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Chamillionaire – It's on (Screwed)

Chamillionaire
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исполнитель Chamillionaire

жанр Рэп

длительность 04:19

размер 9.89 MB

битрейт 320 kbps

загружено MC.Searcher

It's on (Screwed)
04:19
3 million, 4 million, 5 million Haha, we gon' need a money exchange It’s on, it’s on, it’s on, it’s on… September 18th, the album is done baby Yeah! Ultimate Victory! Uh, Mixtape Messiah, I’m on fire And you know this man… I’m so tired of getting cheddar, my cheddar be getting mad I told my cheddar chill, money hid inside my stash I’m so far into the future, I can’t even see the past I’m the ish, baby maybe give a baby diaper rash So greedy that my hand look like it’s in need of cash I’m so greedy that my hand look like it’s been eating grass Want to see the zoo? You don’t even need a pass The wildlife in my garage, how can you not see the jag? You think you can stop my cash, and I’mma tell you how 9−1-1 are the snitch buttons on the dial I put so many jewels on the table on a tile To push all the ice off, you gon' need a snow plough I be drilling it and killing it like Jason in a mask Man this idiot done asked me if Texas rap will last And Roscoes, chicken and waffles on the table, acting fat Or in the middle of Mr. Chiles, putting a table on my town That means I ain’t local so don’t ask me bout a grill I am untouchable so don’t ask me how I feel Real people ain’t have to say it so don’t ask me if I’m real Make a girl squeal, have her acting like a seal I turned on the news, Paris Hilton going to jail I got gold diggers in jail that say protection is for sale I know me having money is the truth cause my deal Just talked, looked at me like «You've, you’ve got mail» My money is my money, my money ain’t a little I open up the safe and there’s money in the middle The Victory is coming, for now here goes the riddle What’s a 170 thousand in the colour of a skittle? What is it? What is it? The candy stuff I live it Just look in my garage, you can’t even say what isn’t A digit, a digit, then add another digit The bank is like my homie so the safe is what I visit So listen, Chamillionaire is about to snatch the crown No matter of fact, just rewind it back cause I’ve already got it now I’m so grown up, and rap is like a child When I’m talking, hope you ain’t talking back before I lift my hand and pow! My style’s versatile, no copy in my style The printer of my ink, you gon' make a copy how? That’s suicide, better call a gravedigger now He’ll be digging a hole in your back yard like a child Soul got karma, hip-hop got calm Tell the Internet stands, that I said I’m number one My Victory is done, who’s sick? It’s me, it’s none I’m getting at everybody like Superhead’s tongue My nuts weigh a tonne, they bigger than your gun No homo but my flow’s so good I think I’m bout to cum …Uhh, can’t prevent it, global warming Know what I’m talking bout? Haha I think its bout to start storming I whip you at your show but wait til you finish performing I show up at your residence while roosters is yawning Like Phoenix Arizona, nuts in the morning I at your crib early giving juice to your woman Like H-Town, Texas, I know Hollywood boys That can hit a golf ball in the sky with good points I watch? Homer? flicks but ladies get moist I’ll make a girl scream and sound like it’s a good noise Rappers bow down to the sound of my voice I’m the rapper that you picking and the south, good choice Got big Tonka trucks that don’t sound like toys And I got homeboys with five 9's like Royce You choice, better be stinging like a Cobra When my homies get it popping like a soda Cola, if your not Chamillionaire then it’s over Top of the charts, I’mma hit it like a Cobra Sep-tember-eight-teen
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