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SINGER: Chamillionaire
SONG:Rich Niggaz
[chamillionaire] look.. my car sittin' as low as the iq of kids on short yellow busses comin' slow like a cripple handicap kid, on crutches got more ice then miller light and a 100,000 slushes got somethin' in my clutches made for niggaz holdin' grudges poppa lookin' for a bootlegger i can abuse tonight my princess got cut and i ain't even used a knife you want me to lose my life, because you know you'll lose ya wife when ya see me, you'll try to fight and then you'll be a loser twice you as broke as the answering machine that never wants to answer all eyes on me like the tat on a top-less tittie dancer is chamillion cheap? yeah..enn nigga wrong answer screen fall's bout to reign-deer like glitchen and prancer ya misses wishes to give me kisses and be my mrs' sit on more damn deep-dishes then some friend up..catfishes i make myself laugh, twinkies out-crawlin' ya i'm worth the price of a country so they call me zamalia you can call me baller trainer, when i tell ya i'm the boss you want a verse and i don't like you, i'ma jack up my cost i want a burger and a french fry, do that come with sauce? i want a 'lac with a jumble-jack jack do that come with gloss? we as throwed as a softball after the pitcher toss it paint wet as a leaky faucet, drippin' also when i floss it's the..chamillionaire, hakim, super doopa king hoes say that i can sing, but i still do know bling [chorus - papa reu] we got..hella tv's twinkies too call up ron c when i need to be chopped & screwed hoppin' out shinin' in ? to make em' bling watch me go bling bling, bling bling, so gleam so please not ? from the gutta ??? (og ron c - talking)
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