DJ Swamp Izzo – “3 Cell Phones” (ft. Future) [Audio, Lyrics]

Date 2021-08-10

Category Foreign Music Download, Lyrics, New Music

DJ Swamp Izzo features Future on “3 Cell Phones” produced by DY Krazy. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the song.

Dj Swamp Izzo 3 Cell Phones

Dj Swamp Izzo 3 Cell Phones

“Izzo’s been a part of our family for a long time now,” Birdman said of the signing. I’ve always watched how he moved and what he did. He’s put so many major plays in motion throughout Atlanta and hip-hop as a whole. He’s also an incredible DJ, performer, and artist. Everybody’s about to get to know him in a big way this year.”

DJ Swamp Izzo – 3 Cell Phones (ft. Future) (prod. DY Krazy)

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Ferrari topless, I ain’t with my top bitch
Walk to the valet, hopped in the cockpit
I’m with a goddess, her pussy awesome
I can’t wife her, I feel awful

[Verse 1]
Woo (DY Krazy)
Haha (Freeband Gang)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I just pop pills, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
I popped a pill, I feel so amazing
I flex my skills, I was hittin’ days in
I took a trip, burdens goin’ crazy (Yeah)
I make some mills, I know they gon’ hate it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Driving in a transformer, don’t go in the air
Smashin’ redbones, she so pretty, I hit her back
374’s, I got bitches everywhere
I don’t ever take the local pussy nowhere (No)
Miscarriage, filled up carriage (Yeah, yeah)
Twelve karats, lookin’ like you married
She ain’t average, I told her she a bad bitch (Bad bitch)
Live lavish, take off your salary
Choppa, card bitch, that’s for damn sure
Love the fuckin’ top shit, that’s for damn sure (Woo)
Two chits while I spit, that’s for damn sure
Make a leg lock when I hit, that’s for damn sure
Stacey did it, on that baby, bitty (Stacey)
When the tag your on, make your crash your shitty (Crash your shitty, yeah)
Cuban link, linked up, fallin’, forget it
Fucked her in her house, shoot a pussy, soaked, with it
(808 Mafia)

[Chorus]
Ferrari topless, I ain’t with my top bitch (Rarri)
Walk to the valet, hopped in the cockpit (Cockpit)
I’m with a goddess, her pussy awesome (Awesome)
I can’t wife her, I feel awful

[Verse 2]
Yellow, gold, presidential, Cartier watch (Nah)
Driving in a Bentley, kinda make me doin’ doughnuts, yeah
Ching chong, twat , I got spots in Mexico
Ching chong, twat, I got spots in Mexico
Come through zoomin’ in a Robot, got my spot hot
Yeah, I’ma stack the bread high, til’ it dry right
Yeah, I done walk through hell, I’m a fly guy
Yeah, I just want a fucking pale pussy, left-right

[Refrain]
Choppa, card bitch, that’s for damn sure
Love the fuckin’ top shit, that’s for damn sure (Woo)
Two chits while I spit, that’s for damn sure
Make a leg lock when I hit, that’s for damn sure
I pop a pill, I feel so amazing
I flex my skills, I was hittin’ days in
I took a trip, burdens goin’ crazy (Yeah)
I make some mills, I know they gon’ hate it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Driving in a transformer, don’t go in the air
Smashin’ redbones, she so pretty, I hit her back
374’s, I got bitches everywhere
I don’t ever take the local pussy no where (No)

[Outro]
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