party armed and dangerous Twist some cool champagne, I'm goin' through changes A grown-ass man, I done paid my dues Learn the rules lil' homey, you could be one too
m reppin for my city and my state I-I-I know ya mad [Verse 1: Chamillionaire] You know I'm chasin a milli (that's right), reppin my city (that's right
Twist some cool champagne, I'm goin through changes A grown-ass man, I done paid my dues Learn the rules lil' homey, you could be one too Niggaz know
it. * In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs. What is it that we sing then? Our love of life is total, everything we do is
bullshittin, I see they flaws Too many rebels, not enough cause for me to pause Them broads love my shitty drawers, the finest criminal minded put my life
Thinkin' wit my dick, My head in the clouds Should of avoided my temptation instead of my vows Now I may suffer my forever shit wit Elon Let's put this
To My Music, But We Got A Prenupt So If That Bitch Don't Act Right, I'm Still Gettin My Cut My Deals Never Get Screwed, My Contracts Practice Abstinence
Twist some cool champagne, I'm goin through changes A grown-ass man, I done paid my dues Learn the rules lil' homey, you could be one too Niggaz know,
to half-pints X-O to act right, stay slurring my speech Hearin silent screams at night, disturbing my sleep Burnin my weed, the smallest thug caught a
high that I could see what my soul looked like From funky doobies that would make me trip The next thing I knew it was 1996 ** Once again, my life was
your area Wallabees for life We too hype One ring with the ice Don't stress it What? Love is the message 18 points on my brand new record Dart clapper
reppin for my city and my state I-I-I know ya mad [Verse 1: Chamillionaire] You know I'm chasin a milli (that's right), reppin my city (that's right
the last year, my islamic roots Forgive me what I past did, hustlin for loot Pass the casket, lookin at my friend in basket Touch him with my lips, feelin
undergorund like the life in the street The love of the beat, large is the fleet That will remain underground for all my boys who souls sleep Six feet deeper than the soles of my