One, two, three , breathe 1 - Tell me how you wanna floss Universal, I'm the boss Trust me that Chamillionaire is not the one to come across Flooded thoughts
They tryin it's to a tell ya drought
Until I pull something out, to show you what a leak about you what a leak We the south and y'all is just the heirs to air 'Cause when ya open up your hand, nothin but air is there is Tryin to tear tags like the old Air Jordan pockets 'Cause soon as I saw it, I just knew I had to pop it With a Rocket , 'cause Houston gotta cheer my name And if they don't , I'm a make 'em fear my pain I'll explain , 'cause I just put the madness on the pad And everybody that think I'm talkin 'bout 'em gettin mad Get your ad , run along, take your little swag your little I'm quick to tell a chick, she ain't the +Best I Ever Had+ that, Picture invisible visual, so Kodak Y'all need to come out the closet like old throwbacks You're so whack and I am so exact My dough thick, I'm so sick like it's no ex-lax If I wanted to it's true that I could probably peel panels But snitches got the Federales tryin to feel flannels Yeah Radio One but I'm a start a ill channel Channel set, diamonds make a fan call me "Clear Channel" You get that love and they can't crack your nuts I'm GTing in the streets, they like "that's what's up!" sideways Peep towards the God, it's really blasphemy They on my website daily to stay attached to me They tellin lies, they livin somewhere in back of me Actin like a groupie, super fruity, no daiquiri Haha, you know a boss could spend For every dollar that I spent, I swear I lost a friend Caucasian Maserati and a awesome Benz One white the other white, they the ****** twins Just follow me, no Twitter, I'm so realer Bang, bang the rap game, I'm so Killer Mike/mic in my hand, I'm feelin like Godzilla I'd still feel cooler than y'all with no scrilla No gilla, gettin lost I'm never that, get a map The jungle is crazy, so get a strap It's a fact, the Benjamins' everywhere that I'm at disappear, I If promise he I'll every get 'em back
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