still tippin'
Singer:chamillionaire
still tippin' on four fours
and i'm packin' four fours
now look who creeping look who crawling still balling in the mix
it's that six six long dick slim nigga sticking your chick
pullin tricks looking slick at all times when i'm flipping
bar sipping car dipping grant wood grain gripping
still tippin' on four fours
pimpin' four hoes and i'm packing four fours
blowing on that indo game cube nintendo
five percent tint so you can't see up in my window
these niggaz don't understand me cuz i'm boss hogg on candy
top down at maxi's wit a big glock nine handy
pieced up creased up staying dressed to impress
big boss belt buckle under my mitchell and ness
gucci shades up on my braids when i escalade
when i'm ridin' sprewells sliding like a escapade
i got it made the big boss of the north
ain't shit changed i still represent
still tippin' on four fours
and i'm packin' four fours
i'm tryna see the president dead
but not the one in the white house man
the one with the green presidents head
blue or red i'm still ridin'
ladies be tellin' me that i'm sexcist
cuz i always love the money over dresses
always been about them horizontal lines through them s's
impala flyin' watch how she undresses
i'ma take that pretty braud out to eat
and then leave her there with a
niggaz tell me they look up to me
and i know what y'all mean
cuz i'm balling with tall green stacks taller then yao ming
if being rich was a contest
chamillion you would've won
but watch the jealousy cuz ya still a get trampled
if you got whipped in the past then ya still a example
treatin' niggaz like swishahouse flows
soon as he start talkin' slow we gon' chop that boy up
still tippin' on four fours
and i'm packin' four fours