Flow (Oh No!) |
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Flow (Oh No!) Lyrics |
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 [O.G. Ron C - Talking]Uh, Swishahouse [Chorus - Chamillionaire] (So throwed) I swared we don` told y`all niggaz before You must be deaf if you think we ain`t gettin` dough With the remote screens fallin` trunk blow Step up in the club starched down wit stay-flo From that North to the South Pole Ron C chop it up, make it slow -Check, Look The block gets..bled red like a leg in a ant bed My twanks make a crippled girl turn her damn head Hakim` cause a scene when I drop my screens Got more green then mean green sippin` a green cup of lean in a green limousine, I impress myself Might spit game to a nun just to test myself Won`t pour up a fourth Sho` I`ll throw up the fourth Fa`sho I`ll show up to four And bleeh blow up the show Whoa!, ice bright man Like a night-light man Ice white like the head-lights on a white van As bright as a white man With a light tan Ice bright as the skin on Michael Jackson`s right hand, nigga Goddamn ohh! I impress myself I`m so throwed I need a catchers mit to catch myself How much you niggaz wanna bet you`ll never get my wealth I`ll rather play a solo game of dice and bet myself Whoa hold up Ron C I just won me a G Lucky me I`m the nigga that wannabe`s wannabe i`m tellin` ya, ohh nigga I impress myself So many hoes on my dick I gotta stretch my belt Nigga ya better go handcuff ya honey dip quick My lips don` touched mo` female lips then lipstick My car got more butter then a bunch of biscuits I get chicks while you get dissed and get dismissed I get kissed like I was under missle toe on christmas Paul Wall don` got diamonds imported on his kicks Ron C is using platinum turntables for this mix I walk around with a chain that`s bigger then slick ricks Warfare and lick 6 we never ride bareford Ride Ac or Jag or maybe a black ford Ridin` round with a gat on the damn dashboard Oh No!, sab war comin` in through the backdoor |
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