hit a 180
Umm, really you could hit me up and I could act like I really couldn’t give a f**k
But when my cellphone ring and that new boy sing you can bet that I’ma pick it up
You can hit me on flip phone, baby
Tellin’ all yo friends, oh baby
You told them I needed Myspace
Like it’s 2008, oh baby
But you can hit me on my Razor, I’ve been getting faded
internet ain’t working baby, our connections breaking (Oh)
I just hope that you know
