[Intro: Lew Hawk]
50-50 Mill Twin, Lew Hawk, Chamillionaire, Paul Wall
The Color Changin' Click
Paid In Full Records
Check the sound scans, we the Waterboys
[Chorus: Chamillionaire]
Man, forget what these boys is talkin' 'bout, I'm true, I'm true
You're ridin' swings, you're grippin' grain, I do, I do
You're candy red, you're candy blue
You're poppin' trunk, you're jammin' Screw
Whatever it is you plan to do, be true to you
Forget what these boys is talkin' 'bout, I'm true (I'm so, I'm so true)
You're ridin' swings, you're grippin' grain, I do, I do
You're candy red, you're candy blue
You're poppin' trunk, you're jammin' Screw
Them Waterboys be so true, I'm true
[Verse 1: 50-50 Mill Twin & Chamillionaire]
Come to H-town flexing, you leave with a bloody mouth
That's all we do, is dirt in the dirty muggy muddy South
If the CD in your deck ain't Screw, eject and cut it off
Our accent is that that laid back slow and sluggish talk
Before showtime, no rubbin' wood, I go and rub the boss
Rims so big when I park the top of the truck above the house
Get jammed up and do no time, we all above the law
Oh yeah, them birds fly South, we boys haul a bunch of raw
Man, forget what they talkin' 'bout, it's true our stacks stand tall
In Houston we get more buck-bucks than a reggae dance hall
I'm free valet everyday, can't say I ain't got no damn pull
I pull up with the top droppin' like, "Errr, errr, errr, boom"
Ladies don't wanna ride with me, I don't blow the AC
'Cause my neck's chilly like the third member of TLC
Put me in a old folk's home if you talkin' 'bout gettin' some bucks
'Cause my wallet got senior citizens in it, fifties and up
It's Koopa
[Chorus: Chamillionaire]
Man, forget what these boys is talkin' 'bout, I'm true, I'm true
You're ridin' swings, you're grippin' grain, I do, I do
You're candy red, you're candy blue
You're poppin' trunk, you're jammin' Screw
Whatever it is you plan to do, be true to you
Forget what these boys is talkin' 'bout, I'm true (I'm so, I'm so true)
You're ridin' swings, you're grippin' grain, I do, I do
You're candy red, you're candy blue
You're poppin' trunk, you're jammin' Screw
Them Waterboys be so true, I'm true
[Verse 2: Lew Hawk & Paul Wall]
Forget what these boys is talkin' 'bout, we players not no squares
It's more lights in my mouth than the lights in Times Square
I swear these boys be knowin', we drippin' candy off the dropper
'Cause our paint changin' colors like the hair on Cindy Lauper
Forget what these boys is talkin' 'bout, I'm true, on twenty-two
My neck, wrist and mouth stay below twenty-two
Degrees, please, cheese, dough and cash is what I'm 'bout
No need for social security, check my safe deposit box, woah
Forget what they talkin' 'bout, Spreewells rotate fast
My mental navigation system set on "locate cash"
I got to keep my pockets fatter than Andre the Giant
My rims pokin' out like wings, but my car ain't flyin'
Look, forget what they talkin' 'bout, them Waterboys be true
My billboard is thick and chunky, kinda like beef stew
They askin' if it's Tupperware what I got on each shoe
Because I'm ridin' on the type of glass that ain't see through
[Chorus: Chamillionaire]
Man, forget what these boys is talkin' 'bout, I'm true, I'm true
You're ridin' swings, you're grippin' grain, I do, I do
You're candy red, you're candy blue
You're poppin' trunk, you're jammin' Screw
Whatever it is you plan to do, be true to you
Forget what these boys is talkin' 'bout, I'm true (I'm so, I'm so true)
You're ridin' swings, you're grippin' grain, I do, I do
You're candy red, you're candy blue
You're poppin' trunk, you're jammin' Screw
Them Waterboys be so true, I'm true
[Verse 3: 50-50 Mill Twin, Chamillionaire, Paul Wall & Lew Hawk]
Boys be perpetrating purple, they gotta stop actin'
More cars in my garage than 5 o'clock traffic
In Houston I keep a iron incase I gotta stop static
Like shoes tied together, you trippin'? I gotta pop at it
Ayy, they said where it if the shoe fits, so I found out twenty-twos did
Without us the game's empty like the space in Lew's tooth is
Big rocks and a wrist watch and the FPD's watchin'
But if gettin' money's illegal, ayy, I think I'ma need Cochran
On my mind at all times, I'm thinkin' money over mooches
Be on your grind at all times so these busters can't do you
It's them Waterboy buffoons coming to lock the game up
If it's a hall of fame for stuntin', gon' hang our name up, woah
Twenty-one years in the game, I spent twenty payin' dues
My wallet got a fatter knot than a five year old tying shoes
My slab been beatin' up the block, I left a concrete bruise
You better check the billboard for the latest Waterboys news
[Chorus: Chamillionaire]
Man, forget what these boys is talkin' 'bout, I'm true, I'm true
You're ridin' swings, you're grippin' grain, I do, I do
You're candy red, you're candy blue
You're poppin' trunk, you're jammin' Screw
Whatever it is you plan to do, be true to you
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