Lirik Lagu Platinum Stars - Chamillionaire
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[Feat. King Koopa, Bun B & Lil' Flip]
[Verse 1: Lil' Flip]-Uh, Lil' FlipI'm hoppin' out in a fendi suitI got DVD's in my bentley coupeI got hoes that's 22they buy me clothes and tennis shoesI'm so throwed when it come to hoesbefore I get they phone number they come outta they clothesI might take 'em to Papa Deaux'sbut only if she a proper hoeI gotta lac (what kind), a cadillac escaladeI'm wearin' jordans (which ones), very first ones madeI gotta watch (what kind), iced out cartierI gotta rolley but that's somethin' that I hardly wearI'm Lil' Flip, the coldest freestyle everSince day one I was programmed to get this cheddar
[Chorus]Who you drive? Platinum carsWho you pull? Platinum starsWho you write? Platinum barsPlatinum teeth, inside yo jawsDiamond gon' rock my platinum wristPlatinum toilet to take a ishGold is OLD, and platinum is happenin'so whodi watch this
[Chamillionaire]-Yeah, ay, it's KoopaGotta green back, stack in my palmI come in Yukon black with alarmIce on the arm and a platinum charmAnd you prolly had a thought about jackin' it nahOf course you didn't nigga the force is hittin'behind the throwback I show that the boys is trippin'BEAM ME UP SCOTTY, sky hit a force and lift himTop on the drop yeah of course it's missin'Don't want her man to knowthat I'ma hit when I'm finished I'ma hand the hoeBack to her man before, he even have to knowA weddin' ring ain't somethin' I'ma hand the hoeDo money grow on trees? nigga the answers noI treat g's like seeds get a grand to growCar lookin' like a zoo in a candy storeAlligator on the floor with a candy doorCan't stand me no, cuz I'm havin' doughI keep a tune on me just like a mechanic flowYou ain't gettin' paper what you up in the game fa'?Gettin' paper now couldn't be a complainerTrunk lift up at a acute angleIsoceles triangle pokin' outta my swangersChain cost me 10 g'sIndependent no label could pimp meSo it really ain't a thing you could get freeUnless you tryna get them chains off of Pimp CWe, jammin UGK you see the jewlrey ay!Cover ya eyes it'll blind like a U.T. RayStay throwed in the game, holdin' the grain (yeah)Ice and the white gold in my chainRaisin' the trunk and showin' my bangHoes on the swangs while the doors color changeNah I won't let the change go to my brainRespect better be somethin' you hope in the gameYou gon' mess around and get choked with ya chainFlip, Bun and Chamillion in control in the game
[Chorus]
[Bun B]-U (Under), G (Ground), K (Kings)Bitch I'm the King of the undergroundand the pope of Port ArthurKeep that fire heat on ya streetand a meat in your daughterGot no love for a hater, got no hate for a loverJust distrubute my pollution, keepin' weight undercoverMy brother, now we back up on the block againI got them rocks again, and the blocks againuntil' the cops come inbut see the better bring the SWAT my friendBecause I promise that we not runnin'Nigga we gon' be here all dayposted in this hallwayKeep them cluckers comin' in cuz we serve 'em all yayThem nickles and dimes and quartersThat pop of the rock you a boughtaBut ? we oughta, nigga we turnin' ya projects into the CarterGot automatic starters, for they automatics choppersAnd the Texas boy a automatic to break you off somethin' properI knock off a bopper, break down a bird and bust me a flowI'm down with the Pimp and the Princefrom now forever you don't like it you must be a hoe so
[Chorus]
[Verse 1: Lil' Flip]-Uh, Lil' FlipI'm hoppin' out in a fendi suitI got DVD's in my bentley coupeI got hoes that's 22they buy me clothes and tennis shoesI'm so throwed when it come to hoesbefore I get they phone number they come outta they clothesI might take 'em to Papa Deaux'sbut only if she a proper hoeI gotta lac (what kind), a cadillac escaladeI'm wearin' jordans (which ones), very first ones madeI gotta watch (what kind), iced out cartierI gotta rolley but that's somethin' that I hardly wearI'm Lil' Flip, the coldest freestyle everSince day one I was programmed to get this cheddar
[Chorus]Who you drive? Platinum carsWho you pull? Platinum starsWho you write? Platinum barsPlatinum teeth, inside yo jawsDiamond gon' rock my platinum wristPlatinum toilet to take a ishGold is OLD, and platinum is happenin'so whodi watch this
[Chamillionaire]-Yeah, ay, it's KoopaGotta green back, stack in my palmI come in Yukon black with alarmIce on the arm and a platinum charmAnd you prolly had a thought about jackin' it nahOf course you didn't nigga the force is hittin'behind the throwback I show that the boys is trippin'BEAM ME UP SCOTTY, sky hit a force and lift himTop on the drop yeah of course it's missin'Don't want her man to knowthat I'ma hit when I'm finished I'ma hand the hoeBack to her man before, he even have to knowA weddin' ring ain't somethin' I'ma hand the hoeDo money grow on trees? nigga the answers noI treat g's like seeds get a grand to growCar lookin' like a zoo in a candy storeAlligator on the floor with a candy doorCan't stand me no, cuz I'm havin' doughI keep a tune on me just like a mechanic flowYou ain't gettin' paper what you up in the game fa'?Gettin' paper now couldn't be a complainerTrunk lift up at a acute angleIsoceles triangle pokin' outta my swangersChain cost me 10 g'sIndependent no label could pimp meSo it really ain't a thing you could get freeUnless you tryna get them chains off of Pimp CWe, jammin UGK you see the jewlrey ay!Cover ya eyes it'll blind like a U.T. RayStay throwed in the game, holdin' the grain (yeah)Ice and the white gold in my chainRaisin' the trunk and showin' my bangHoes on the swangs while the doors color changeNah I won't let the change go to my brainRespect better be somethin' you hope in the gameYou gon' mess around and get choked with ya chainFlip, Bun and Chamillion in control in the game
[Chorus]
[Bun B]-U (Under), G (Ground), K (Kings)Bitch I'm the King of the undergroundand the pope of Port ArthurKeep that fire heat on ya streetand a meat in your daughterGot no love for a hater, got no hate for a loverJust distrubute my pollution, keepin' weight undercoverMy brother, now we back up on the block againI got them rocks again, and the blocks againuntil' the cops come inbut see the better bring the SWAT my friendBecause I promise that we not runnin'Nigga we gon' be here all dayposted in this hallwayKeep them cluckers comin' in cuz we serve 'em all yayThem nickles and dimes and quartersThat pop of the rock you a boughtaBut ? we oughta, nigga we turnin' ya projects into the CarterGot automatic starters, for they automatics choppersAnd the Texas boy a automatic to break you off somethin' properI knock off a bopper, break down a bird and bust me a flowI'm down with the Pimp and the Princefrom now forever you don't like it you must be a hoe so
[Chorus]
