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- UGK - Chrome Plated Woman Lyrics
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- [Pimp C]
- Chamillion gave me the bitch, she was already a star (star)
- Now all these niggaz wanna fuck my car
- She a video hoe, the bitch 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 bitch, pussy wet, five screens (five screens)
- Now watch her fat ass drop (drop)
- Fifth po'in out and the trunk gets popped (gets popped)
- These niggaz schemin on my young hoe
- Niggaz so gung-ho bitch can't let me go (let me go)
- I bring the bitch value up ten times (uhh)
- It's goin higher everytime I write another line
- I get my paper in the streets
- Big cocaine, grip grain and pimp the lane (pimp the lane)
- I really miss Robert Davis
- I'm reppin for ya baby leave these niggaz on the pavement
- [Chorus: Pimp C]
- 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
- [Bun B]
- Well let me introduce ya to the baddest bitch alive
- Can't nothin fuck 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 nigga gots to brag (I gots to brag)
- When we pull up my nigga 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 nigga mouth drop (ya mouth drop)
- We don't stop we keep it rollin like a ball
- With a bitch this bad, how could a nigga 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
- [Chorus]
- [singer] + (Pimp C)
- On the highway (way) livin the fly way (fly way)
- Bitch 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.
- [Pimp C]
- P.A. - still gettin sucked under the street lights (uhh)
- And nigga it sho' feel good when you're livin right (livin right)
- Eatin right (eatin right) fuckin right (uhh)
- Steady pimpin bitches through my website
- [Bun B]
- 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 motherfuckin dollar I spent mayne~!
- [Chorus]
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