Flow Oh No lyrics

[O.G. Ron C - Talking]
Uh, Swishahouse

[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
(So throwed)
I swared we don` told y`all niggaz before
You must be deaf if you think we ain`t gettin` dough
With the remote screens fallin` trunk blow
Step up in the club starched down wit stay-flo
From that North to the South Pole
Ron C chop it up, make it slow

-Check, Look
The block gets..bled red like a leg in a ant bed
My twanks make a crippled girl turn her damn head
Hakim` cause a scene when I drop my screens
Got more green then mean green sippin` a green cup of lean
in a green limousine, I impress myself
Might spit game to a nun just to test myself
Won`t pour up a fourth
Sho` I`ll throw up the fourth
Fa`sho I`ll show up to four
And bleeh blow up the show
Whoa!, ice bright man
Like a night-light man
Ice white like the head-lights on a white van
As bright as a white man
With a light tan
Ice bright as the skin on Michael Jackson`s right hand, nigga
Goddamn ohh! I impress myself
I`m so throwed I need a catchers mit to catch myself
How much you niggaz wanna bet you`ll never get my wealth
I`ll rather play a solo game of dice and bet myself
Whoa hold up Ron C I just won me a G
Lucky me I`m the nigga that wannabe`s wannabe
i`m tellin` ya, ohh nigga I impress myself
So many hoes on my dick I gotta stretch my belt
Nigga ya better go handcuff ya honey dip quick
My lips don` touched mo` female lips then lipstick
My car got more butter then a bunch of biscuits
I get chicks while you get dissed and get dismissed
I get kissed like I was under missle toe on christmas
Paul Wall don` got diamonds imported on his kicks
Ron C is using platinum turntables for this mix
I walk around with a chain that`s bigger then slick ricks
Warfare and lick 6 we never ride bareford
Ride Ac or Jag or maybe a black ford
Ridin` round with a gat on the damn dashboard
Oh No!, sab war comin` in through the backdoor