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Chamillionaire

Genres: Hip-Hop

E.i. Lyrics - Chamillionaire

[Chamillionaire] 

All the hoes up in the club get in free before 10 

They rather pay 10 to see if the Chamillion's goin in 

Fa'sho then 

Me and Lester Boy gon' buy out the bar 

While ya eyes is on my car, I got my eyes on ya braud 

I'm not classy, grab on ya ass when ya pass me 

And have the nerve to say I didn't do it when ya asked me 

Nasty, call me what you want except broke 

'cause soon as you do, they gon' be like this nigga got jokes 

Ha-Ha, have you see where the Chamillionaire stay? 

Have you seen what the neon lights up in the trunk say? 

Truck stay sittin' low, and the screens in the truck play 

I get more green then a vegetarian buffet 

I get more bank then a NBA back board 

Stack yours while we slam black Cadillac doors 

2 Tellies watchin' Nelly, and 3 Tellies showin' Belly 

Big ballin like some meat-balls in a damn deli 

Callin' Sam on my celly 

When she tellin' me she ready to come braid my hair-my hair like R.Kelly 

Could tell niggaz I cut hair, they be like "So what?" 

Bite ya chilli-bowl with my ice-grill and give ya ass a cold-cut 

Get it? and even if ya don't then forget it 

Just remember when my album hit the stores to go and get it 

I'm twistin' my wrist and I'm sparklin' and glistenin' 

Shh!, listen and you can hear the ladies just whisperin' 

Lookin' like I was up in the North Pole and I was fishin' 

Seen some ice water and stuck my whole fist in 

Messin' up your vision, when the twinkies be twistin' 

I feel pain, when I grip grain but I ain't trippin' 

If I'm not hittin' licks with Lil' Yo up in the bricks 

Then I'm hoppin' up in the 6, might pop me a lil crist' 

I cannot, give you a kiss, leave ya lips and ya tongue frozen 

My whole mouth golden, gotta porno star posin' 

On the back of my album cover, if I discover 

That'll hot girl is not a hot girl, then I'll just shove her 

'cause I'ma guerilla out the gutta, I'm so sick mayne 

I pull up on chrome and I watch a nigga lip hang 

If Miss Thang, actin' like she really Miss Thang 

Won't see me spit game, unless she gotta thick frame 

Look mayne, ain't nothin' the Chamillionaire can't get 

I'm ballin' like Bill Gates gave me a blank check 

My paint wet, might leave a happy-hater upset 

Ice on my neck drippin' down my back and got my butt wet 

What you thought, the Chamillionaire wasn't throwed or somethin? 

I be rollin' on buttons, and got em' sayin' "He shol' be stuntin'" 

Nigga get ya mind correct, the house is the ish 

Everybody flash ya wrist and let ya diamond glist