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CHAMILLIONAIRE lyrics : "Runnin' The Game"

[Chamillionaire]
You can lick the dick on a stick
If you don't think that I'm the ish

You mad cuz you suck like some lips on a big tit
Hoe? No, I'ma laugh
Ice clearer then fiber glass

Bootleggers without a lab
Don't hide cuz we'll ya $$#
Chamillion is kinda mad

I'm rich like I'ma crab
Make ^!$$%s rewind it fast
Tow-trucks wanna sign my $$#

So much..ice on my chest
under my nose, on my golds
These hoes be thinkin' I was raised by rich eskimo's

I'ma walkin' Fort Knox
Oops, my fork dropped
It's okay, I ride more chops then chop-sticks and porkchops

At a chinese buffet, trickin' tricks you got to get
No respect, never let sooo you can't have her set
Her boyfriend talkin' bout, "Hey, where that !@$( went"

When I grab ya $$# and then act like it was a accident
I'ma walkin' accident cuz everywhere I go I wreck
I'm as throwed as what ya throw to your pet when playin' fetch

Wanna crawl off that wet, I see a goofy group of groupies
Cuz you wrapped in Coogi and Gucci don't mean you ain't a hoochie
Salute me when you see me, play fetch with fake breasts

All day at my rich swishahouse, ^!$$%s to raise the bets
Watch when Lil' Wayne get mad if I said I make fresh
give me all his beats, lunch money and paycheck

Yes, damn that was what I was gonna say next
But nevermind rewind to where I was talkin' bout fake breasts
Believe I keep heat and got bullets that heat seek

My beeper got more beeps then a Bentley horn, [beep beep]
My pager got more pages then a Webster's Dictionary
I pull more work in a busy gravedigger in a cemetary

^!$$% you got beef? *Powww* we ate flesh
^!$$% who that gotta deep-hole in ya A-Virex
Got her bouncin' like fake checks

So doin' the face sex
Cuz I'm the throwdest to ever wreck and kill tape decks

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