Chamillionaire - Tellaheaux Goodbye lyrics

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Chamillionaire - Tellaheaux Goodbye lyrics

See I aint trippin but Im 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 widowyour ankle gets sprained Heard about me through his say And get about my damn face I aint never had a hand out Thats why I aint handing out hand shakes Got no time for that pillow talk Yall feminine to my man ways Love the ladies but I let them know That my bank account is my man cave If thats 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, Im 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 its time to cut I guess I should have came with a band aid Cant a**ume, she came by herself, that she telling you That she lonely Cant a**ume, she just texting you And she message you on that phone G Cant a**ume that she squeaky clean Cause she let you see Cant a**ume that she came to see Your courtside and not to see Kobe You cant mess around with my homie And turn around and rub on me And tell your friends that Im not the truth Cause I didnt wanted to get cozy Holy matrimony, with my cash is never a tree Cause the same girl thats laying on your chest Will try to double cross you like See Im just sticking to the G code Im just worried bout me Soon as I see that she see through me I aint looking through the peep hole I wont pay for no peep show Im 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 Gs 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 cant give in no dough still Her friends is saying Im so treal k**ing yall with my vogue wheels And thats what the hell I call road k** Ok, be careful who you may kiss you Cause you know a player wont 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 Ill do Ima tell that hoe goodbye Ima tell that hoe goodbye When I know she aint true Ima tell that hoe goodbye Ima tell that hoe goodbye When you know that we through Ima tell that hoe goodbye Ima tell that hoe goodbye Yeah Im talking bout you Ima 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 Im still the man with that clientele X 2 Ima tell that hoe goodbye Im still the man with that clientele Ima tell that hoe goodbye Im still the man with that clientele I think youre 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 its sweeter than starburst I might throw a bone in your broad purse Ima 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 Thats known to start Hold up, I cant be counting no twister I hope youre fine as your sister Cause if not Im prolly gonna switch ya No lie, no lie, no lie Ima tell that hoe goodbye Ima tell that hoe goodbye Be on your way.