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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 would rather about the size of my chips
My dimes and my nicks and how I ride with ya
with a in my ear, bout the size of ya fist
ya eyes on my wrist, while I shine and I glist
Don't sip-sip-syrup, I'm buyin the
I think of yall niggaz, just tryin' to piss me off
'cause ya dying to kiss this baller on the lips
I'm callin' it quits, ain't rappin' no more this you wish
Get ya mind
Chamillionaire wreck a stereo even wanna let the tape out the deck
Throw up ya set, and notes for my lesson
I go I hear dumb 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 catchin' a
Haters get you can ask Ceas-a-Leo
Ya woman wanna be my queen, wanna be my
Patra I'll her, wrap her with a stack of
big faces go platinum and em' put my plaque up
Don't bring luck, I bring niggaz damage
Could make panic, when I chop it up in spanish;
No-No problemo', it's all to the
Not-Not Michael Watts pass me a demo
Keep-Keep it real and the Chamillion on ya mind
Spit fire line, now you can press rewind

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