Текст песни iPhone - Trina

I don't flow for the pidgins
I spit marble floors and new kitchens
A pretty bitch like I was a mutation
You idiot what the fuck you just said
Consider this if I admit if I was bitching,
Conceited, hot flow would you listen
Well pay attention cause I got them on a mission
Follow the hit stand you walk to the mix end
They are gonna play a 6 to 10 I am picturing
They are gonna say in to in addiction
The cat on the suit and a body that fits in hat with the boots
I'm the truth you're a vixen... hoe
Ain't nothing I don't know If the bread ain't right
It ain't nothing I don't go
So they getting up their digits
Oh you thought that I was just play with it... NO
When My iPhone start jumping that shows
And everybody that calling knows
That we on bottles of Nuvo
You hear my smartphone start ringing
My smartphone start ringing
IPhone start jumping that spread
Now at the same time everybody say
Sound off and the DJs play
When my smartphone start ringing
Smartphone start ringing
I spit venin up like a cobra
Prison is right on the bitch and it's over
I am the holder and ain't nothing closer
I'm the closer mouthed up cause I told you
I'm a poser what I did with the poster
Get chicks to come and do the same thing over
But God sent the prospect got the moder
Rapping to another state finna come blow up
Roof off if you too soft nigga moon walk
Always in the heart bitch I need a goon dawg
I just sit back while on site
When I'm checking two called Styles-es at night
Plus tips I flow it
It's just chips got me disgusted
You hoes getting adjusted
Shit
I'm the bitch niggas bring home
Big rocks full of Winston
When My iPhone start jumping that shows
And everybody that calling knows
That we on bottles of Nuvo
You hear my smartphone start ringing
My smartphone start ringing
IPhone start jumping that spread
Now at the same time everybody say
Sound off and the DJs play
When my smartphone start ringing
Smartphone start ringing
Smartphone Start ringing yeah