Chamillionaire

Flow (Runnin' The Game)

Chamillionaire


[Chamillionaire] 
You can lick the dick on a stick 
If you don't think that I'm the ish 
You mad cuz you suck like some lips on a big tit 
Hoe? No, I'ma laugh 
Ice clearer then fiber glass 
Bootleggers without a lab 
Don't hide cuz we'll ya ass 
Chamillion is kinda mad 
I'm rich like I'ma crab 
Make niggas rewind it fast 
Tow-trucks wanna sign my ass 
So much..ice on my chest 
under my nose, on my golds 
These hoes be thinkin' I was raised by rich eskimo's 
I'ma walkin' Fort Knox 
Oops, my fork dropped 
It's okay, I ride more chops then chop-sticks and porkchops 
At a chinese buffet, trickin' tricks you got to get 
No respect, never let sooo you can't have her set 
Her boyfriend talkin' bout, "Hey, where that bastard went" 
When I grab ya ass and then act like it was a accident 
I'ma walkin' accident cuz everywhere I go I wreck 
I'm as throwed as what ya throw to your pet when playin' fetch 
Wanna crawl off that wet, I see a goofy group of groupies 
Cuz you wrapped in Coogi and Gucci don't mean you ain't a hoochie 
Salute me when you see me, play fetch with fake breasts 
All day at my rich swishahouse, niggas to raise the bets 
Watch when Lil' Wayne get mad if I said I make fresh 
give me all his beats, lunch money and paycheck 
Yes, damn that was what I was gonna say next 
But nevermind rewind to where I was talkin' bout fake breasts 
Believe I keep heat and got bullets that heat seek 
My beeper got more beeps then a Bentley horn, *beep beep* 
My pager got more pages then a Webster's Dictionary 
I pull more work in a busy gravedigger in a cemetary 
Nigga you got beef? *Powww* we ate flesh 
Nigga who that gotta deep-hole in ya A-Virex 
Got her bouncin' like fake checks 
So doin' the face sex 
Cuz I'm the throwdest to ever wreck and kill tape decks