Chamillionaire - Cadillac Pimpin' lyrics

[Chamillionaire - Talking] Uh-Huh, (G'-G'-G'-G'-G'Yeah G'Yeah) Color Changin' Click cutty, (G'-G'-G'-G'-G'Yeah G'Yeah) (G'-G'-G'-G'-G'Yeah G'Yeah) It's that..damn..Ro' (Ay, Look) Lew Hawk (G'-G'-G'-G'-G'Yeah G'Yeah) Koopa baby (G'-G'-G'-G'-G'Yeah G'Yeah) Tell em' mayne (G'-G'-G'-G'-G'Yeah G'Yeah) Yeah (G'-G'-G'-G'-G'Yeah G'Yeah) (G'-G'-G'-G'-G'Yeah G'Yeah) It's..King..Koopa -Ay, Ay You say that you want fire, come hire the messiah You say that their's one higher then Koopa, there's none liar I got athletic compadre's that'll run by ya And pitch that white thing in ya hand like a umpire Come try a n***a like me, the flow is so complex If you hatin'..don't come 'cause after that comes plex in the form of 2 ladies who act like they want s** Put her tongue in ya mouth no, put the heat to your chest? yes I call em' ho watts, take orders like robots Then come home with all the dough you got hiding in yo socks, G'yeah (Hold up, my mind movin' to fast for me..lemme catch up with myself, yeah yeah) Head-bustas lurkin' while I lurk Put a squirt in that guys shirt 'cause they know how much I'm worth And go bankrupt if I'm hurt A laundromat holder to go put that iron to that guys shirt Don't matter where you plant your foot on the earth you on my turf Got boys in Oakcliff, that's deep in that drug zone That'll go put that glove on, then go put that snub on Then put it to your dome, and won't miss you when you're gone "It's So Hard To Say Goodbye's" in there song So don't think it's gon' be no apology My dough alot of G's plus I know alot of G's Better do it D'Bo style and snatch yo Impala keys No back talkin' n***a just unload ya pockets please Do I look like Al B.Sure to you? Keep a gat and next time I'll be sure it's 2 I'll have ya matchin' the blue view a little more then who That n***a k**a hit a n***a and that boy 'll be blue Like the color blue you know I'm royal Something for you, I'll destroy you Heat so far in ya cheeks the lava in ya cheek 'll boil And I hope ya tongue burn, gon' learn that no perm Can get ya head hotter then what I got if my dough turn-up missin', I'm wit 2 cheeks and I ain't gon' leave no firm I get in hoes like dudes with a handle on a low turn Yeah, if I turn rapper or run with a hyp deal Lose the right, or move not Chamill just a (King Of The South) G'Yeah G'Yeah (T.I. - Talking)