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chamillionaire – flow (ms. jackson) lyrics

what’s da supa king k double o-p-a say
if i say hey, can i get yo number she say, ok
u ask for her number and she be like, no way!
got da boots sayin what it do instead of whodi
everybody that think that the chamillion can’t rap
i couldn’t make a wack rap if my name was j-mack
i’m just jokin mack i take that back
but i just gave u a shout out n-gg-, u can’t hate that!
big twenkey inch leenas, clarion car screenas
got hoes sayin “woop, pull over” like trina
i’m not a drank leena cuz i rather sip zima
yellow braud named trina take my drawes to da cleaners
im above u, u under me like an umbrella
don’t even try to front like yo game is much betta
if she yellow as the letters in my iceberg sweeta
then u betta not let her leave home cuz i’ll gett’a
im thugged out foreva, weak.. i think not!
im as throwed as a rock in a shot slingshot
knock, knock!! who is it?
none of yo d-mn business
its da color changin’ lizard so shut up until he’s finish
n-gg-, i roll chrome and i’ll pull up in yo home
ice lookin like i stuck my finger in a snowcone
when it comes to this rap, u can’t do me no harm
i would still be calm with a bomb in my palm
and a big stick of dynamite strapped to my arm
three w’s dot, get of my d-ck dot com
i don’t wear versace cuz i ain’t tryin to be cute
i gave my lawyer da boot cuz he try to put me in a suit
eat meat with big tig and im throwed al pauldin
twenty inch rollers, sean john on my clothin
and u of h downtown every semester
i might pop up in a drop with blindside and lester
n-gg-, nik nak paddy wack
hold up man, matter fact
i almost forgot to give a shout out to da alley cats
my n-gg-, a d, a lee, and slim t
bun b, and ron c and big t-i-m-p
gotta pour some liquor out for them boys up on da south
no need to spell it out cuz yall now what im talkin bout

- chamillionaire lyrics

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