Love My Whip lyrics

[Intro: Lord Infamous]
Man, this was so spectacular
The whip gang, Club House Click
Chamillitary (What up Infamous)
Yours truly, Lord Infamous
My man T-Rock, II Tone Gangsta
Black Rain, it's insane
Man you gon' love the thing
Be with it, roll with it or get rolled over
Yeah (E-E-Enigma)

[Verse 1: Chamillionare]
Got a Cadillac that's on swang and I painted that like cocaine
I'm like matter of fact the beat in the back'll cause cataracts to yo brain
And yo Candylac is so plain, if it ain't attached to no swang
I be like matter of fact I need candy wrap with that Candylac, that's no stain
Run up on me with yo piece and that's where you gon' rest at
Rest in, rip that, press the *poof* - that's fast
And you know my place ain't Texas but I should go get jet tags
So much room in the c*ckpit that my wind gon' give you jet lag
And I'm comin' through with somethin' brandnew
And I got to drop the top cause you know how a playa do
And I'm super cool (super cool) see me on some chrome shoes
When you do it big as me it ain't no way you gon' lose
Big pappi, limbs choppy, wanna do a big 'ol head copy
Way over on the next block and I bet ya boys gon' hear about me
Never sloppy, I'm still c*cky, still best one known, my ring rocky
My wrist rocky, yo chick jock me so much that I call her disc jockey
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[Verse 2: T-Rock]
This for them slab riders, fast drivers, take a good look when I pass by ya
All day gettin' lean like the Eiffeltower
I'm throwed off, caked up, blazed up and dranked up
Got a blue and white impala on them choppers with them grey glasses
Smoke torches, push Porsches, capture the moment, take a portrait
I zoom by you like speed alliance somethin' with 400 horses

[Verse 3: II Tone]
When I speak women listen, I don't wanna be a star
It's my swag [?] game or it could be the car
Windows teinted, don't look in it, got the law so sick
A memphis felon down in Texas now I'm comin back for bricks
As I smoke and choke, slip and slide big booty b*tch ride
Candy paint, [?], slow it on down with the purple drank
Chrome shoe, [?] seat got my future bright
Turf for what it's worth, she better have my money right

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[Verse 4: Lord Infamous]
BLAY!
I am Lord Infamous, call me a nefarious fool for this one, I'ma tear it all down
[?] four times [?] town
If it's [?] smoke me a deuce
[?] we hop in the Chevy and scoot, got yo broad gettin' loose
Uh smoke in the ride, smoke in my eyes, smoke from the tires
Mane I despise these butterflies but you can catch the next one floatin' on by
My ride is so mysterious, yo gal is lookin' curious
Her man is gettin' furious, he 'bout to go delirious
I'm [?], he 'bout to catch his period
Cause never could he deal with us, mane it's so ridiculous
The Escalade sleigh on the blade, choppin' on a blade
Got the razor blade on the plate, heat up all the day
[?] mane he got a bag, looks like a fag
Houston we have lift off, the whole galaxy 'bout to catch a contact
It's the mack attack, got the (?), swangin' (?) on the chrome lips
Watch the paint drip, flop and flip, she love my whip