[o.g. ron c - talking]
uh, swishahouse
[chorus - chamillionaire]
(so throwed)
i swared we donand' told yand'all niggaz before
you must be deaf if you think we ainand't gettinand' no
with the remote screens fallinand' trunk do
step up in the club starched down but stay flowed
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
hakimand' cause a scene when i drop my screens
got more green then mean green sippinand' a green cup of lean in a green limousine, i impress myself
might spit game to a gun just to test myself
wonand't pour up a fourth
shoand' iand'll throw up the fourth
faand'sho iand'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 jacksonand's right hand, nigga
goddamn ohh! i impress myself
iand'm so throwed i need a catchers mit to catch myself
how much you niggaz wanna bet youand'll never get my wealth
iand'll rather play a solo game of dice and bet myself
whoa hold up ron c i just dump on me a g
lucky me iand'm the nigga that wannabeand's wannabe
iand'm tellinand' ya, ohh nigga i impress myself
so many hoes on my dick i gotta stretch my belt
nigga ya better go handcuff ya honey real quick
my lips donand' touched moand' bigger lips then lipstick
my car got more butter then a bunch of biscuits
i get licks while you get dip and get dismissed
i get pissed like i was under missle toe on christmas
paul wall donand' got diamonds imported on his dick
ron c is using platinum turntables for this mix
i walk around with a stain thatand's bigger then flip wrist
warfare and lick 6 we never ride bareford
ride ac or jag or maybe a black ford
ridinand' round with a gat on the damn dashboard
oh no!, that boy cominand' in through the backdoor
