[Chorus: Chamillionaire]   Big Swangaz and Vouges   Them 20 inches sitting low   We Ball 24's 7's all that we know   Screens and neon lights are showin   When my trunk unlock pop and show   Ya already know   Paint dripping off the door   Not Engaged with no lady, fall in love with em no!   You may think I'm crazy never knew this type of love before   I'm love with my foreign, yes I'm married to my dough....   I'm in love with my money... mm mm      [Chamillionaire]   You can catch me squeezing grain   Sitting crooked on D's and swangs   Color changing lizard he's insane   Your woman's missing then he's to blame   Charge it to the game keep the change   Most marriages blossom and die...   When its over I'm telling her bye    But she acts like I'm telling a lie   While you falling in love with a she...   I rather be thugged an a G   Could you see me in a car that rhymes with rent me and starts with a B   Could you see a Bentley   Parked in the spot in ya hood   Candy coat on top of the hood    And my fist on top of the wood   Sparkling good    say you ain't after my change I don't believe ya   If a skeeza ask me to feed her    With my visa then I'm gone leave her    I don't want you I don't need you   { But I Love You } Thats sweet   I rather be riding on glass feet   With leather up under my ass cheeks   Its not like I changed over night    Been acting like this since last week   Better Ask me my money stretched like an athlete at a track meet   Seen him last week in a Jag Jeep   But they don't even make them yet cousin OK, I'm lying I don't know what it was   but I swear that boy was sitting on buttons   I know you want a relationship with a balla but no thanks    Look I'd rather be shining my twankies much?   You must think this is a bank but it ain't   money increase and never would shrank   hoes that dyin even be fighting...   when I pull up on 20 inch titans    I got what them girls be liking   them ...      [Chorus]      [Paul Wall]   Hold on hold up a second man    I never mack to a metro dame   You better respect the game    See my gecko chain and correct ya brain   I love my car like it was my girlfriend I like to caress the grain   Followed the wheel and I got aroused   swung in the ditch and I wrecked the frame   Broke up with my foreign car and fell in love with my cadillac   The Ringling Brothers made inquiries to how my trunk turns flips like an acrobat   I act a rat, cause I'm from the gutter   ya girl stutter when I pull up next to ya   You been with the girl 6 months Paul Wall   is the reason she won't give sex to ya   Why all that perplexing in you cause a german company made my rims   My big body's pregnant with twins I'm bout to induce a baby benz   Ya car was fly in the hood but my candy paint just wet ya flames   I'm sitting on 22 inch baby sitters justa threat ya name   Forgot to change the diaper so when I crept in the lane I left a stain   Every time it rains, paint drips It makes a mess and I get the blame   My TV's are the pet I tame I can make em roll over and play dead    My paint was blue on the freeway   but when I stopped at the light it changed to red   You better re arrange ya head thinking I trick my cash to a broad...   Go ahead and ask ya broad I got more green than the grass in a yard   And thats so raw It ain't hard for me to get the class to applaud   I shine like a blasting star, glass on a car more blacker than tar      [Chorus]2x