Chamillionaire — Tellaheaux Goodbye (Greatest Verses, Vol. 2. 2014)
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Tellaheaux Goodbye (Greatest Verses, Vol. 2. 2014) Chamillionaire01:56
Текст песни: Tellaheaux Goodbye (Greatest Verses, Vol. 2. 2014)
[Intro] See I ain’t tripping, but I’m just saying See a rapper and she tell you they had a little thang Calling every player in the game by they nickname See her with another baller when your ankle get sprained [Verse 1: Chamillionaire] Heard about me through hearsay Then get up out of my damn face I ain’t never had a hand out That’s why I ain’t handing out hand shakes Got no time for that pillow talk Y’all feminine to my man ways Love the ladies but I let them know That my bank account is my man cave If that’s what she doing for a fountain drink Then what she doing for Ace of Spades Giving knowledge like she skipped a grade What's yo GPA I'm gonna make it raise Grease it up just like a taper fade Treat my dick just like a razor blade Cause when I pull it out she says it’s time to cut I guess I should have came with a band-aid Can’t assume, she came by herself, cause she telling you That she lonely Can’t assume, she just texting you Cause she message you on that phone G Can’t assume that she squeaky clean Cause she let you see her get soapy Can’t assume she came to see you Courtside, and not to see Kobe You can’t mess around with my homie And turn around and rub on me And tell your friends that I’m not the truth Cause I didn’t wanted to get cozy Holy Ma-tri-mony, with my cash Theres never adultery Cause the same girl that’s laying on your chest Will try to double cross you like rosaries See I’m just sticking to the G code I’m just worried bout me code Soon as I see that she see through I ain’t looking through the peep hole I won’t pay for no peep show I’m just trying to get deep dough And than beat them beats up on beast mode So you can watch them copy like Kinko's I know plenty G’s that do dope deals And millionaires that got more mills Smart enough to not give it up To every pretty woman in heaux heels I can’t give her no dough still Her friends is saying I’m so trill Killing y’all with my vogue wheels And that’s what the hell I call road kill [Hook] Ok, be careful who you let kiss ya Cause you know a player won’t miss ya Just gonna ex you out of the picture No lie, no lie, no lie No lie, no lie, no lie Say you know what I’ll do I’ma tell that ho goodbye I’ma tell that ho goodbye When I know she ain’t true I’ma tell that ho goodbye I’ma tell that ho goodbye Girl you know that we through I’ma tell that ho goodbye I’ma tell that ho goodbye Yeah I’m talking bout you I’ma tell that ho goodbye Girl you know I stay fly as hell Chicken heads that All the birds are fly down south So I’m still the man with that clientele X 2 I’ma tell that ho goodbye I’m still the man with that clientele I’ma tell that ho goodbye I’m still the man with that clientele I think you’re better off by yourself [Verse 2:] I might go and purchase your broad a skirt And let her get a new bra & shirt And take your chick to my concert And then let her get her star search These just the same as these other rappers We know it’s sweeter than starburst I might throw a bone in your broad purse I’ma eat with my dogs first Big dog without any bark I got plenty bite and know plenty sharks Hit the lake and pull out the boat And have chickens flocking like Noahs Arch Know your work then know your part Know your work then know your part Not attracted to any chicks that know every player That’s known to start Hold up, I can’t be caught in no twister I hope you’re fine as your sister Cause if not I’m prolly gonna switch ya No lie, no lie, no lie I’ma tell that ho goodbye I’ma tell that ho goodbye Be on your way
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