Ugly Lyrics - Chamillionaire

[Chamillionaire] 

Smack the face off ya face, and that's all it takes 

For me to make butter-boy, take my verse off his tapes 

Koopa's iced out, lights reflect off the face 

Prolly could cough on a plate and make frosted flakes 

Ladies like me, me speakin' like a walkin' baby 

Yall niggas is lady-like like a walkin' lady 

You may not watch MTV or Carson Daly 

But you can watch them TV's in my car son daily 

Caught ya baby, in a akward position 

She was missin' but when you found her, her panties were missin' 

Tryed to snatch the chain like a ice crispy treat 

And snap, crackle, pop til' ya drop and hit the street 

Mmm, I don't think you wanna get faybe in a bad look 

Get ya jag took, beef in a minute he's a bad cook 

There will never be a true happy ending like a bad book 

When you keep tryin' to subtract all my dollars like a math book 

Act a ass, look..Me and Gu-U in a true blue; 

Denali prolly while you probably lookin' for a new boo 

Thuggin' wit Lewis too, not just 'cause he can rap 

But 'cause he can wrap his knuckles around ya neck and snap 

Oops call a ambulance 

You boys don't have a chance 

Bust shots at the ground just to make ya family dance 

Sittin' crooked on my rims, damn..did I say rims 

Damn..did it again, aww man watch you in 

(Slim Thug - Talking)