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You can hit me on my flip phone, baby Tellin' all your friends, oh baby You told them I needed my space Like it's 2008, oh, baby But you can hit me on my Razor, I've been getting faded AOL ain't working baby, our connections breaking, oh I just hope that you know But listen, I've been going crazy thinkin' 'bout you, baby We look good together just like Britney Spears and JT Hit me on my messenger and tell me that you hate me Texting all these other boys and it's driving me crazy Umm, okay like, man, what the fuck? Tell me that you needed space, when I'm home all alone and I miss your face When that ringtone hits I feel okay but I'm— Done with all that acting shit 'cause I'm constantly thinking about how bad you is I'm in a chat room simpin' to all my friends And they "Lol XD" like "Ga$p a bitch" But I'm— Wait, oh, she hate me? Huh, fillin' up my inbox crazy One day mad, then the shit's okay Tony Hawk Pro Skater how she hit a 180 Umm, really you could hit me up and I could act like I really couldn't give a fuck But when my cellphone rings, and a new boy sing you can best believe that I'ma pick it up, yuh Songtexte You can hit me on my flip phone, baby Tellin' all your friends, oh baby You told them I needed my space Like it's 2008, oh, baby But you can hit me on my Razor, I've been getting faded AOL ain't working baby, our connections breaking, oh I just hope that you know Aus Songtexte Mania