Chamillionaire - Oh No! lyrics

[O.G. Ron C: Talking]

Uh, Swishahouse

[Chorus: Chamillionaire]

(So throwed)

I swared we don' told y'all niggaz before

You must be deaf if you think we ain't gettin' no

With the remote screens fallin' trunk do

Step up in the club starched down but stay flowed

From that North to the South Pole

Ron C chop it up, make it slow

-Check, Look

The block gets..bled red like a leg in a ant bed

My twanks make a crippled girl turn her damn head

Hakim' cause a scene when I drop my screens

Got more green then mean green sippin' a green cup of lean

in a green limousine, I impress myself

Might spit game to a gun just to test myself

Won't pour up a fourth

Sho' I'll throw up the fourth

Fa'sho I'll show up to four

And bleeh blow up the show

Whoa!, ice bright man

Like a night-light man

Ice white like the head-lights on a white van

As bright as a white man

With a light tan

Ice bright as the skin on Michael Jackson's right hand, nigga

Goddamn ohh! I impress myself

I'm so throwed I need a catchers mit to catch myself

How much you niggaz wanna bet you'll never get my wealth

I'll rather play a solo game of dice and bet myself

Whoa hold up Ron C I just dump on me a G

Lucky me I'm the nigga that wannabe's wannabe

i'm tellin' ya, ohh nigga I impress myself

So many hoes on my dick I gotta stretch my belt

Nigga ya better go handcuff ya honey real quick

My lips don' touched mo' bigger lips then lipstick

My car got more butter then a bunch of biscuits

I get licks while you get dip and get dismissed

I get pissed like I was under missle toe on christmas

Paul Wall don' got diamonds imported on his dick

Ron C is using platinum turntables for this mix

I walk around with a stain that's bigger then Flip wrist

Warfare and lick 6 we never ride bareford

Ride Ac or Jag or maybe a black ford

Ridin' round with a gat on the damn dashboard

Oh No!, that boy comin' in through the backdoor