Is Dat Yo Chic Lyrics - Singles - Chamillionaire

[girl on Chorus} 

Is dat yo chic the bitch grabbin 

on that nigga dick is dat yo chic 

[x2] 

[Lil Flip] 

The south bring alot of flow 

ya know we got alot of hoes 

we make them bitches drop that 

shit own dont to tha floor 

fuck dem whores who think they 

run shit i make numba 1 hits 

dey make flops they acutaly make 

that shit that be called "not real hip hop" 

T.I. be fellin on tha cops shake dem drades 

like ya got tha mops for da heads ohhh 

[Doe] 

Ya know we back drippin stains 

plus we be switchin lanes Maybach 

do big things ohh fuck got my gat 

loaded on my wasit we do that h-town stomp 

then we 2 step to tha bass everybody in h-town 

got that gat on they waist you know how we do 

we aint no fools back again Loaded 4 10's 

4-4 blow as high as the sky ya know im ride till 

i die take yo chance and get a piece of da pie 

every nigga gone ride till they die 

[Chorus] 

[Dj Drama Talking] 

That was a hot freestlye but now we 

got tha illest coming up the offical 

king koopa changing color lizard he is 

a rap god you know who im 

talking about.... 

[Chamillonaire] 

You know that feelin' you get when you in love, what do ya call it? 

I don't know but I only feel like that when I open my wallet 

Wanna be hard..retards actin' like they ain't fraud 

Open ya mouth so I can drag ya feet and cut my yard 

Broke niggaz always tryna tell ya how to get a dollar 

Shut up when the heat holla, run hollow tips follow 

Like prank callers..yall niggaz need to hang it up 

no Biggie, I'll take his Shyne like ya nickname was Puff 

Ay, controversy sells..and I know I was wrong 

But you bia bia's need to listen to that Lil' Jon song 

This ain't no sisqo thong song, we the voice of the streets 

So in order to keep the peace, gotta keep a piece 

Just kiddin', don't touch guns, guns will kill 

And that's real, when you still use ya dumb tongue to squill 

Don't get mad, don't take everything seriously 

But if ya rappin and lookin' for a rapper to fear, it's me 

Chamillion the Mixtape Messiah, get duct-taped and tie ya 

to the table, open ya mouth and make ya eat barbed wire 

sandwich, man this boy got to be signed 

If he's not, then Russell want me to sign his dotted-line 

Nope, maybe next bitch ass niggq, underground I'm found 

Sharks swimmin' in the dark, ya talk down now drown 

So I'ma continue, to rule move get out the way 

While the chrome metal 'copter blades keep spinnin' for days 

[chorus] 

The block gets..bled red like a leg in a ant bed 

My twanks make a crippled girl turn her damn head 

Hakim' cause a scene when I drop my screens 

Got more green then mean green sippin' a green cup of lean 

in a green limousine, I impress myself 

Might spit game to a nun just to test myself 

Won't pour up a fourth 

Sho' I'll throw up the fourth 

Fa'sho I'll show up to four 

And bleeh blow up the show 

Whoa!, ice bright man 

Like a night-light man 

Ice white like the head-lights on a white van 

As bright as a white man 

With a light tan 

Ice bright as the skin on Michael Jackson's right hand, nigga 

Goddamn ohh! I impress myself 

I'm so throwed I need a catchers mit to catch myself 

How much you niggaz wanna bet you'll never get my wealth 

I'll rather play a solo game of dice and bet myself 

Whoa hold up Ron C I just won me a G 

Lucky me I'm the nigga that wannabe's wannabe 

i'm tellin' ya, ohh nigga I impress myself 

So many hoes on my dick I gotta stretch my belt 

Nigga ya better go handcuff ya honey dip quick 

My lips don' touched mo' female lips then lipstick 

My car got more butter then a bunch of biscuits 

I get chicks while you get dissed and get dismissed 

I get kissed like I was under missle toe on christmas 

Paul Wall don' got diamonds imported on his kicks 

Ron C is using platinum turntables for this mix 

I walk around with a chain that's bigger then slick ricks 

Warfare and lick 6 we never ride bareford 

Ride Ac or Jag or maybe a black ford 

Ridin' round with a gat on the damn dashboard 

Oh No!, sab war comin' in through the backdoor 

fuck dem whores you know how we get down ohhhhh nooo!