T-Pain - Going Off lyrics

[T-Pain:] Man my sh** be going off, going off Super early in the morning I never felt so mother f**ing important Man my sh** be going off, going off Everybody wanna see me They call me, and they text me, then they tweet me And my sh** be going off, going off What it do, what it do? Where you're at, where you're at? I'm coming through, man my sh** be going off! I tell them not to bother me, don't bother me Yeah, instead they're calling me, and calling me My sh** be going off! 7:45 on a week day I can rent a g5 with a week's pay Hey, hey, hey I'll be dizzy, i'll be stressing Leave a message with my butlers Benjamin of a lean pay If i ain't got your number locked in You can be expecting to text that says who it is? And we're about to make this party rock sh** Put your name and your e-mail and this b**h tell them do this! Man my sh** be going off a lil bit Texting me 911 I ain't no officer b**h! Shaw a picture in my contact she offer the dick If i don't feel like talking she get a cough like I'm sick You sleep boy, you're tired You need something to eat, boy? You know how much this data plan cost? I guess it cost to be the boss Man my sh** be going off, going off Super early in the morning I never felt so mother f**ing important Man my sh** be going off, going off Everybody wanna see me They call me, and they text me, then they tweet me And my sh** be going off, going off What it do, what it do? Where you're at, where you're at? I'm coming through, man my sh** be going off! I tell them not to bother me, don't bother me Yeah, instead they're calling me, and calling me My sh** be going off! 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 about nightfall I'm a get me some fel**tio f** the ratio I got my cellphone Ain't no hoes in here I take my a** home I be waiting on it, I keep them androids hating on me Team iPhone! They say the blacker the berry BBM b**hes tell them start packing for Paris We gon' be there for a while how many ba** can you carry Wait I'll 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 Specially if you tryin' to call a boss Man my sh** be going off, going off Super early in the morning I never felt so mother f**ing important Man my sh** be going off, going off Everybody wanna see me They call me, and they text me, then they tweet me And my sh** be going off, going off What it do, what it do? Where you're at, where you're at? I'm coming through, man my sh** be going off! I tell them not to bother me, don't bother me Yeah, instead they're calling me, and calling me My sh** be going off! [Big K.R.I.T.:] Off the chain off the rhytim off the scale The meter with a diva dyin' to meet me hear my sail The ragger of my sail y'all be jumping like a trail Even since I bought a crib I've run the acke isle Now I'm gonna fall through to blow the black eye Chase me don't adress me when I got this cash out Call it how you want it but not call late I don't stress old kitty taste I'm about this check In the meantime I'mma scream die and chop a blaze Leave your number at the beep cause I'm probably getting paid Cause on this place you can be about it I never read about it Most of these haters do me favors when they tweet about it Hating on on le blanc cause they browns on my music Ask for a follow just to see 'em what they choose Then I hit 'em with the digits just to keep 'em flip and moving My cellphone 808 boom [T-Pain:] Man my sh** be going off, going off Super early in the morning I never felt so mother f**ing important Man my sh** be going off, going off Everybody wanna see me They call me, and they text me, then they tweet me And my sh** be going off, going off What it do, what it do? Where you're at, where you're at? I'm coming through, man my sh** be going off! I tell them not to bother me, don't bother me Yeah, instead they're calling me, and calling me My sh** be going off!