Album Name

DFD

Artist

Dumbfoundead

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2013.02.18

Release Agency

(주)지니뮤직

Cell Phone (Feat. Anderson .Paak & Wax) - Dumbfoundead
Who’s the chauffeur
Woke up so dizzy
Drunk and hungover
Can't find my house keys
Who was the chauffeur
Got one shoe on
and not the slightest clue
where my cell phone is
What was the name
I was definitely on one
Ronda Miranda or Sandra
Shouldn't have mixed that
light with the dark rum
Now I'm in the bathroom
throwin’ up a lung
Gotta make a run for dat
Gatorade punch
Head pounding on the one
like an 808 drum
Gotta grab Pho hangover 101
It soaks it all up
you should know dat bruh
Pocket full of numbers covered
in weed crumbs
I'm a lover not a fighter
why my knuckles feel numb
No pun intended but I really
feel dumb founded
On my neighbors front
lawn throwin’ up
Seems last night
I was actin’ like a fool
Tagged Facebook pictures of
me jumpin’ in a pool
Wearing nothing but a hat
and my birthday suit
I was smashed to the max
on a work day too
But I looked overjoyed
in my polaroid pics
With my mustache fresh looking
like a koi fish
My swag turned up on dat
Soulja Boy shit
Feeling real good about
my bad choices
Who in the world is the girl
in my bed
Who's the dude on the couch
with dreads
And why in the hell was
I drinkin’ so much
Shoulda stuck with the weed
like Breezy told us
Now I'm lookin’ for the Folgers
awake from a coma
Making my way through empty
bottles of Corona
Follow the aroma
it leads to the doja
Roll up smoke up
and do it all over
Woke up so dizzy
Drunk and hungover
Can't find my house keys
Who was the chauffeur
Got one shoe on
and not the slightest clue
where my cell phone is
come on come on come on
come on come on
Friday night just got paid
Brand new fit clean boy shave
Feeling good pregame my place
The homies came through
with a gang of fade
They said they're trying to
get loose in a major way
So they sip grey goose
no juice just straight
What it do young buck pour a cup
I'm straight
I'm waiting on the tree
I got fifty on the Z
Plus I ain't even ate
Ya'll go heavy in the paint
I'll go heavy on the dank
You go heavy on the drink
and gon' end up on your face
Not me not me
But I don't think I'mma get my weed
No time soon I'mma have to proceed
To consume the first thing I see
A little OJ and another Belvadee
Two shots for her
two shots for me
The more that we booze
the less that we see
Now that is more booze than
Apollo Theatre up
like I'm big on the tree later
Outside pissing on the street haters
Cops came through on the creep
gave me
A ticket and a mufuckin' speech
And meanwhile on repeat
Shots shots shots shots
I'm thinking stop
it's not that deep damn
Trying to give it all I got got
And then I threw up
in the god damn sink
that's weak
Woke up so dizzy
Drunk and hungover
Can't find my house keys
Who was the chauffeur
Got one shoe on
and not the slightest clue
where my cell phone is
There's an unfamiliar ceiling
in this place
With a very familiar feeling
of disgrace
As my eyes open up for
the first time after
Another blackout catastrophe
disaster
And captures the image of
the rafters above
And the cold concrete
on my back is enough
To wake me and make me
stand up in amazement
Where is this unfinished basement
How'd I get here
I need to get home
But I can't leave until I find
my key and my phone
Then I see a girl asleep and
alone in the corner
I walk toward her not knowing
for sure who she was
I just hoped that her phone was on
And I ain't spoken to my girl
I told her I would call her
Tapped on her cold shoulder
when she rolled over
I saw her damn
My memory is better than I think
I remember last night
had her bent over the sink
In the bathroom
staring at her lower back tattoo
Flashback boom and
I'm back to the new
Back to the what now
what am I gonna do
Picked up her phone and dialed
my own number to
See if I could hear it ringing
and sure enough
It's on the floor of the bathroom
with more of my stuff
Condom keys and my wallet
An absent-minded strategic alcoholic
Strategic cause the condom
wrapper was empty
Tip-toed out the door kinda gently
Woke up so dizzy
Drunk and hungover
Can't find my house keys
Who was the chauffeur
Got one shoe on
and not the slightest clue
where my cell phone is