Chamillionaire - Time Machine Freemix lyrics

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Chamillionaire - Time Machine Freemix lyrics

[Hook - Big K.R.I.T] In my time machine, yea I ride, clean Marinate the scene with my high beams Candy coated dreams, whenever I, lean Take me forward far, this ain't just my car This my time machine (take me way back) This my time machine (take me way back) This my time machine (take me way back) Take me far and far, this ain't just my car This my time machine [Verse 1 - Big K.R.I.T] Take me way back Scarface in our tapedeck Ridin' with my poppa, rockin' a starter and some gray sweats Gave me game as we roll down the 8th street n***as out here flexin', don't be stressing what you can't be And don't be vouchin', don't believe in what you can't see Unless it's God, dont be borrowin' cause ain't sh** free You got your family and your friends when you need relief There'll come a time when I can't be there when you need me He lean't my seat back (way, way, back) When it come to music yea you need that Forever in the cut where you be at Forgive and forget, your anger leave that Don't be wasting time, Cause time is all you have Don't be chasing hoes, Boy go chase this cash I can't say no mo', you'll learn it on your own I couldn't understand it then But you know that I'm grown [Hook] [Verse 2 - Chamillionaire] Uh, Uh Hold up I just wanna say what's up to the women they discuss Ain't no rust, you can never say it's lust This the only dame I trust, Ain't it plush You can see the painted struts Got the naked lady just painted up This ain't no Mercedes cause, bet it make your baby blush Coats of candy got 'em saying I'm, delicious Every woman on her knees that's looking up, is not religious And I feel like Master P had me not taking minor digits If you ain't about this life then close your pipe and mind your, business Screw taught us stay authentic and they gon' love your jams Watts taught us gotta keep on mashin' and we gon' run the land J prince and Drake are the reasons you had to become a fan And the only way we ain't gon' win is when we under planned Throw a prayer up for Japan, I swear the daily news be having me trippin' Everybody that got a cross hanging off they neck is not a Christian When the police pull you over they'll say you fit the, description Bun B that's our O.G., R.I.P Pimp C feel like I'm with him When I'm in my time machine [Hook - Big K.R.I.T] [Verse 3 - Big K.R.I.T] Take me way back, fitted with a wave cap Brushing in the hallway trying to keep these waves flat Broads come and go rarely would they f** with me My brother was a player I was favorite off many streets Learning who's paying dudes made myself a name Laughing at these cape crusader's savors 'cause these n***as lame Hand cuffin', claim they lovin' on a freaky thang She a bopper I got partnas that done ran a train We play the game Even as a youngster knew I'd be a king Told them non-believers I would never changed Mississippi is where I'm from and that the sh** I claim It's funny how they flock when they heard you got that knot Wouldn't bust it open now they dying to set it, out Down to hit my couch, get off in their mind Like Im a fall in love, Take ‘em back in time [Hook - Big K.R.I.T] [Verse 4 - Chamillionaire] Hold up mayne I just had to bring it back For the day I seen this lac Cleanish lac, had to spend some g's and stacks Told me I could keep the tax C was back, told me that he needed that Knew that it would be respect I don't need the check You can have the keys with that Ready then I beat it chad Ghetto yea I guess that I forgot to mention I'm a legend when ya see me you salute stand at attention You could hope that I go broke till 40 caddy got me rentin' But ya prolly never see it like amber rose extensions I started makin dollars speakin outta pen That was ninety eight and I still got partners that's still ain't out the pen Now they sayin obama got osama if they got em damn I know it's some soldiers in the sky that'll live to see us win Send a voice sent up to them and bust a shot in the sky if you got your clip in And chunk the deuce to tila, taquila had them ladies strippin Can't forget about ballin g why ya'll an me was space age pimpin' And it's nothin but country tunes that pop music is always missin' When your in my time machine [Hook - Big K.R.I.T]

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