Drake’s Nokia Lyrics: Check out the official song lyrics for NOKIA, a song by Drake which is taken off his recently released $ome $exy $ongs 4 U album.

“Nokia” a standout track from Drake and PARTYNEXTDOOR’s collaborative album, $ome $exy $ongs 4 U, released on February 14, 2025, with audio production credit going out to Elkan, the song infuses a “sweaty Atlanta bass beat” with “flashy synths” and features Elkan’s distinctive androgynous vocals.

The track transitions midway into a “crunchy groove” reminiscent of Kanye West’s Graduation, with Drake adopting a playful, ’80s-inspired rap flow. The song has also sparked widespread discussion online, with fans creating memes and sharing their enthusiasm across social media platforms.

Take a closer look at the official lyrics for the song while a link is attached below to download the mp3 version of the song.

Drake NOKIA Lyrics

Who’s callin’ my phone? (Who’s callin’ that shit?)
Who’s callin’ my phone? (Who’s callin’ that shit?)
Who’s callin’ my phone? (Who’s callin’ that shit?)
Who’s callin’ my phone? (Who’s callin’ that shit?)
Who’s callin’ my phone? (Who? Who?)
Who’s callin’ my phone? (Who? Who?)
Who’s callin’ my phone? (Yeah, yeah)
Who’s callin’ my phone? (OVO Sound, 2025)
Who’s callin’ my phone? (Who’s callin’ that shit?)
Who’s callin’ my phone?

Is it Stacy? (Who’s callin’ my phone?)
Is it Becky? (Who’s callin’ my phone?)
Is it Keisha? (Who’s callin’ my phone?)
Is it Ellie? (Who’s callin’ my phone?)
Was it Dani? (Who’s callin’ my phone?)
Is it PARTY? (Who’s callin’ my phone?)
Where’s the function? (Where the fuck the function?)
Send the addy (Where the fuck the function?)

The way I feel right now, I feel like we need to be all alone
So if you just playin’ around, you need to tell your girl, “Take your fine ass home,” and that’s real
Stop teasin’ me, yeah, what? Stop teasin’ me
I could change your life so easily
I keep beggin’ you to stay, but you’re leavin’ me
Leavin’ me, we got sticks in the club illegally
Got the whole 6ix side, they believe in me
We got members east of the DVP
We got members west on the 401
We had a lock on the game, but it’s more to come
You gotta pop that ass ’til the morning come
You want shots for the girls? Then order some

Who’s callin’ my phone? (Who’s callin’ that?)
Who’s callin’ my phone? (Who’s callin’ that shit?)
Who’s callin’ my phone? (Who’s callin’ that shit?)
Who’s callin’ my phone? (Who’s callin’ that shit?)
Who’s callin’ my phone? (Who? Who?)
Who’s callin’ my phone? (Who? Who?)
Who’s callin’ my phone? (Who? Who?)
Who’s callin’ my— (Ayy)

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Is it Stacy? (Who’s callin’ my phone?)
Is it Becky? (Who’s callin’ my phone?)
Is it Keisha? (Who’s callin’ my phone?)
Is it Ashley? (Who’s callin’ my phone?)
Was it Dani? (Who’s callin’ my phone?)
Is it PARTY? (Who’s callin’ my phone?)
Where’s the function? (Where the fuck the function?)
Send the addy (Where the fuck the function?)

[Part II]

Baby girl
Baby girl
Baby girl

Baby girl
Let me see you do your dance, let me see you twirl
Shakin’ ass in the club with your homegirls
Take a pic for the ‘Gram, show the whole world (Show the whole world), yeah
Is that your bestie?
I’ma ice both of y’all like Gretzky
I’ma at you like bless me
Hit the dance floor, get nasty, impress me
Baby girl
Let me see you do your dance, let me see you twirl
Shakin’ ass in the club with your homegirls
Take a pic for the ‘Gram, show the whole world (Show the whole world), yeah
Is that your bestie?
I’ma ice both of y’all like Gretzky
I’ma at you like bless me
Hit the dance floor, get nasty, impress me

Ayy, how many hoes in this club?
Is it just me and you, my love?
I don’t mean to call you no ho
I just heard about the things that you do, my love
And you’re just like me, if it’s true, my love, ayy
You could see right through my love, ayy
I see your waist shrunk, my love, ayy
You got some bass in the trunk, my love, damn
How many hoes in this club?
Is it really just me, my love?
You know my dad ‘nem pimpin’ for real
You ever been down to Memphis, Tennessee, my love? Uh
I ain’t sayin’ I agree, my love
I’m just tellin’ you the things that I see, my love
I got drinks, jokes, sex, and cash
Those are four things I can guarantee, my love, ayy