Chamillionaire - Go Out On The Town Lyrics
[Chorus x2: killer mike]This the shit that happen when we go out on the townThis the shit that happen when we go out on the townBottles get to poppin and the *****es get to jockinAnd the kush that we be smokin on be loud[Killer mike:]Pull up to the club you can hear the car runTell the dopeman sed you know I gotta gunPromoter already paid my moneyI'm a make it rain on sugar and honeyBibba baby bibba baby ball like a dogThis enough for me to go wax both ya'llMe and my clique be the t-shirt gangHittin niggas deep goin bang bang bangBlack tee, black tee bottles in the airNiggas brought jay, me and meech back hereNiggas stay charblack back don't stickNiggas say tearwawy white black on dickSo respect my mind, respect my grindWalk on past don't expect no lineTwenty young brauds like a cheerleading squadAll they wanna do is hang out with the starsAll they wanna do is get high like the moonTake a nigga back to a hotel roomSex drugs rap bro yea we on itLa tonight miami in the morninKnow a nigga had to hit it quicker than a mentionKnow a nigga had to do the same shit againKnow my next show in the city of sinTip back home and we at it again[Chorus x2][Chamillionaire:]Yeah, All of my boys rep h.o.uI tell em that the boys stay so trueReason that the panamera paint so blueBe the reason that the braud say she ain't your booAll of these brauds yea 8 plus 2Big up to my jamiacan crewAin't no part that I ain't done flewThis is my home and the bank is tooStunt so hard got 25 racksSpent 2 so it's 23 to be exactBig money takes small your money get jackedYour money on break mine finna run lapsTakin ya to school cause I know ya'll flunkShout at hard as me then I know ya'll drunkSpeakers in the trunk that ya know gon thumpGot the trunk sitting higher than a pole vault jumpPlenty bad brauds wearin bobs and weavesAfter I hit em I'm goin bob then weaveCan't talk if ya ain't talking g'sMoney talks then ya know I gotta talk in sleepAin't too bright but her body look rightNow she askin me what my account look likeDot dot dot like a pac man biteYea excetera I tell her that's a sample tight[Chorus x2][Young jeezy:]Let go, get the car meet me in the old valleyFrom everything new to the old chevroleyHalf of them them *****es ain't got no topHalf of them *****es part brand new trucksAll them *****es got brand new wheelsNone of my niggers ain't got no dealNone of my niggers ain't got no jobAll of my niggers got 2-3 carsWhat you mean nigger ain't got no careLike telling og ain't got no airDon't look now a nigger sick on the stageBuy a sack and a whip ya know nigger got a raiseHow you know a nigg get all that workCould of got 3 or 4 knicks for a shirtWhy a nigger name so hot in the cityCause they got a 3-4 spots in the citySome on the east, hard on the west, smoke on the south sideYo all know the rest32 old and it ain't no blood, ain't coping no stone and it ain't no wattsHit it in the front and it ain't no coupe, ain; t come from la then it ain't no snoopGa baby wanna smoke that brown, your name ain't young and this ain't your townNone said ***** like the 3 rose, keep it lock in a pot they say free joseNone say chips like free do lay, keep playing that young like go deejayMatter of fact all free all my niggers gotta sip for all my niggersKnow what I did that you might bea legend one more time and I might spit seven[Chorus x2]
