Chamillionaire - Tellaheaux (Freestyle) lyrics

rate me

See I ain’t trippin but I’m just saying

See a rapper and she tell you to have a little thang

Call me … player in the game by the nickname

See a widow…your ankle gets sprained

Heard about me through his say

And get about my damn face

I ain’t never had a hand out

That’s why I ain’t handing out hand shakes

Got no time for that pillow talk

Y’all feminine to my man ways

Love the ladies but I let them know

That my bank account is my man cave

If that’s what she doing for a fountain drink

Then what she doing for the ace of spades

Giving knowledge like she skipped the grade

But show gpa, I’m gonna make it race

Grease it up just like a type of …

Treat my dick just like a razor blade

Cause when I pull it out she says it’s time to cut

I guess I should have came with a band aid

Can’t assume, she came by herself, that she telling you

That she lonely

Can’t assume, she just texting you

And she message you on that phone G

Can’t assume that she squeaky clean

Cause she let you see…

Can’t assume that she came to see

Your courtside and not to see Kobe

You can’t mess around with my homie

And turn around and rub on me

And tell your friends that I’m not the truth

Cause I didn’t wanted to get cozy

Holy matrimony, with my cash is never a …tree

Cause the same girl that’s laying on your chest

Will try to double cross you like…

See I’m just sticking to the G code

I’m just worried bout me…

Soon as I see that she see through me

I ain’t looking through the peep hole

I won’t pay for no peep show

I’m just trying to get deep though

And damn beat the beats upon beast mode

So you can watch and copy like King Kong

I know plenty G’s that do dope deals

And millionaires that got more mills

Smart enough to not give it up

To every pretty woman in high heels

I can’t give in no dough still

Her friends is saying I’m so treal

Killing y’all with my vogue wheels

And that’s what the hell I call road kill

Ok, be careful who you may kiss you

Cause you know a player won’t miss you

Just gonna …out of the picture

No lie, no lie, no lie, no lie

No lie, no lie, no lie, no lie

Say you know what I’ll do

I’ma tell that hoe goodbye

I’ma tell that hoe goodbye

When I know she ain’t true

I’ma tell that hoe goodbye

I’ma tell that hoe goodbye

When you know that we through

I’ma tell that hoe goodbye

I’ma tell that hoe goodbye

Yeah I’m talking bout you

I’ma tell that hoe goodbye

Baby you know I stay fly as hell

Shaking heads and love wine cell

All the birds are fly down south

So I’m still the man with that clientele X 2

I’ma tell that hoe goodbye

I’m still the man with that clientele

I’ma tell that hoe goodbye

I’m still the man with that clientele

I think you’re better off by yourself

I might go and purchase your Prada shirt

And let her get a new blunt shirt

And take you … to my concert..

Just the same as these other rappers

We know it’s sweeter than starburst

I might throw a bone in your broad purse

I’ma eat with my dogs first

Big dog without any bark

I got plenty biting no plenty sharks

Hit the lake and pull up the boat

And have chickens flocking like no resort

Know you working then know your part

Know you working then know your part

Not attracted to any chicks that know every player

That’s known to start

Hold up, I can’t be counting no twister

I hope you’re fine as your sister

Cause if not I’m prolly gonna switch ya

No lie, no lie, no lie

I’ma tell that hoe goodbye

I’ma tell that hoe goodbye

Be on your way.