"Ridin' Dirty” lyrics by Chamillionaire featuring Krayzie Bone

July 24, 2006

Song Artist: Chamillionaire feat. Krayzie Bone
Song Title: “Ridin’ Dirty

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[Chorus]
They see me rollin
They hatin
Patrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
My music so loud
I’m swangin
They hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty

[Verse 1 – Chamillionaire]
Police think they can see me lean
I’m tint so it ain’t easy to be seen
When you see me ride by they can see the glean
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
Ride with a new chick, she like hold up
Next to the playstation controller is a full clip and my pistola
Turn a jacker into a coma
Girl you ain’t know, I’m crazy like Krayzie Bone
Just tryin to bone ain’t tryin to have no babies
Rock clean itself so I pull in ladies
Laws of patrolling you know they hate me
Music turned all the way up until the maximum
I can speak for some niggas tryin to jack for some
But we packin somethin that we have and um will have a nigga locked up in the maximum
Security cell, I’m grippin oak
Music loud and tippin slow
Twist and twistin like hit this dough
Pull up from behind and is in his throat
Windows down gotta stop pollution
CDs change niggas like who is that producing?
This the Play-N-Skillz when we out and cruisin
Got warrants in every city except Houston but I’m still ain’t losin

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 – Krayzie Bone]
I been drinkin and smokin holdin shit cause a brother can’t focus
I gotta get to home ‘fore the po po’s scope this big ol Excursion swerving all up in the curve man
Nigga been sippin on that Hennessey and the gin again is in again we in the wind
Doin a hundred while I puff on the blunt
And rollin another one up, we livin like we ain’t givin a fuck
I got a revolver in my right hand, 40 oz on my lap freezing my balls
Roll a nigga tree, green leaves and all
Comin pretty deep, me and my do-jo
I gotta get back to backstreets
Wanted by the six pound and I got heat glock glock shots to the block we creep creep
Pop Pop hope cops don’t see me, on a low key
With no regards for the law we dodge em like fuck em all
But I won’t get caught up and brought up on charges for none of y’all
Keep a gun in car, and a blunt to spark, but well if you want, nigga you poppin dark
Ready or not we bust shots off in the air Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 – Chamillionaire]
Do what you thinkin so, I tried to let you go
Turn up a blink of light and I swang it slower
A nigga upset for sure cause they think they know that they catchin me with plenty of the drink and dro
So they get behind me tryin to check my tags, look at my rearview and they smilin
Thinkin they’ll catch me on the wrong well keep tryin
Cause they denyin is racial profiling
Houston, TX you can check my tags
Pull me over try to check my slab
Glove compartment gotta get my cash
Cause the crooked cops try to come up fast
And been a baller that I am I talk to them, giving a damn bout not feeling my attitude
When they realize I ain’t even ridin dirty bet you’ll be leavin with an even madder mood
I’mma laugh at you then I’mma have to cruise I’m in number two on some more DJ Screw
You can’t arrest me plus you can’t sue
This a message to the laws tellin them WE HATE YOU
I can’t be touched or tell ’em that they shoulda known
Tippin’ down, sittin’ crooked on my chrome
Bookin’ my phone, tryin’ to find a chick I wanna bone
Like they couldn’t stop me I’mma ’bout to pull up at your home and it’s on

[Chorus 2x]

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Lyric: Paul Wall featuring Big Pokey – Sittin' Sidewayz

July 21, 2006

Artist: Paul Wall f/ Big Pokey
Album: The People’s Champ
Song: Sittin’ Sidewayz

[Chorus 2X]
Sittin’ sideways, boys in a daze
Sittin’ sideways, boys in a daze
Sittin’ sideways, boys in a daze
On a Sunday night I might bang me some Maze

[Paul Wall talking]
Swisha House, Big Pokey and Paul Wall baby

[Paul Wall]
It’s the people’s champ, I’m something like a baller
The candy paint dripping off of the old school Impala
I’m with that Big Bank Hank, that Poppi Joe and Box
Trunk bump like chicken pox, turn the bass up just a notch
You see them blades choppin’, you see that trunk poppin’
Ho’s that diss me in the club, the same ho’s in the parking lot boppin’
They see me in the Jag, acting bad with T Ferris
Open mouth and showcase ice, and you gon’ see about 20 karats
I’m what they do, you on 5-9 double O
In the Tahoe on 24’s, I’m the truth, I got that glow
I’m out that Swisha House with Archie Lee and Couda Bang
Sittin’ sideways on swang, the candy paint dripping off the frame
You see me acting bad, I’m showing out and pulling stunts
Say cheese and show my fronts, it’s more carrots/karats than Bugs Bunny’s lunch
It’s Paul Wall baby, I got it made
I got a cup full of that oil, and I’m paid plus I’m sittin’ sideways

[Chorus]

[Paul Wall]
What it do
I’m on the block posted up like a mailbox
Slanging licks on the grind, putting money in my socks
A legend in the hood for gold grills and poppin’ seals
A icon on the mic for showcasing my verbal skills
I’m in the club posted up with some gang bangers
Still flipping the old school candy Cadillac on swangers
I got a styrofoam white cup full of that drank
Looking for that dank, my hustle game sharp as a shank
Big bank take little bank, 84’s and candy paint
Trying to find some “Honey Love” my macking game is top rank
These ho’s peeping me, ill hustling on the side
Eavesdropping my conversation, trying to figure which car I drive
I’m on the scene strapped up like I was bungee jumping
Hit the corner you hear me bumping
Look at that cold grill and woman
The trunks popped up, my music screwed and chopped
I’m the undisputed king of the parking lot, I’m sittin’ sideways

[Chorus]

[Big Pokey]
Maybe O.J’s, ho’s be going crazy when they see me
Sittin’ sideways on them 24’s
Watch ya ho, watch ya money, watch ya clothes
Single women’s out the mold, glidin’ like a ice skater
Motor like a snot nose
Suicide drop doors, mono blocks, chop mold
Customized deck, cause the mono block stock lows
Sensei, Don Key, Paul Wall in the place
Heads up when you see us, we gon’ put it in ya face
?? scoutin’ together when I blaze
Boys smell lemon haze, I ain’t the nigga to settle
I’m that dude with the metal, that get hot as a kettle
From messing ’round with some cat that ain’t got it together
Flossing, breaking of the intersection, crossing
Three-wheelin’ acting a iz-ass on them Bosses
S.U.C. in the door, M.O.B. on the place
Pull up in the driveway leanin’ and I’m sittin’ (I’m sittin’)

[Chorus]
Sittin’ sideways, boys in a daze
Sittin’ sideways, boys in a daze
Sittin’ sideways, boys in a daze
On a Sunday night I might bang me some Maze

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Dem Franchize Boyz featuring Jermaine Dupri, Bow Wow, and Da Brat – I Think They Like Me (So So Def Remix) Lyric

July 18, 2006

“I Think They Like Me (So So Def Remix)” is a song by Dem Franchize Boyz featuring Jermaine Dupri, Bow Wow, and Da Brat from the 2005 album Young, Fly, and Flashy Vol. 1. It is a remix of the song “Oh I Think Dey Like Me” from DFB’s first CD, Dem Franchize Boyz. It reached #15 on the US Hot 100, number one on the US R&B/Hip-Hop chart and number four on the US Rap chart.

Dem Franchize Boyz Oh I Think They Like Me (Remix) Lyrics

YUP! ( in background)
(scratch) 1, 2, 3 as this is plain to see
I go by the name of Jermain Dupri
Dopeman fresh in the place to be
And uhh

 

[Chrous:]
Ohh I think they like me (16x)

 

JD: Oh i think they like me when they heard me on the other one
So its only right that i hit chu with another one
[Repeat 2x]

 

[Verse 1:]
Yea these niggaz like me haters want to fight me
Yea these niggaz mad cuz I came up over nightly
Yea I switched it up I got 9 kuff tightly
So you betta do the right thing like Spike Lee
Yea I’m super clean rock jeans wit a white tee
Niggaz round here soft but like niggaz want to bite me
If you had some figures you will be just like me
Yea these niggaz mad cuz I shining like a lightly
Niggaz talking bout yep in their muthafuckin throwback
He ain’t real you know dat muhammad y he sold that
We stepping on these niggaz like a muthafuckin door mat
When I hit the scene they take pictures call me Kodak
These hoes goin crazy like think they need some prozac
We the hottest thing in the market and you no dat
Yo bitch chosed up and she don’t want to go back
We stackin big faces cuz we still spending ?

 

[JD:]
Now when i do it its something like thrilla and manilla man
Known as a killa man fresh from the dealer man
So So niggas aint no crew illa than
10 niggas laying and i got about million an
dollars worth of cars in my front yard
Im from a place in atl where young niggas stomp hard
Ooo i think they like me when they heard me on the other one
So its only right that i hit you with another one
Remix we gets busy over here
No sleep niggas stay up on they grizzie over here
We young (young), we fly (fly)
and we gon stay flashy till the day that we die

 

(Chorus)

 

[Verse 2]
They dont want 2 fight me I’m snatching ya ass up
First nigga act up first nigga get bust
majestic getting shred-up while im twirling and swtichin some
T-shirt stravaganza (franchize the white tee boyz)
Self made self paid we latch around in our white tee
Ashy black shirt well get down in ya brown tee
My hundred throwback we sport a jersey by Ali
And if he make one (then all them sike me)
I’m all about my cash ride around wit a nice peace
Ear piece icy they straight like me
You heard pimpin playa ( they shine so brightly)
Don’t stand so close vision blur when ice bling
Respect my whole squad no you can’t even touch us cuz
Role out the red carpet high 5 and show us love
Carry barretas count cheddar we transedda
I’m a franchize niggga have a mil or betta

 

[Brat:]
Check it out!
6 0
6 0 4
6 9 4
blow dro with the windows up on duece four’s
purple candy paint brand new think i aint
same chick same click mo bricks in the bank
no now no hoe rounds no down like brat
it aint no showdown for no crown im holding that
face all over VH paid great till this day
been in love with the mic since run dmc walk this way
talk this way cause im gangsta chi-towns legend
im not ordinary people its a star in yo presents
so icy that my earlobes hurt
but what its worth
dont test me i got the four fitfth under the skirt
thick in the thighs can tuck that i stay on my grind
i buss back if i must act i empty the sack
its da b -r ah-a-t trust me im crazy
JD pays me im such fuckin lady

 

[Bow:]
Im bow weezy prince of the o-town
Just got the wheels clean so im riding slow now
im in a fast car something like a nascar
if you wanna know how much it cost you should as paul
as paul like the rocks and chain i dropped some change
its easy for me to cop them thangs
and i dont stop i got rocks in rings
you know the same size as a boxing ring
swimming pool in the front and the back yard
i aint got to act hard
im under 21 with a plat card
yea i know that was kind of a low blow
but the dough for the so so dont come slow

 

[Chrous:]
Ohh I think they like me (16x)

 

JD: Oh i think they like me when they heard on the other one
So its only right that i hit chu with another one
[Repeat 2x]