That's Gangsta Freestyle

[Chamillionaire] She callin' my hands-free phone Talkin' bout gettin' her freak on No you don't turn me on Misses Poof-Pow Be Gone If you got hatred on ya mind, I'm not the nigga to speak on I'm as throwed as the pig-skin in the E-N-D Zone I'm lookin' for a faithful, yellow-bone to cheat on Latex when we bone, throw up the 4 while she moan Yellow bellies I skeet on, better watch ya teeth jones Cuz after the divorce, I'm movin into, the home Bout to be ya step-father Me and Lil' Flip flip harder Then a hyper-active acrobat with hops like Vince Carter 8-Ball plus 8-Ballers, yes Koopa pimp harder Mr. Jackson, don't like me, caught me kissin' his daughter Damnit janet, we the throwdest muthafunkaz on the planet Not enough room, don't panic I'll pull up and expand it S.U.V., let you see, paint is wet as the Atlantic Lug-nuts like some mechanic Chome rims is like man it's Chamillionaire.com, if you don't like it then sue me Little Zane tryin' to sue me, cuz he's not in my movie Can do nothing to me, introduced to my Uzi Just cuz everybody else does, I don't like groupies No not either, don't watch cartoons or like goofy And I show damn don't like goofy groupies, sellin' tight coochie Bout to be a..Jetson and I ain't talkin bout Judy Look, I know they gon' get Miss Cleo Not a slut, I'ma ill I know they gon' see me with 2 twins in a trill Shout-out to the flows partner ?? before I jill (scratching until the song ends)