Texty: Mistah FAB. Thizz Nation: Vol. 8. Metros & Chirpers.

Can You hear me now?
Mac pack, Mac pack, Mac Pack where you at?
Mistah F.A.B, Fabby Davis
Thizz! Droop-E on the beat!
And I say he gon' did it again
We Thizzin it! Thizz is what it is, but tell me what is it then.
My Nextel trippin. I'm hella mad it's straight.
My bill so high I can barely pay rent.
But I'm chirpin though.
Where you is? Where you at?
I'm right here by the Car Wash next to the Laundromat.
Getting detail! My round are burly.
My favorite song come on,so now I'm doing the furly.
I got all the girls laughing, my music is blasting.
Going dumb when i'm past it, just the dippin and gassin'
My battery kinda low, I gotta get me a charger
Hit the metro store right off a Mc Arthur
Search for 15 minutes but I can't find one
While I'm here, pay my bill, $58.61
If I I'm late, they'll cut me off and I'll be done
30 minutes to get back on and I'll go dumb.

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Metros and Chirpers, Metros and Chirpers
Metros and Chirpers, Metros and Chirpers
You got it, so lock hit me on the under.
But this is my private line, don't give nobody else this number. [x2]
Can you hear me now? No
Hello? I ain't getting no service, my bars on hella low
I'm walking around a circle tryin to find a signal
Got pills, got purple, a gun, it's simple
I can't dial out cuz the buttons broke
Rubberband to keep it together, it's nothing though
On my Metro! Call me whenever
On my Nextel! Don't call me til' 7.
I said leave a message, Cuz I'll get back when I can.
But just get to the point, quit all that talking man!
Your name and your number, that's all that I need
No side stories saying, you remember me?
On my Metro! Calling Long Distance
On my Camera Phone! Taking hella Pictures
Telling all my folks like, like look at her booty.
Next picture of her face, Oh yeah she a cutie!

[Chorus]

773-812 that's my Nextel intro. Man what it do!
472-689 that's my Metro line, you can call me anytime!
Phone on my lap, I stand up, it falls
Phone broke in half, now back to the mall
Screen cracked, now I can't see who callin'!
Everytime I stand up, these things keep on fallin'!
The kids got one first one that you get.
If you flip a Nextel, it'll fit on your hip.
The gas hella high! No scraps on a scretcho
Nextel cut off, It's back to the Metro
Correction, I mean it's back to the Ghettro
I can't hear the phone if i drive past Modesto.
Hello? Hello? Can you hear me now?
No, no, You gotta speak clearly clown!

[Chorus]

You've reached the phone of Fabby motha fucking Davis!
A Thizz Representative
Running with the double stack pack.
Tell em' Mac Mall!
Leave your message at the Yeee!
Yeee! Yeee! Yeee!


(Thanks to Charlissa for these lyrics)