T-Pain — Going Off

Man my shit be going off! Pizzle! [Hook] Man my shit be going off! Super early in the morning, I never felt so motherfucking important Man my shit be going off! Everybody wanna see me, they call me, and they text me, then they tweet me Man my shit be going off! What it do? Where you at? I’m coming through Man my shit be going off! I tell them not to bother me, don’t bother me, instead they calling me and calling me Man my shit be going off! [Verse : T-Pain] 7:45 on a weekday I can rent a G5 with a week's pay I be dizzy, I be stressing Leave a message with my butlers: Benjamin or Felípe If I ain’t got your number locked in You can be expecting a text that say "WHO DIS?" And we’re about to make this party rock shit Put your name and your e-mail in this bitch and let's DO THIS! Man my shit be going off a lil' bit Texting me 911, I ain’t no officer bitch! Saw a picture in my contact she offer the dick If I don’t feel like talking she get a cough like I’m sick (cough) "You sleep boy? You tired? You need something to eat, boy?" You know how much this data plan cost!? I guess it cost to be the boss [Hook] [Verse : T-Pain] Man I lost my phone a couple days ago No contacts I lost like 80 hoes Way to go But I'm just waiting on the right call by nightfall I'ma get me some fellatio Fuck the ratio, I got my cellphone Ain't no hoes in here, I take my ass home I be waiting on it I keep them Androids hating on me. Team Apple! They say the blacker the berry BBMing bitches tell them start packing for Paris We gon' be there for a while, how many bags can you carry? Or just throw 'em in the back of the Chevy Don't even try to call me unknown That's how you get hung up on That number better come across Especially if you trying to call a boss [Hook] [Verse : Big K.R.I.T.] Off the chain, off the Richter, off the scale Off the meter when a diva dyin' to meet me, hit my cell On the regular my cellular be jumping like a trap house Even since I bought a crib and brung the 'Lac out They act out but now I'm falling through to blow their back out Text me, don't address me when I got this cash out Call it how you want it but not collect I don't stress over pity texts, I'm about this check In the meantime I'ma scream down, chopper blaze Leave your number at the beep cause I'm probably getting paid Pistol on this plate, you can be about it, I never read about it Most of these haters do me favors when they tweet about it Hating on the blog cause they broads love my music Asking for a follow just to DM that they choosing Then I hit 'em with the digits just to keep 'em flip and moving My cellphone 808 booming [Hook]