King Chip - Catch the Beat lyrics

[Verse 1] Okay good evening everyone and welcome to the track That you probably downloaded from your PC or your Mac Yes, I'm the main topic in the barbershop chat Now you can call me Chip, or you can call me crack I'm in a comfy condo with every one of your ladies Now say hi girls... Ssh, okay how about some silence? Let's see if I can focus while these girlies tickle my privates Yes, baby I'm the Ripper Baby, I'm a winner Thick girl's a freak but she say she's a beginner I'll put you on a diet if you're trying to get thinner: Babies for breakfast, babies for dinner I grip the damn grain 'til my hands get splinters I control the ball before the snap just like a center But this ain't football Cuz if it was then your b**h would be the wide receiver crawling on the rug And I would be the quarterback telling her to go long And she would catch the touchdown pa** above her thong Something must be wrong What is going on? Everybody's T-shirts are still too damn long Yeah, that was cool a couple years ago but now it's different I don't pay for the jeans, I just pay true religion And of course the man on my shirt's riding a horse And I wear so much DC they should endorse Live life denim I live life in 'em Wear so much Live Mechanic people ask did I invent 'em People tend to forget where I'm from here and there 'Cuz I'm on Saks Fifth Avenue more than I'm on Da Clair And if you owe me a dollar you on d**h Row That .45 hurt to swallow like strep throat f** a lady, get the money, sip the liquor These b**hes ain't sh**, mother nature was a stripper [Hook 4x] Now watch me catch the beat Catch the beat Catch the beat Catch the beat [Verse 2] Pimp, I get my limp on What the hell is Chip on? In a five fifth the same color as my skin tone Big balls, dick long Pants was a thousand P.R.P.S baby girl, I be stylin' That n***a be wildin' Trend setter, ho That means if you got it on then I don't That means if you doing that, the I don't If you n***as is buying out the bar then I won't I'll just take them hoes that you had to my crib Give them Tanqueray to sip Then sit back and watch them strip Then sit back and get my dick s**ed (Get my, get my dick s**ed) Hoes will do anything for a n***a with big bucks And we got them big bucks, that's a no brainer My CuDi got the top dropped I'm driving a no brainer Then I upgrade, we don't test drive it I'm in the sky cracking jokes with the pilot I'm on the DoLo Catch me in that polo You f** with my money, I'm in your a** (No h*mo) I'll be in the four, though Counting that fa'sho, though I don't do promo, cuz promo means no dough Hop on the train, let's get wicked I'm the train conductor, I hope you have a ticket Girls want to kick it, but I just want to stick it I should put a counter on my balls like Skip-It I got a Ruger and I'm not afraid to shoot it (What the f** is that smell?) Oh yeah, I pooted My stomach is bubbling I have to take a sh**, umm Where's the nearest toilet or corny rapper to sh** on? Get money, get goin' Used to get picked on Now all the hoes watch me just like a sitcom SLAB in this b**h don't get punched and kicked on Nobody is on the level that Chip's on [Hook 4x]