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Forty fonzarelli's answering machine

Aight what's really you hit my lifer number

Leave your message at the beep *beep*

Hah mmmhmmm yeah uhh on my pager

What you say oh yeah kick that **** then *****

Higher than a bird off that herb in the o-a-k

Off on perv parked on curb rollin up a vay

Licked it three times laced it with the alize

About twomp a day baby hit me frequent-lay

Sneak and forty from chocolate short-ay we been

All prepared cause my nights is no day the broad say

I last cause you six months

But I say she pullin a gang of major stunts

Bust bust ****** consequences when you're doin the do

**** around and get caught up in a catch twenty-two

In the area dirt and dust

Where the yah b a plus

But ain't yo sista suga-t suga-t

Ain't you the one that say sprinkle me sprinkle me

I loves me some forty-ridah

I seen you up in 2pac's video poppin your collar

I play this playa **** like bugs bunny

Ain't no cartoon figure ***** I makes money ain't nuttin funny

If you're ever in some funk call your potnah on the cell

And leave one-eighty-seven at the end of the number

B-uh-benzy on washington on the cellular phone

You could tell that the easy bay was his home

My people goin off like a high school build'

And all my money in stacks and all my pockets on swell

M-uh-mobbin like a playa but I'm still a g doe

Pager goin off like c-3po

Time for the hurricane e said word

I put a ***** on his back **** what you heard

repeat 2x

If it's major hit me on my pager

Rang it ring it rang it ring it ring my telephone ring my telephone

I be so rebel-yalous

When I'm talkin on my phone-telyalous

You can have my baitch but I maintain

I chop it up as a loss and charge it to the game

She said you must be playin some kind of phone tag

Cause erytime I hit you you don't hit me back

Why is dat cause you're hella hard to get in contact with

Thought you thought was killin big girl was crackin on some crabs

Six o'clock the girl said that's my crib be at the west plus

Due to go left me at home be leavin my a*s up in the living room all alone

And I be starvin rubbin my monkey fiendin for some donkey kong

Now you're talkin let's get the show on the road

I know you're tired of barkin you need to hop on my load

So we can stab out strike rock and arroyo park

At the top of hill so I can check your oil

I said ah one to the two ah two to two three

Tell me why your baby momma keep on pagin me

I didn't give the h*e the number so why does she call

She says she wanna do me and all of y'all

But I'm like that ***** on the mack I don't want the honey

I want the money some of you ****** is funny style and meanwhile

I'm sellin my piece to these tricks cause it's the paperchase

Laced with game see I'm livin in the hustlers dream

Call up a player if it's major

Specially if it's scrilla ***** hit me on my pager

Rang it baby gimme a call

My name you're screamin how I be hittin them walls

You got me tinglin how you be workin them drawers

With a kiss I make em all say this yeah that's raw

I glance your cut bass we uhh big cheeks

With a blast headin straight for the nut big a&h

Got some ******* all in the cut it's that season

Drop my number to the h*e to hit me up

Yo you're nine-one-oneing me to death what's all that fo'

Got my williams and fillin my pager and pager on the overflo'

What's happenin with all that old ********

Is it really all that d**n serious

You're draining the hell out of my battery

Got your partner thinkin curious

Cause in the y-e-a a-r-e-a the game ain't constipated

Buckin around in the golden state where the game originated

Fools be scandalous they used to be squares be turnin vicious

Hit me on pager hit me if it's major