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歌词:Chamillionaire. The Mix Tape Messiah. Not Friendly.

Color Changin' Click, ay man I still ain't drop a solo album yet
I'm runnin' the game huh? Controversy Sells comin' soon
Nah no need to be excited about that
I'm runnin' the game right, yeah, I can't hear you, yeah nigga

I'm trunk popped up I'm crawlin' crab
What the heck that mean?
I'm crawlin' slab shouldn't came if she on her pad
Don't waste my gas better call a cab

Cash fold, I got bad hoes
But they only love me 'cuz my slab throwed
Car stay actin' like a fag
(How?)
Bumper-kit stayin' in drag mode

Get off my jock, you on the sack
I'ma tell you once, then I'ma warn a cat
Then I'm, gon' react like you a quarterback
And I'm Warren Sapp, lay on ya back

Chamillion is not friendly
You will never get rid of me
They gon' have a big problem
When I hit that industry

No Bad Boy and no Puffy
I'm not 8-Ball or MJG
'Cuz you gon' have to deal with me
And that whole C.C.C.

Real with me, you better be
The industry is scared of me
These pussy niggas ain't sell
They'll get signed instead of me

Now toss me the basketball like they want to find out my hops
Nah, I'ma different type of baller, our wrist got 5000 rocks
Don't slang but if I did, wouldn't have to hide out from cops
I'd have watchers on the roof, and I would find all they spots

Nah, I'm not with Swishahouse ain't no plex with 5000 watts
But Color Change bought me a platinum grill and a 5000 watch
Sho' ain't low no more it's gon' be 5000 watch
While they open the door for fans and let about 5000 watch

Party starts when I'm steppin' in
I'll trust no one but my next of kin
If you lookin' for friends that'll stab ya back
Gotta couple friends I'll recommend

Get cash niggas better hit the pen'
Drunk ass niggas better sip the gin'
D-Bo niggas that'll hit ya chin
Wait 'til you get up and then get ya wind

Tryed to play my click left but then the checks crept-in
And I realized that me, myself and I my best weapons
So I'm rippin' up applications for a next best friend
And the only next that I'ma trust, is my next of kin

Doors closed but we ain't outside yellin' let us in
Nigga we knockin' that hoe to the ground like disrespect again
(Step ya game up)
Pat'na my game is stepped up in
We could make a contest outta plex and let the best to win

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Color Changin' Click, baby
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