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rape
Only cause Im paid, I'm fucking all of Jade
And my DJ Zhane she likes it when they say
Everybody move your body
Got Whitney Houston boosting
I'm hittin' Whitney Houston, oh, she bought me a fur?
Far-fetched like glass teks and kiddie rolex
Soon comin', but now it's time to kick the fun in
, I got it
(I love it when she say) it's cool I got it, I got it, I got it (Remix)

I love her 'cause she got her own
She don't need mine, she say leave
Picked up on my phone in Houston 
Everybody answered, everybody answered but they won't say why 
Then this dancer grabbed me down by the bus stop
back-to-back holdin my brothers down
[S.S.] You done started, with the wrong motherfucker now
[I.T.] Married to the cause and we loyal, we don't fuck around
slacks

I was a young bad mother in my own eyes
But now I realize it wasn't too wise
So now I teach, I'll reach to each
And every single individual
Its cool I got it, I got it, I got it
(I love it when she say) it's cool I got it, I got it, I got it (Remix)

I love her 'cause she got her own
She
Mom, she be cryin holdin on to her purse sayin... (oh...)

Aiyyo
What y'all thought I was too busy writin songs with Whitney Houston
Cuz "My Love's
you, but I love you. 
I want you to have your own thoughts and ideas and 
Feelings, even when 
I hold you in my arms. 
It's our last chance
It's our
a Long Beach thang
You heard me right nigga this is DPG
With the superwoman standin' claimin' CPT

[Lil' Mo]
I-I, promise I'ma keep it G
Rep my south
beaten by the best
Yo, damn skip I be riding my own dick
Those with that fly shit up in they head, get domes swollen quick
Competition best pray for
A natural fact: 
That I pimp tracks and freak around 
The game got cracks in them pipes  
It's leakin' town 
My lines blow yo' mind  
Yo' senses
drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney Houston
Cars, money, girls and the clothes
Aw man, you sold your soul
Naw man, mad people was frontin'
Aw
As the train flew out of Boston
His whole world passed him by
He said I spent a lifetime runnin'
And now's the time to try
If I can't find someone to hold me
to die
These 9's will put your ass in the sky like a porcupine
My flow just so dope it's like I'm squirting lines
They try to kill the kid like bitches
Its cool I got it, I got it, I got it
(I love it when she say) it's cool I got it, I got it, I got it (Remix)

I love her 'cause she got her own
She
Its cool I got it, I got it, I got it
(I love it when she say) it's cool I got it, I got it, I got it (Remix)

I love her 'cause she got her own
She
breathe into the hood, make it feel my pain
And even though they try to change me, I remain the same
And even if I did have that chrome-plated grill on my
you all like Bobby Brown and Whitney Houston's marriage
One big joke

It's your complex that got your carryin glocks and tecs
It's your complex that
Intro:
Uh huh... Yeaah
It's yours truly 
Houston's own Chamillionaire 
Holdin it down for the playa who dont believe in love at first sight (Love
the truth
Tie up the punks who refuse to understand the youth
My posse's growin' and it's gettin' larger every day
Detroit, Chi-Town, Pittsburgh, Houston
Ha-ha yeah, it's yours truly Houston's own
Chamillionaire holding it down, for the playa that don't believe
In love at first sight, but the playa
drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney Houston
Cars, money, girls and the clothes
Aw man, you sold your soul
Naw man, mad people was frontin'
Aw
[Pimp C]
I know you hoes on a mission to steal my dick
But Pimp Chad ain't goin' for the Georgia, bitch (Georgia, bitch!)
It wasn't nuttin' when I
biggin' up my brother

Biggin up my borough, I'm big enough to do it
I'm that thorough, plus I know my own flow is foolish
So them rings and things you