Wi-Fi lyrics

[Verse 1: BONES]
It's the Wi-Fi pimp, modems hangin' from my wrists
Passwords on my blunts, got to log in to get it (You've got mail)
Digits etched on my grave, can't decipher my slang
Wingdings when I speak, bold fonts when I sing
b*tch, I'm comin' through italicized, that's leanin' back
Backseat, chargin' up my MacBook (You've got mail) up on my lap (You've got mail)
b*tch, my signal always strong and my bandwidth smooth
Rollin' coffins and coughin' until I roll a new
Flash drive blade, plug it in your veins
Downloadin' lives, then I right-click save
Got a 101 CD-changer, IKEA couch with the Sharper Image razor
101 CD-changer, (You've got mail) IKEA couch with the Sharper Image razor

[Chorus: BONES & Snoop Dogg]
Loadin', loadin', b*tch, I'm loadin'
But that's the life of a G, I guess
Loadin', loadin', b*tch, I'm loadin'
But that's the life of a G, I guess
But that's the life of a G, I guess
(You've got mail)
But that's the life of a G, I guess
But that's the life of a G, I guess
(You've got mail)
But that's the life of a G, I guess