Dontcha Wish Your Cell Phone Was Hot Like Me?
Lyrics:
Ok
Yeahh
Oh, we about to get just a lil less music and a little more i-phone (oooh, baby)
Ladies, lets go
Fanboys, lets go (ladies)
Let me talk to ya’ll .. and just you know, tell you “oh one more thing”
Listen (fellas)
Ya see this phone’s hot
Everytime I turn it on, i drag mah finger ‘cross the spot (are you ready)
Making phone calls fast like a geek with a new gem
works in almost any country
Yes, I’m quad band G-S-M (lets fly)
checkin’ weather reports like there ain’t nothin to it
slick quicktime trailers, high rez when i do it
i pinch the screen to zoom so far away
gimme the number
conference the party before i leave
[Randi’s voice w/backup]
I know you want me (I know you want me)
I know you do (I know you do)
That’s why you’re droolin’
Whenever you see me on the news
But if you really meant it (if you really meant it)
Well then for a week (then for a week)
You’d be one of those guys who camped out in front
of the Mac Boutique
Baby!
[Chorus]
Dontcha wish your cell phone was hot like me
Dontcha wish your keypad was button free?
Dontcha?
Dontcha?
Have fun with your Razr (have fun with your Razr)
I guess it’ll do (I guess it’ll do)
The Blackjack looks sleek, but you’ll still be a dork from my point of view.
You text on your sidekick (like Paris Hilton)
But I know you want me (know you want me)
You say “Hello Moto” but I know you’re lusting
For more memory.
Shhhh!
Dontcha wish your cell phone was raw like me (raw)
Dontcha wish you spent more than half a G. (half a G)
Dontcha?
Dontcha baby?
Dontcha?
Apple
Mac
Steve
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