[Chorus 2X: samples from Wiz Khalifa's "Glass House"] Candy coated, bendin corners, dip, dip, wheelin Candy-candy coated, bendin corners, dip, dip, wheelin Candy-candy coated, bendin corners, dip, dip, wheelin Made a killin bumper-bumper grill and chandeleir ceiling
[Chamillionaire] Now let me roll my sleeve up, while you go get your G's up I'm a boss I'll cut you off if I think you a schemer Had to get my team up, and had to get my cream up Plus that +Wu+ had told ya that the +Cash Rule Everything+ huh After dem Katrina now we don't wait for FEMA We get back up on our feet and slab a candy Beemer I can't be no dreamer, and plus my girl a diva Keep her happy and that nappy wet as Aquafina I'm starchin from the cleaners and plus I'm grippin real wood We repped that before Pimp died and I feel like we still should Show 'em how the grill look, them swangers on the wheel shook Get the chips then purchase whips because it make me feel good I be like
[Chorus]
[Chamillionaire 2X over Chorus] Talkin 'bout.. talkin 'bout I'm bendin corners on them mayne
[Chamillionaire] I got some good advice, fo' ya if they get a mic, fo' ya Make it for these boys who drop the syrup in the Sprite sodas Screwed up Southern type, flowers say that he a dice, roller Just be careful this ain't somethin you should bet your life, over Hope the lizard Gei-co ya cause you better be insured You gon' come to Texas with that then you better be for sure You should hear that kitty purr, no this jacket's not for her You can't even see the piece that's right my chest look like a blur Left you critics chopped in, got my weapon cocked in It's not even in the spot I'm 'sposed to have it locked in Caddy that I'm droppin, make you erase your top ten That's if you talkin cars or broads - whatever - I got options I'm in my
[Chorus] + [same Cham talking over as before]
[Interlude] Wanna be a baller; shot caller Twenty inch blades, on the Impala That's how we ride Southside we roll on choppers Talkin 'bout top notch hoes, get the most not the lesser Twenty-five lighters on my dresser, dresser Shockin rockin do the Southside, Southside, mayne Talkin 'bout diamonds all in your face~!
[Chamillionaire] Now what the hell you meanin trick? Texas too legit Plus I got my hammer in case a jacker wanna trip Leanin on the switch, seated on the stitch Hit that Waffle House and get completed with the grits Yellow think she slick, gotta be that Mag-a-num Horses under the hood and maybe on the ranch like Jazz and them Swicthes just be tattlin, mad because we slabbin 'em When you supercoat 'em it ain't nothin you can add to them I be rollin
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Copy to Clipboard: [Chorus 2X: samples from Wiz Khalifa's "Glass House"] Candy coated, bendin corners, dip, dip, wheelin Candy-candy coated, bendin corners, dip, dip, wheelin Candy-candy coated, bendin corners, dip, dip, wheelin Made a killin bumper-bumper grill and chandeleir ceiling
[Chamillionaire] Now let me roll my sleeve up, while you go get your G's up I'm a boss I'll cut you off if I think you a schemer Had to get my team up, and had to get my cream up Plus that +Wu+ had told ya that the +Cash Rule Everything+ huh After dem Katrina now we don't wait for FEMA We get back up on our feet and slab a candy Beemer I can't be no dreamer, and plus my girl a diva Keep her happy and that nappy wet as Aquafina I'm starchin from the cleaners and plus I'm grippin real wood We repped that before Pimp died and I feel like we still should Show 'em how the grill look, them swangers on the wheel shook Get the chips then purchase whips because it make me feel good I be like
[Chorus]
[Chamillionaire 2X over Chorus] Talkin 'bout.. talkin 'bout I'm bendin corners on them mayne
[Chamillionaire] I got some good advice, fo' ya if they get a mic, fo' ya Make it for these boys who drop the syrup in the Sprite sodas Screwed up Southern type, flowers say that he a dice, roller Just be careful this ain't somethin you should bet your life, over Hope the lizard Gei-co ya cause you better be insured You gon' come to Texas with that then you better be for sure You should hear that kitty purr, no this jacket's not for her You can't even see the piece that's right my chest look like a blur Left you critics chopped in, got my weapon cocked in It's not even in the spot I'm 'sposed to have it locked in Caddy that I'm droppin, make you erase your top ten That's if you talkin cars or broads - whatever - I got options I'm in my
[Chorus] + [same Cham talking over as before]
[Interlude] Wanna be a baller; shot caller Twenty inch blades, on the Impala That's how we ride Southside we roll on choppers Talkin 'bout top notch hoes, get the most not the lesser Twenty-five lighters on my dresser, dresser Shockin rockin do the Southside, Southside, mayne Talkin 'bout diamonds all in your face~!
[Chamillionaire] Now what the hell you meanin trick? Texas too legit Plus I got my hammer in case a jacker wanna trip Leanin on the switch, seated on the stitch Hit that Waffle House and get completed with the grits Yellow think she slick, gotta be that Mag-a-num Horses under the hood and maybe on the ranch like Jazz and them Swicthes just be tattlin, mad because we slabbin 'em When you supercoat 'em it ain't nothin you can add to them I be rollin
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