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[Chamillionaire - Talking] Paul Willigan, you already know Look.. You might think you got her, on lock like a locker I already got her, comin' out of her boxers If she's hot and got curves don't let me spot her, cuz you will spot her hoppin' into my dropper Whenever the phone rings ya girl never be home *BEEP* nigga leave a message after the tone "Baby, I know ya home, you were right I was wrong Let it be known, Chamillion is incredibly thrown You know when he show and open up his trunk when he glowin' Never go over a penny of gasoline when he po' it I'ma fan, Koopa's insane he's almost perfect Never polite grab a wood-wheel, he always hurt it" Sue me, for all my bills or my 20 inch wheels If you feel that you can still say the lizard ain't real after I steal you in ya grill and force you to deal With the pain all you can say is that nigga to real Koopa..my accountant calls me Mr. Discount Cuz I throw him his money back and say take dis count Me and my nigga Tigga is some thuggin' guerillas Dub-Wheelers, footlocker never nothin' in Dillards Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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