Chamillionaire

Chamillionaire - Houston Up High lyrics

rate me

[Chorus:]

I said I'm from the h-town that's why your girl say

She outside on the curb mayne

She wanna ridddeee, girl I know you wanna ridddeee

Cause we still ride on swangs and the vogues

Pop rubberbands cause we got plenty dough

Throw so money in the skyyyy and put your h's up higgghhh

[Verse:]

Hop up in my drop told em that I'm coming

Represent the h like a rocket or a comet

Hit the harlem nights maybe later hit the onyx

And we party till 4 in the mornn

First I hit the north cause you know I run it

Then I hit the south and put some frenchies in my stomach

Hit the galarea make a purchase if I want it

And I'm about to tear down the malll

When she walked in she said baby what's up with you sir

Gotta get the money that's what I get in the booth for

You ain't got it locked you'd better not introduce her

I'll turn her neck and wrists to stones no medusa PSYCHE

I ain't intrested in your cougar

Try anotha angle then disappear like bermuda

Ain't nobody cooler, manuever how I manuever

And realise what all the women is gettin nude for

Thanks for the frank I fronted your boy a mueller

Gucci manes jeweler asked me to be his jeweler

Cause icier than a scuba, diver that live beside and eskimo igloo huh

And yea ya should know my steelo

Got her taken shots on her stomach like ne-yo

Got her rentin speedos put in a torpedo

And that's a situation like a jersey show gweedo

Freeo that's the discription of my game in spanish

At 13 halle told me I was actin manish

Berry I thought I would grow to be a mechanic

I was wrong but I can fix it baby don't panic

No gilligan me n' your girl so stranded

I'm a skipper if she ain't about the dough dammit

I got so much paper but it ain't no tablet

Soon as I throw it in the air I bet ya go n grab

[Chorus]

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