Chamillionaire - In Love Wit' My Money lyrics

[Chorus: Chamillionaire] Big Swangaz and Vouges Them 20 inches sittin low We Ball 24/7 all that we know Screens and neon lights gon show When my trunk unlock pop and show Ya already know Paint drippin off the door Not Engaged with no lady, fall in love with em no You may think I'm crazy never knew this type of love before I'm love with my foreign, yes I'm married to my dough I'm in love with my money... [Chamillionaire] You can catch me squeezing grain Sittin crooked on D's and swangz Color changin lizard he's insane Ya womans missing then he's to blame Charge it to the game keep the change Most marriages blossom and die When its over I'm tellin her bye But she acts like I'm tellin a lie While you fallin in love with a she I rather be dubblin a G Could you see me in a car that rhymes with rent me and starts with a B Could you see a Bentley Parked in the crunkest spot in ya hood Candy coat on top of the hood And my fist on top of the wood Sparkling good say you ain't after my change I don't believe ya If a skeezer ask me to feed her With my visa then I'ma leave her Koopa don't want ya koopa don't need ya (But I Love You) Thats sweet I rather be slidin' on gla** feet With leather up under my a** cheeks Its not like I changed over night Been actin like this since last week Better Ask P; my money stretched like an athelete at a track meet Seen him last week in a Jag Jeep (But they don't even make them yet 'causezin) Ok I'm lyin I don't know what it was but I swear that boy was sittin on bu*tons I know you want a relationship with a baller but no thanks, Look I'd rather be shining my twa*ks You must think this is a bank but it ain't money increase and never would shrink hoes that be dikin even be fightin when I pull up on 20 inch titans 'cause I got what them girls be likin them uhh... [Chorus] [Paul Wall] Hold on hold up a second mayne I never mack to a metro dame You better respect the game See my gecko chain and correct ya brain I love my car like it was my girlfriend - I like to carress the grain Followed the wheel and I got aroused I swung in the ditch and I wrecked the frame Broke up with my foreign car and fell in love with a cadillac The Ringling Brothers enquired to how my trunk turns flips like an acrobat I act a rat, 'cause I'm from the gutter ya girl stutter when I pull up next to ya You been with the girl 6 months Paul Wall is the reason she won't give s** to ya Why all that plex in ya 'cause a german company made my rims My big body's pregant with twins I'm bout to induce a baby benz Ya car was fly in the hood but my candy paint just wet ya flame I'm sittin on 22 inch baby sitters babelous threatin ya name Forgot to change the diaper so when I crept in the lane I left a stain Everytime it rains, paint drips It makes a mess and I get the blame My TV's are the pet I train I can make em roll over and play dead My car was blue on the freeway but when I stopped at the light it changed to red You betta re arrange ya head thinkin I trick my cash to a broad Go ahead and ask ya broad I got more green than the gra** in a yard And thats so raw It ain't hard for me to get the cla** to applaud I shine like a blasting star, gla** on a car more blacker than tar