[Chamillionaire - Talking]
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Uh-Huh, (G'-G'-G'-G'-G'Yeah G'Yeah)
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Color Changin' Click cutty, (G'-G'-G'-G'-G'Yeah G'Yeah)
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(G'-G'-G'-G'-G'Yeah G'Yeah)
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It's that..damn..Ro' (Ay, Look)
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Lew Hawk (G'-G'-G'-G'-G'Yeah G'Yeah)
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Koopa baby (G'-G'-G'-G'-G'Yeah G'Yeah)
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Tell em' mayne (G'-G'-G'-G'-G'Yeah G'Yeah)
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Yeah (G'-G'-G'-G'-G'Yeah G'Yeah)
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(G'-G'-G'-G'-G'Yeah G'Yeah)
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It's..King..Koopa
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-Ay, Ay
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You say that you want fire, come hire the messiah
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You say that their's one higher then Koopa, there's none liar
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I got athletic compadre's that'll run by ya
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And pitch that white thing in ya hand like a umpire
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Come try a nigga like me, the flow is so complex
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If you hatin'..don't come cuz after that comes plex
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in the form of 2 ladies who act like they want sex
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Put her tongue in ya mouth no, put the heat to your chest? yes
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I call em' ho watts, take orders like robots
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Then come home with all the dough you got hiding in yo socks, G'yeah
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(Hold up, my mind movin' to fast for me..lemme catch up with myself, yeah yeah)
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Head-bustas lurkin' while I lurk
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Put a squirt in that guys shirt
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Cuz they know how much I'm worth
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And go bankrupt if I'm hurt
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A laundromat holder to go put that iron to that guys shirt
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Don't matter where you plant your foot on the earth you on my turf
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Got boys in Oakcliff, that's deep in that drug zone
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That'll go put that glove on, then go put that snub on
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Then put it to your dome, and won't miss you when you're gone
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"It's So Hard To Say Goodbye's" in there song
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So don't think it's gon' be no apology
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My dough alot of G's plus I know alot of G's
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Better do it D'Bo style and snatch yo Impala keys
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No back talkin' nigga just unload ya pockets please
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Do I look like Al B.Sure to you?
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Keep a gat and next time I'll be sure it's 2
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I'll have ya matchin' the blue view a little more then who
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That nigga Killa hit a nigga and that boy 'll be blue
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Like the color blue you know I'm royal
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Something for you, I'll destroy you
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Heat so far in ya cheeks the lava in ya cheek 'll boil
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And I hope ya tongue burn, gon' learn that no perm
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Can get ya head hotter then what I got if my dough turn-up
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missin', I'm wit 2 cheeks and I ain't gon' leave no firm
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I get in hoes like dudes with a handle on a low turn
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Yeah, if I turn rapper or run with a hyp deal
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Lose the right, or move not Chamill just a (King Of The South)
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G'Yeah G'Yeah
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(T.I. - Talking)
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Flow (Cadillac Pimpin')
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Chamillionaire |