Flow (That`s Gangsta) |
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Flow (That`s Gangsta) Lyrics |
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 [Chamillionaire]She callin` my hands-free phone Talkin` bout gettin` her freak on No you don`t turn me on Misses Poof-Pow Be Gone If you got hatred on ya mind, I`m not the nigga to speak on I`m as throwed as the pig-skin in the E-N-D Zone I`m lookin` for a faithful, yellow-bone to cheat on Latex when we bone, throw up the 4 while she moan Yellow bellies I skeet on, better watch ya teeth jones Cuz after the divorce, I`m movin into, the home Bout to be ya step-father Me and Lil` Flip flip harder Then a hyper-active acrobat with hops like Vince Carter 8-Ball plus 8-Ballers, yes Koopa pimp harder Mr. Jackson, don`t like me, caught me kissin` his daughter Damnit janet, we the throwdest muthafunkaz on the planet Not enough room, don`t panic I`ll pull up and expand it S.U.V., let you see, paint is wet as the Atlantic Lug-nuts like some mechanic Chome rims is like man it`s Chamillionaire.com, if you don`t like it then sue me Little Zane tryin` to sue me, cuz he`s not in my movie Can do nothing to me, introduced to my Uzi Just cuz everybody else does, I don`t like groupies No not either, don`t watch cartoons or like goofy And I show damn don`t like goofy groupies, sellin` tight coochie Bout to be a..Jetson and I ain`t talkin bout Judy Hate the commercial that be saying "Back to you like (scratched up) Look, I know they gon` get Miss Cleo Not a slut, I`ma ill I know they gon` see me with 2 twins in a trill Shout-out to the flows partner ?? before I jill (scratching until the song ends) |
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