Moto

Motorola

Bounce down the street, shoulders back 'cause I got a hook like cotto

See a girl in the crowd, she asks me for a photo

I love the fact that her breath smells like Coca Cola

Put her digits in my Motorola

You ain't cool dude so take yourself and please roll over

People say that I am Coke and you are Rola Cola

I need to sit down and breathe, my mood is so tri-polar

Snap a pic on my Motorola

Backstage at the Ritz - my chest is full of rum

I'll have another shot right now because blackouts are fun

It's just casual, trust, I barely even know ya

I'll be Shrek babe and you be Fiona

Fickle friends watch from afar, they're juiced up on FOMO

Try to keep up 'cause my life is always on the float though

They're sick 'n' tired, trust, 'cause they can't control ya

I ain't mad, I'll just have to demote ya

And then the guy came up to me and asked me to put my digits in his phone

But, you know, I don't think he was quite there in the head?

I mean he had a Motorola? Who even has a Motorola these days?

But I went along with the whole fiasco and I gave him my number but

I don't think I'm gonna text him back

Although the Motorola was kinda hot though but whatever

Getting girls is the moto

Service station's a moto

Drive to work on the moto

Got moves like moto-moto

Getting girls is the moto

Service station's a moto

Drive to work on the moto

Got moves like moto-moto

Yeah, I'm not gonna call him

Did you see that haircut?

Just bad, bad

Motorola

Motorola

Motorola

Motorola