Chamillionaire

Flow (Shut Up)

Chamillionaire


What, Swishahouse, Sucka Free 
Kiss our ass if you bootlegging 
Hold up Watts, bring that back 
Chamillionaire, let me and Paul Wall 
Get some of that.. 

[Chamillionaire] 
Look, I'm not the type to brag about the size of my dick 
Cause I would rather brag about, the size of my chips 
My dimes and my nick's, and how I ride with your sis 
With a diamond in my ear, about the size of your fist 
Keep your eyes on my wrist, while I shine and I gliss 
Don't sip-sip syrup, I'm buying the Crys' 
I think some of y'all niggaz, just trying to piss 
Me off, cause your girlfriend dying to kiss this 
Baller on the lips, I'm calling it quit's 
Ain't rapping no mo' after this, you wish 
Get your mind correct, Chamillionaire wreck 
The stereo don't even wanna, let the tape out your deck 
Throw up your set, and take notes for my lesson 
Everywhere I go, I hear dumb ass questions 
Do you know Slim Thug, is he really a thug 
Is Ron C a DJ, or does that nigga sell drugs 
Get out my face, before I slap out the taste 
I'm not really in the mood, for catching a case 
Haters get erased, you can ask he's a Leo 
Your woman wanna be my queen, wanna be my Cleo 
Patra I slap a, rapper with a stack of 
Big faces gold platinum, and make em put my plack up 
Don't bring good luck, I bring niggaz damage 
Could make niggaz panic, when I chop it up in Spanish 
No no, problemo it's all to the bueno 
Knock knock Michael Watts, go on pass me a demo 
Keep-keep it real, and the keep the Chamillion on your mind 
Spit fire every line, now you can press rewind 

(*talking*) 
Bring it back one mo' time 
It's Paul Wall..