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[Lil (Chamillionaire) - Talking]
What, Swishahouse,
Kiss a ass if you
(Hold up, Watts, that back)
(Chamillionaire, let me and Paul Wall get of that)

I'm not the type to brag about the of my dick
'cause I rather brag about the size of my chips
My and my nicks and how I ride with ya sis'
with a diamond in my ear, the size of ya fist
Keep ya eyes on my wrist, while I and I glist
Don't sip-sip-syrup, I'm the Cris'
I think of yall niggaz, just tryin' to piss me off
'cause ya girlfriend dying to kiss this baller on the
I'm callin' it quits, ain't rappin' no after this you wish
Get ya correct
Chamillionaire wreck a stereo don't even wanna let the tape out the
up ya set, and take notes for my lesson
Everywhere I go I hear ass questions
"Do you know Slim Thug, is he a thug?"
"Is Ron C a DJ or that nigga sell drugs?"
Get out my face, I slap out the taste
I'm not really in the mood for a case
get erased you can ask Ceas-a-Leo
Ya woman be my queen, wanna be my Cleo
Patra I'll slap her, her with a stack of
big faces go platinum and make em' put my up
bring good luck, I bring niggaz damage
Could make niggaz panic, when I chop it up in
No-No problemo', all to the bue'no
Not-Not Michael Watts gon' pass me a
Keep-Keep it real and keep the Chamillion on ya
Spit fire every line, now you can press

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