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    [Hook - 4x]
    (hey-ya hey-ya), ooh-oooh-ooh (clap)

    [Chamillionaire]
    Only imagine, how close all the diamonds in the jewel sit
    Invisible set and canary yellow, as a tulip
    See I can spit some calm words to you, through my two lips
    I can have them hollow tips, popping up out them two clips
    You pick, don't run up on me with your tool slick
    I'll be damned if I get jacked with a strap, under my blue nit
    Don't do nothing foolish, cause I'll completely lose it
    Give a nigga a new breathing hole, with a pool stick
    I got hoes square rooted, doubles and cubics
    They come in groups of two or mo', and they be wanting do it
    Got females that do lick, and some that strictly do dick
    But if you freaky prove it, I'll go get the cool whip
    If you love your shirt so much, that you don't wan' remove it
    Then you can get up out my party, you can get excluded
    Don't know what click that you with, but I'm king of the new click
    Color Changin' Click-clack rap, I plan to rule it clap

    [Hook - 4x]

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    [Chamillionaire]
    If you owe me any more than zero cents, time to collect fool
    I step through, and re possess the nigga my respect's due
    Hope the numbers you wrote in the middle, of that check's true
    Unless you fast, and don't think a bullet can catch you
    Buy a drink I bet you, that she gon get the next two
    Or she'll be standing next to, the pay phone and get..
    Left too bad, your homie had already left too
    Can't take you home look at your feet, and now she right and left too
    Who's next to, let Koopa undress you and sex you
    Can't get you pregnant, condom packs go in and get two
    We can chop it up like O.G. Ron C, and Mike Watts do
    Or treat you like some Southern music, and make sure you get screwed

    [Hook - 4x]

    [Chamillionaire]
    Internet, Chamillionaire.com on my channel
    Run up on the vehicle, I bet that boy get handled
    I don't like your tone of voice, you better calm your grammar
    And slap you with the baking soda, my arm and hammer
    Chain hanging to my nuts, is kinda like you tasting
    Ice, if your tongue is in the right location
    I don't fight temptation, I invite temptation
    Cause I got a lap that, I would like your face in
    Hey ya-hey ya, ooh-whoa Kemosabi
    This liquor in my body, and I'm ready to party
    Hey ya-hey ya, ooh-whoa Kemosabi
    Hypnotic is for kids, we sipping Gin and Bicardi
    Hey ya-hey ya, the minute she saw me
    She whispered, all the things she wanna do
    So you know I'ma do, just what a playa do
    And let her leave with me, then send her home to you probably

    [Hook - 4x]

    Hey ya-hey ya, hey ya-hey ya
    Heeeee-ooooh, hey ya - 4x

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