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Hit the Celly Video (MV)




Performed By: Actually AV & Mr. AL
Language: English
Length: 2:35
Written by: Alex Baider, Anthony Vera




Actually AV & Mr. AL - Hit the Celly Lyrics
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AV got another one
I'm a man with a plan ain't nothin' you can tell me
No time for the beef if you want it hit the deli
You know I gotta eat gotta fill my belly
So you wanna talk biz hit my line hit the celly
Yea yea
Hit my line hit the celly
Hit my line hit the celly
Hit my line hit the celly
This a mother f*ckin' jam no jelly
Long time comin' gotta new bop
No shoes all cash in the shoe box
Pretty little thing in a tube top
All ready goin no need for the lube doc
Short time and we bringing in the new vibe
Why's it looking like your walking with your shoes tied
I lied
I'm stopping till I'm Pool side
I got lots to say I'll be speaking till the drools dried
Talk crazy then goin right to voicemail
Butt poking out but the face lookin muy feo
Plotting on the kid watch your ploy fail
Beat too wavy sit back watch your boy sail
Watch me sail watch us sell we the ship
Please don't call my cell i can smell that it's shit
I'm knocking down doors so there's nothing you can sell me
I'm still bumping graduation So there's nothing you can tell me
I'm a man with a plan ain't nothin' you can tell me
No time for the beef if you want it hit the deli
You know I gotta eat gotta fill my belly
So you wanna talk biz hit my line hit the celly
Yea yea
Hit my line hit the celly
Hit my line hit the celly
Hit my line hit the celly
This a mother f*ckin' jam no jelly
No jelly but I'm covering the spread well
Need a manager to handle my whole damn cell
If your my man still you can hit my hand held
But I'm not picking up
For random shmucks who want my sound still
Keep you round still if you match the output
I pull up on stage got the crowd shook
My girl so fine make your dad look
Don't matter if the head right if she a bad cook
Good look
Someones dialing my ring tone
Too prestigious so I'm careful what bring home
Most
Cool with sitting watching waiting
But I'm not
So I'm in your brain and ears and notifications
On vacation but you know I hit the beats still.
We goin all night get a refill.
Old girl blowing up my phone still
Gotta block the number cuz you running up the phone bill
I'm a man with a plan ain't nothin' you can tell me
No time for the beef if you want it hit the deli
You know I gotta eat gotta fill my belly
So you wanna talk biz hit my line hit the celly
Yea yea
Hit my line hit the celly
Hit my line hit the celly
Hit my line hit the celly
This a mother f*ckin' jam no jelly
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English

AV got another one
I'm a man with a plan ain't nothin' you can tell me
No time for the beef if you want it hit the deli
You know I gotta eat gotta fill my belly
So you wanna talk biz hit my line hit the celly
Yea yea
Hit my line hit the celly
Hit my line hit the celly
Hit my line hit the celly
This a mother f*ckin' jam no jelly
Long time comin' gotta new bop
No shoes all cash in the shoe box
Pretty little thing in a tube top
All ready goin no need for the lube doc
Short time and we bringing in the new vibe
Why's it looking like your walking with your shoes tied
I lied
I'm stopping till I'm Pool side
I got lots to say I'll be speaking till the drools dried
Talk crazy then goin right to voicemail
Butt poking out but the face lookin muy feo
Plotting on the kid watch your ploy fail
Beat too wavy sit back watch your boy sail
Watch me sail watch us sell we the ship
Please don't call my cell i can smell that it's shit
I'm knocking down doors so there's nothing you can sell me
I'm still bumping graduation So there's nothing you can tell me
I'm a man with a plan ain't nothin' you can tell me
No time for the beef if you want it hit the deli
You know I gotta eat gotta fill my belly
So you wanna talk biz hit my line hit the celly
Yea yea
Hit my line hit the celly
Hit my line hit the celly
Hit my line hit the celly
This a mother f*ckin' jam no jelly
No jelly but I'm covering the spread well
Need a manager to handle my whole damn cell
If your my man still you can hit my hand held
But I'm not picking up
For random shmucks who want my sound still
Keep you round still if you match the output
I pull up on stage got the crowd shook
My girl so fine make your dad look
Don't matter if the head right if she a bad cook
Good look
Someones dialing my ring tone
Too prestigious so I'm careful what bring home
Most
Cool with sitting watching waiting
But I'm not
So I'm in your brain and ears and notifications
On vacation but you know I hit the beats still.
We goin all night get a refill.
Old girl blowing up my phone still
Gotta block the number cuz you running up the phone bill
I'm a man with a plan ain't nothin' you can tell me
No time for the beef if you want it hit the deli
You know I gotta eat gotta fill my belly
So you wanna talk biz hit my line hit the celly
Yea yea
Hit my line hit the celly
Hit my line hit the celly
Hit my line hit the celly
This a mother f*ckin' jam no jelly
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Writer: Alex Baider, Anthony Vera
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