- UGK Chrome Plated Woman 歌词
- UGK
- Chamillion gave me the *****, she was already a star （star）
Now all these ****** wanna **** my car
She a video hoe, the ***** make big money
Like to let her hair down when the sky get sunny
You can catch her in the Dub or the King magazine （'zine）
Young red *****, ***** wet, five screens （five screens）
Now watch her fat ass drop （drop）
Fifth po'in out and the trunk gets popped （gets popped）
These ****** schemin on my young hoe
****** so gung-ho ***** can't let me go （let me go）
I bring the ***** value up ten times （uhh）
It's goin higher everytime I write another line
I get my paper in the streets
Big *******, grip grain and pimp the lane （pimp the lane）
I really miss Robert Davis
I'm reppin for ya baby leave these ****** on the pavement
I got the grill on the front, trunk steady hummin
I fell in love with my chrome plated woman
The grill on the front, trunk steady hummin
I fell in love with my chrome plated woman
The grill on the front, trunk steady hummin
I fell in love with my chrome plated woman
The grill on the front, trunk steady hummin
I fell in love with my chrome plated woman
Well let me introduce ya to the baddest ***** alive
Can't nothin **** wit her （wit her） when I put her in drive
Other hoes got fo' shoes, but mine got five （she got five）
And got the hood buzzin like a beehive
She's immaculately dressed, with good hygiene
Take a bath everyday, cause she gots to stay clean
I wipe her down slow with a real soft rag
Now she lookin so good （good） a ***** gots to brag （I gots to brag）
When we pull up my ***** we stop to show
You probably kill yourself when you see the suicide do'
In the summertime she might come outside without a top （without a top）
And one look'll make a ***** mouth drop （ya mouth drop）
We don't stop we keep it rollin like a ball
With a ***** this bad, how could a ***** take a fall?
Naw she ain't for y'all, you gots to get your own
Just make sho' that she's covered in chrome, c'mon
On the highway （way） livin the fly way （fly way）
***** on my hood, guidin my way （uhh）
Money on the nightstand, never did lay （lay）
True to the game, I put that on P.A.
P.A. - still gettin sucked under the street lights （uhh）
And ***** it sho' feel good when you're livin right （livin right）
Eatin right （eatin right） ****in right （uhh）
Steady pimpin *****es through my website
So get your head right （head right） and get your bread right （bread right）
Cause babygirl'll hit you in your chest dead right
Have it on your mind cause she'll put it in your heart
The game'll be over 'fore the motor even start
With the brand new parts （WHAT） got them boys eruptin
But don't call it plastic surgery, it's body sculptin
Take a old school give it new car sense
And then I don't regret one **********in dollar I spent mayne ~!
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