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[Lil Flip (Chamillionaire) -
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 size of my
I would rather brag about the size of my chips
My dimes and my nicks and how I ride with ya
a diamond in my ear, bout the size of ya fist
Keep ya eyes on my wrist, while I shine and I
sip-sip-syrup, I'm buyin the Cris'
I think some of yall niggaz, just to piss me off
'cause ya girlfriend dying to kiss this on the lips
I'm callin' it quits, ain't rappin' no more after this you
Get ya mind
wreck a stereo don't even wanna let the tape out the deck
Throw up ya set, and notes for my lesson
Everywhere I go I hear ass questions
"Do you know Thug, is he really a thug?"
"Is Ron C a DJ or does that nigga drugs?"
Get out my face, I slap out the taste
I'm not really in the mood for catchin' a
Haters get you can ask Ceas-a-Leo
Ya woman wanna be my queen, be my Cleo
Patra I'll her, wrap her with a stack of
big faces go and make em' put my plaque up
Don't bring luck, I bring niggaz damage
Could make niggaz panic, I chop it up in spanish;
No-No problemo', all to the bue'no
Not-Not Michael Watts gon' me a demo
Keep-Keep it real and keep the on ya mind
Spit fire every line, now you can rewind

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