King Chip - Fat Raps lyrics

[Verse 1: Chip Tha Ripper] Uh-huh SLAB Ent, boy Good lookin' out Chuck Pulled up to the hand car wash like blaow Just the outside my n***a gone wipe me down Know I gotta couple dollars for you when you done Roll the window back up, roll the blunt, cut UGK back up Cut the AC back up, gettin' kinda hot in here Benihana leftover, weed smoke, and I'm in here Let me volunteer to get you n***as minds right Getcha funds up instead of chasin' after limelight But since I'm all good I might go and see what's good With these pretty girls for one night So I whipped around to the spot I knew was poppin Parked then we hopped out and hopped in, no problem Soon as we got in eyebrows raised up I'm Mr. Taper Fade Cut whip the Escalade truck In the party lookin for Ms. Not-Too-Bougie With a booty and know how to roll doobies and do me [Verse 2: Curren$y] b**hes think I'm living out my car All these shoe boxes and sh** Don't confuse it boo, this stuff I just bought Before I came to scoop you Coulda dropped it off, but I wanted you to see it Confident but not conceited Yeah, I like my grapes and my weed seedless Gettin p**y with my fathers features, believe it If you missed it, then I bet somebody out there seen It, TwitPic my outfit, b**hes stalk my comments Jets fool What they say I can't do first on my list of things to do If the broad got wireless at her crib I fall through Got e-mails to read, as she break down my tree Reach my cell phone, turn the TV down for me It was kinda ironic, cause I had the papers She had the chronic, the Hornets beat the Supersonics Inhale the vapors from the smoking volcano I'm thirsty need some Waterboy, Captain Insano [Big Sean] Aye, in this lifetime you only get richer or not So hoes jump for my balls like they tipped off the rock I get it from my dad, guess I'm a chip off the block Now I'm up in Cleveland to grab Chip off the block Now whip off the lot with a bad b**h, a** thick And tits so I slipped off the top Yeah, b**h I'm the man, forever gettin' chose I party everynight and it's never gettin old The story of your life is probably never gettin' told Them tickets to your show is probably never gettin' sold I might just cop some sh** from Somerset New York to LA, I beat the sunset Your girl show me L-O-V-E I dropped the O and E and just took the LV That's Louis Vuitton luggage every time you see my pa**port Damier print got me lookin like a chessboard Ahaha