This is a song about "Mobile phone plans"

Stop blowin up my phone

Please sugar don't come alone

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

All on their phones, they had other plans.

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Like tapping in the mobile phones, in my chromosomes,

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

Rappers talk shit, they got no lines like cordless mobile phones,

Another chapter, life plans scatter

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

I need a ring, like a phone

You're the corner stone