Chamillionaire

Chamillionaire - All Of The Lights (Freestyle) lyrics

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Let me remind yo all, just because you new dont mean me you nice

Let me help you fix their sight

Turn on the lights in here baby

Extra bright i want yall to see did

Turn up the lights in here baby you know what I mean

…see everything

If yall who gon keep the lights on then I’m thinking it’s about to get dark

Got 8 in my pocket now at pooll till be a good shark

All I need is good brain, your chick told me she was book smart

Invited your chick in between my sheets she got in there like a bookmark

Thirsty hoes just look parched, rappers say they all goons

They don’t really have guns drawn unless we talking about art rooms

All these rappers cartoons screw them chop like art toons

Yo sound aint even yo sound that echo our voice like large rooms

I show up and yo all ruin

Like what the heck is yo all doin

Thought you had the shot knock, I block block that ish like dat boy ewing

All these nuts that you are chewing

They fake that’s we saw through them

Feeling like David Copperfield, lay them down and I’m gonna saw through them

Vrum vrum, yo all some loosers

Snatching beats from your producers

Then I snatch your girl from your weed both can practice kamasutra

K.I.N.G like Martin Luther, that’s what you will call Cooper

If you don’t like me go and get a camera

Then hang yourself like art future

Till they see my billboard, see my face in billboard

Ben Franklin got nothing to do so I spend dough like my bill’s board

Trust me I am still lord regard that they would kill for

Haters you can die happy, you can call that kill joy, haha

Turn on the lights in here baby

Extra bright i want yall to see this

Turn up the lights in here baby you know what I mean

want you can see everything want u to see all of da lights

Got a money counter, nick named …bianca

Asked her do she love her job and she’ll answer me encanta

Call that rover snow white, she say mui blanca

Better not let your tears see me, she blitzing like I’m santa

Ah, kick rocks, I’m way too thrill to live life

Well I’m acting like I ain’t got a wrist watch

And no tic tic tic tic tic tic tac

They don’t ever break records, they just wait till they get hot

You say you a dj that don’t mean you got to disk jock

Just like that do that disk jock

You all talking about romance

I’m talking like wacka flocka girl hold that pole with no hands

I don’t ask girls to slow dance, 2 grande for Trojans

If you ain’t got racks on top of racks just shut it just like dough jams

Yo all ain’t sittin on no land, look around talk about flow plans

She ain’t gonna go pole dance cause she know none of you gone throw grands

Paper that’s in your pants, pockets got no old mans

See a thousand there and not a stallion there

You ain’t real plus you got no chance, haha, really chance, never mind, never mind

Turn on the lights in here baby

Extra bright …

Turn up the lights in here baby you know what I mean

What you can see everything …

All of the lights, too nice, too nice

All of the lights.<br />

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Thanks to richierich for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to cody for correcting these lyrics

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Anonymous
Sunday 1st of July 2012 06:05
Its Hang Yourself Like Odd Future!!! Like In The Video Yonker Were He Hangs Him Self, Art Future Makes No Sense
brill
Saturday 27th of August 2011 04:50
K.I.N.G like Martin Luther, thats what you will call Koopa.