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[Talking]
Ha-ha yeah, it's yours truly Houston's own Chamillionaire holding it down, for the playa that don't believe In love at first sight, but the playa that believes that he Can get love on the first night, that's right So before I get to discussing, what type of eye candy I need What type of visual stimulation, she needs to be able to achieve There's something special bout ya, that ain't hard to see [Hook] Grown and sexy from your head, down to your toes you know you're fine Got that perfect face a perfect shape, and perfect smile (a perfect smile) But soon as you turned around, it's something that I realized yeah You look better from behind, you look better from behind, grown and sexy [Chamillionaire] From the moment you flashed your teeth, I knew that we had to meet Your face was the Mona Lisa, your ass was a masterpiece Asked ya if you was married, and that's when you answered no I asked if you had a nigga, and that's when you said fa sho So I didn't care, as you walked away I was stare At your bottom in apple bottoms, your waist was shaped like a pare Really round at the bottom, a little thin up there So instead of letting ya leave, I pursued ya just like the playa That I am and damn, couldn't help but to help myself To a helping because I smelled some perfume, that can make me melt And you shoulda seen my demeanor, I had to control myself Approaching you from the rear, as I tapped you right on your belt And you tried to look surprised, like you didn't know I was behind ya But I could tell by your smile, you was waiting on me to find ya Mess with my thought a bit, and tried to play hard to get You don't wanna look like you're freaky, pretend like it's hard to hit [Hook] [Chamillionaire] Let's give a toast, to the ladies that look better up close That look better by the behind, and better when you approach You try your best to get up close, until you smelling the soap Lovely ladies from coast to coast, get in bed and she dope Not a eight and not a nine, grade you more than just a dime Bentley steering wheel body, cause you look better from behind Grip around your waist turn it, like I'm just trying to get a better view Cause God must of been working hard, when he assembled you I'm trying to test drive, your rear and your shape And I'm power steering your waist, and I see your rear is in shake If you thought I couldn't handle it, then you're really mistaken No one here to keep you near, then you're here for the taking I'm still waiting, for you to give me one good reason Why you couldn't leave and be speeding, off in some good breezing You'll never spend another boring night, in some hood freezing But posted up by standing water, during some good season [Hook] [Chamillionaire] Had to tell you, that I'm really feeling your style Saw you walking by, and couldn't let you pass Gotta tell ya, that I'm really feeling your smile But even better, is the beauty of your ass Staring right, into the beauty of your profile There's something, that I gotta ask Can you let me, let me Let me, view your beauty from the back [Hook] |
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<i>[Whistle]</i>
<i>[Chamillionaire:]</i> Yeah! It's the name they say is running the game Chamilitary Mayne <i>[Lil' Flip:]</i> Flip in the building! <i>[Chamillionaire:]</i> Go ahead and hand over the torch Super producer Scott Storch And of course <i>[Chorus: Chamillionaire]</i> I'ma show you how to get your shine on (shine on) Turn it up the DJ playing my song (my song) Everybody keep on calling my phone (my phone) Which one of y'all am I gone take home (take home) I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk (club crunk) Give 'em something thats goin' rattle that trunk (that trunk) Tip ya cups up until ya get drunk (get drunk) Tell the DJ to play it loud and turn the beat up.. <i>[Chamillionaire]</i> Give me that million dollar beat and let me show you what to do with it (Who that is??) That's the illest rapper choppin' and screwin' it Couldnt snatch the game that's what they told me, so I'm provin it Put the truth in Texas with Scott Storch and you got you a hit Hittin never miss rep yo click and throw 'em high Because Chamillionaire's the anwser to the game like Allen I Middle fingaz to the sky, if they don't like that reply Cause any DJ that deny is a mother fu errrwwwee lie So give the ladies what that want Got 'em racin' to the front of the stage to feel the bass and tell the DJ turn it up (Turn it Up) Yeaah Sound of Revenge saying Universal to go get my plaque Rappin's dead so I'ma bring it back, like DJ's do when they hear my track Check out my track record, they'll say I'ma track wrecka Hotter than a black pepper now that I am back nigggga (He's Baaack) You can't get mad if you feel that you and cap fit ya Drop the biggest stat's ever so don't let that bbback hit ya <i>[Chorus: Chamillionaire]</i> I'ma show you how to get your shine on (shine on) Turn it up the DJ playing my song (my song) Everybody keep on calling my phone (my phone) Which one of y'all am I gone take home (take home) I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk (club crunk) Give 'em something thats goin' rattle that trunk (that trunk) Tip ya cups up until ya get drunk (get drunk) Tell the DJ to play it loud and turn the beat up.. <i>[Lil' Flip]</i> When it's time to hit the club I let my chain hang If they got clovers on they neck we in the same gang I'm 20 deep in V.I.P. puffin' Mary Jane Splinters still in my hand from my woodgrain I got homies on the West who like to gangbang And I got homies on the East who do the same thang I told Johhny put 50 in my pankyrang 5 karot diamond chain vvs is in it mayne You know I rep the dirty dirty where they move cane You know we mix purple stuff in that blue drank Hipnotic, Big Bodies with Blue paint We got that oomp spray, but it still stank You a lame so yo dame playin mind games Ima pimp so I stay in that mindframe Niggaz talk shit untill I let that nine bang Me and Duke in that maybach switchin lanes <i>[Chorus: Chamillionaire]</i> I'ma show you how to get your shine on (shine on) Turn it up the DJ playing my song (my song) Everybody keep on calling my phone (my phone) Which one of y'all am I gone take home (take home) I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk (club crunk) Give 'em something thats goin' rattle that trunk (that trunk) Tip ya cups up until ya get drunk (get drunk) Tell the DJ to play it loud and turn the beat up.. <i>[Bridge: Chamillionaire]</i> Heaaded to the baar (I'm headed to the baar) You know I'm V.I.P. (You know I'm vipee) And since you rollin' with a star (You rollin with a staar) You V.I.P. with mee (Chamillitary heey heey) <i>[Chamillionaire]</i> Chamillitary the biggest threat to any of these rapper thinkin' they doin it (Who That Is??) That's dem boyz from Texas that always do it big Multi-colored diamonds got us shining They say our jewerly sick Houston got a problem and you don't want nuthin to do wit it (Do you kid?) I ain't think so I'm tippin slow Wen my trunk is liftin' up look at the neons as they glow Groupies never givin' up they be everywhere I go When that elevator go up to my suite they there fo sho Told me that she didnt care about my money Wasnt hearin it Looks can be deceving as Chamillion paint apperances You know how we do it at home of Screw and purple syrup is She got turned out quicker than my power steering did <i>[Chorus: Chamillionaire]</i> I'ma show you how to get your shine on (shine on) Turn it up the DJ playing my song (my song) Everybody keep on calling my phone (my phone) Which one of y'all am I gone take home (take home) I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk (club crunk) Give 'em something thats goin' rattle that trunk (that trunk) Tip ya cups up until ya get drunk (get drunk) Tell the DJ to play it loud and turn the beat up.. |
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