Hot Girl

[Chamillionaire]

Wazzap Forty, it's Chameleon. Gotta few words to say on

Behalf of that Swishahouse. (What, what) What. What (What, what)

[Verse 1: Chamillionaire]

Look look

Is you a hot girl, if not girl

Can't be touchin' my hot spot girl

I can't be all up in that cot girl

I'm runnin' wit Michael Watts girl

This is our world what you can't you tell

Just look at the ice on my bezale

My bread is green but it ain't stale

TVs in a 6 hundred V12

While the beats swell and I'm slugged up

The Chamillion be tatted and thugged up

My money be gettin' all jealous

You gotta move I can't be hugged up

They bugged up selective sounds that offence

Some ballers blockin' watchin' they knock us

Cuz we ridin' in the candy red droppers

On choppin' they love that

I see that big ass and I love that

Like Juvenile back that ass up in my direction

And let me rub that

Swishahouse don't need to dub that

Go get you some Swishahouse socks

Go get you some new shoes

Put Swishahouse on top of your Reeboks

Boy if your tryin' to get rich

Go and get some Swishahouse stocks

Cuz if it ain't platinum or gold

Then it didn't come from that Michael Watts

[Verse 2: Paul Wall]

Boy whatsapp Mike Watts

I'm rocking Reeboks with white socks

Paul Wall be breakin' the mic while

Micheal Watts be choppin' da [?]

Choppin' yo block up with big throwed

We 'bout to go 'head in some Lexus

Best to quit runnin' yo mouth

Cuz my gorilla's been known to kick door

I'm Paul Wall camouflage boy

With soldier in my crouch

And if we get in some drama

Demy and Davis carry they Glock

With Terry off in the garage boy

He ready to gettin' the glassback

Jump Rrari' I bump in the black Lac'

With the fat back, in his backpack

When the back crack, we turn hands

My drop be makin' a [?]

I can catch boppa's

If I rolled on spare tires and doughnuts

Watts be bringin' that chopp back

You bootleggers best to stop that

Confidence in the Swishahouse album

In a few months we 'bout to drop

[Verse 3: DJ Michael (5000) Watts]

They call me Big Watts

On [?] where you'll find me

Foes that hate me, find me

But they can't stop me

All about makin' the come up

I'm bussin' on nigga's that run up

Gotta stay real, gotta make me a mill

Gotta roll in a Lex that's thugged up

All about makin' my paper

I'm all about fuckin' off haters

Keep me a nine, gotta stay underground

Talk shit but you can't fade us

Hugh, how you love that. Swishahouse '99 baby. That's how

We do it. H-Town, nigga's got me rappin' in this bitch, I be damned