Chamillionaire - Flow (Where Da Party At) lyrics

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[Chorus]

Hey we some ballas that

got candy paint and screens twankies all of that

automatic start when I start tha Lac

I'mma open up my trunk and let tha lights glow

I'm sittin low

I'm gettin doe

If u got a problem with that let me know (or Paul Wall tha chick magnet slip in through tha back door)

[Chamillionaire]

draws come down when king Koopa tha boss come round

call lost and found cause when your girl was lost u found

her taken off her gown for far from town

stop whisperin talk up when u talkin down

approach me nice if not don't approach me twice

cause I will choke tha life out your vocal pipes

especially if tha works u speakin at spoken right

my ice's crushed so don't touch tha broken ice

Koopa got all this publishin often covered in

ice broads be lovin him his car be hoverin

broads be buggin him but that boy be thuggenin

be in more damn dirt than a car for shovellin

that boy been smugglin rims out of tha state

out of tha country that got him riding chrome in Qqwait

and don't get me started on Summolia I'm out ballin ya

I can make u turn your head without callin ya

twanks crawlin uh let it be known I'm thrown

I'm throwed tha Swisha House home thrown I own

on tha phone freaky moan at tha sound of tha tone

I come alone after I five her a then she gone

in this game I'm here forever u can't get rid of me

2 percent hate tha other 98 feelin me

Chamillionaire's voice screwed all of these boys feelin me

cups leanin like tha tower of Pizza in Italy

[Chorus]

[Paul Wall]

I'mma walkin blind spot because I'm hard to spot

candy blueberry on tha drop leavin stains and spots

people ask like N'sync was tha deal with this pop

my trunk pop like like firecrackers pop pop pop

ohhhh.... melesta your breasta

more ice than tha frozen food section at Fiesta

tha Chick Magnet I got more mack than a big Mac

I'm paid in full like Madd Hatta and Big Kat

I got more mac N cheese than macicroni and cheese

you're comin home with me tonight girl give our homie tha keys

u got a man and, that aint really important

he's a jerk sweep tha dity flirt with tha skirt sargent

I run so much game Nike wants an endoursement

my trunk got more lights than a low fat asortment

beg your pardon Ozarka water wash tha ride

candy paint lookin so clean look like I washed it with tide

ehhhh Sir Daily drinkin congiac

Janet Jackson mad cause I never called her back

I'm babilous Paul Wall and I'm throwed as a javilin

Chamillion sing tha hook babbilous boys babbilin