Chamillionaire

Chamillionaire - Slow City Don lyrics

rate me

Slow loud and bangin man I'm the man

I never been ya fan and I ain't never been a stan

Sayin I'm the man cause I told you that I am

I'm on super poked swangas you can check my wingspan

I don't mess with ya'll man I'm anti-social

I don't talk too much I'm anti-vocal

Ya''ll ain't goin nowhere your anti-coastal

And ya'll ain't gettin no mail your anti-postal

Speakers sounding like a marching band

Laws hoping that my pockets full of contraband

Boys thinking bout plotting when I park my lam

I'm a spray you cockroaches like the orchid man

Looking so regal, hoping outta regal

Not the birdman but I'm riding with a eagle

I don't know who the hell telling you that I need you

They got you gassed up girl I hope your using diesel

Whoa kimosabee, groupies in the lobby

Flying outta hobby like flying is a hobby

Boys wanna rob me, go ahead and try me

Just know I own way more heat than pat riley

Your girlfriend reccomend that I molest her

At the u.f.h I shoulda been a professor

Open up my wallet and pretend I'm a test her

She turnin in paper like it's end of semister

Ready to poker her, living la vida loca

Come at me wrong I'm at cha neck like a choker

When I recline I'm sitting in it like a sofa

Drive it once then I give away the vehicle like oprah

Chauffer, mr. belvadere that's the butler

Told ya, let her disappear never cuff her

Rolla, money everywhere in my duffle

Hold up, I can't even hear that's my muffler damnn

Loud pipes got me sounding super sexy

Blades everywhere make your woman think I'm wesley

Ask the police when they gonna come arrest

If I do a crime it il be the day they catch me

Rims sitting high you can call me high roller

Ice on both wrists you can call me bi polar

Go against me you should know your life over

Your girl going crazy you should know that I drove her

Manage the wheel, they know cham is fo real

Now that I am independant they gon panic fo real

From the land of the trill before they hand me a deal

I will slap that boy with a backhand full of bills

Getting that cabbage that's bein established

In the new crib where the layout is lavish

Money jurassic, amex is blackness

Naked lady standing like she straight out a pageant

Haters you should go get yourself a razor

Look at your wrist and go and do yourself a favour

Watch the one time the police il try an taze ya

Pistol jam on me I'm a switch it up and blade ya

You don't know me you can diss away

I ain't waiting till tomorrow I'm a trip today

Stop acting like you hard ya'll should switch to gay

Ya'll boys sweeter than a lemonade or chick fillet, ay

Got to come down got to be the damn best

Jewellery gon shine that il be on my chest

Rain or sunshine I admit that I'm fresh

And ya already knowing what I rep, yep

I was always on grind while them other boys slept

Money on time bet I be a dime less

Gotta bunch of dimes and they hit me on texts

Just to tell me that I always bein the best yes, I'm the best

Gotta touch down and show my ends on skillz

But when I touch down it's probbly in brazil

Diamonds on froze so my wrists on still

Never on safety my 4 5th on kill

See me out there she tried to get my address

Plenty hoes pose and change clothes like pageants

Headboard that's in my bedroom is so padded

Plenty dope lines for these hoes like tablets

Tongue that stay stuck on my gold it's so icy

Tongue il stay stuck on my pole the how like me

Haters back at home ain't made enough to come fight me

I'm in new york sitting court side like I'm spike lee

Always winning like I'm bryant before lakers

Gotcha woman sippin hennessey with no chaser

Everytime I see em that chamillion hold paper

Got her sayin koopa what the hell is your safe for

Got these boys sayin that she mines and don't touch her

Then she tell you to stop cryin and don't cuff her

I convince a girl to strip down with no muscle

Went out to the a and took a dime to know usher

Went out to the lou and took a dime to know nelly

Went out to the chi and took a dime to know kelly

Plus the chick that say she cool with drake was so ready

But none of em can trip cause they know they so petty

In the panamera with the shoes

Gettin plenty knowledge like she taking me to school

Say I don't go hard they gon say that you a fool

It's gon hit you like blaow when I hit you with the tool

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