Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Got a Lot of Options, artist - Chamillionaire. Album song Mixtape Messiah 3, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.07.2007
Record label: chamillitary
Song language: English
Got a Lot of Options |
Uh Huuuh! |
I got the thugs body rockin' |
Girls body flockin' |
I ain’t trippin still got a spot to put the Glock in |
Blades steady choppin' |
Boppa’s steady boppin' |
Got a lot of ladies yeah I got a lot of options |
I got the thugs body rockin' |
Girls body flockin' |
Clothes lookin' throwed like I just came back from shoppin' |
Blades steady choppin' |
Boppa’s steady boppin' |
Got a lot of ladies yeah I got a lot of options |
Baby all I know is im on 4's |
And this candy over silver sprayed on all my doors |
These brauds steady tellin me my car so throwed |
But my patna hopped right out and picked the braud I choose |
Beat up in a slab tv screens steady fallin' |
Lookin for some chicks and big business to get involved in |
Use to be on 4's had them swangas steady crawlin' (4 real) |
Use to hit that cappa and that classic in new orleans |
I took the doo-rag of the braids but I can’t see a thang |
Sun is out but it look dark in my new set of versace shades |
Boys wonderin' and tryin' to count what I done made |
Cause my pockets lookin' pudgy and my jordan’s lookin' swayed |
Darlin' im afraid that somethin isnt right |
She keeps sayin that im cool but she keeps sayin she a dike |
How do I persuade the braud to take the pipe |
Tell her get off from my swangas or get plumin' in your life |
Wanna be’s throwin' ones tryin' to show that they makin cash |
Lookin' stupid than a mother all though it’ll raise ya tabs |
Cause the vehicles and jewelry we got is way mo' advanced |
There’s more colors in a watch than a set of jamaican flags |
Pick it all up in bags the promoters like make it fast |
Cause here comes another monsoon and these boys is goin' make it last |
Y’all hit the club tryin' to act like ya poppin' tags |
Hit the club and ya new clothes and you know you goin' take it back |
Ima fly rides owner ain’t no need to take a cab |
Cause the key ain’t nothin' to me I got cars so just take the slab |
Say you doin' it bigger it trip us so they can laugh |
Cause I done ran threw way mo' numbers than student’s can do in math |
40 large in my pocket’s is causin' my pants to sag |
Still in love with my money like I use to say in the past |
Who can do it better is the question they hate to ask |
Walk right out ya conversation and hope that it make ya mad |