Runnin The Game Lyrics - Chamillionaire

[Chamillionaire] 

You can lick the dick on a stick 

If you don't think that I'm the ish 

You mad 'cause you suck like some lips on a big tit 

Hoe? No, I'ma laugh 

Ice clearer then fiber glass 

Bootleggers without a lab 

Don't hide 'cause we'll ya ass 

Chamillion is kinda mad 

I'm rich like I'ma crab 

Make niggas rewind it fast 

Tow-trucks wanna sign my ass 

So much..ice on my chest 

under my nose, on my golds 

These hoes be thinkin' I was raised by rich eskimo's 

I'ma walkin' Fort Knox 

Oops, my fork dropped 

It's okay, I ride more chops then chop-sticks and porkchops 

At a chinese buffet, trickin' tricks you got to get 

No respect, never let sooo you can't have her set 

Her boyfriend talkin' bout, "Hey, where that bastard went" 

When I grab ya ass and then act like it was a accident 

I'ma walkin' accident 'cause everywhere I go I wreck 

I'm as throwed as what ya throw to your pet when playin' fetch 

Wanna crawl off that wet, I see a goofy group of groupies 

'cause you wrapped in Coogi and Gucci don't mean you ain't a hoochie 

Salute me when you see me, play fetch with fake breasts 

All day at my rich swishahouse, niggas to raise the bets 

Watch when Lil' Wayne get mad if I said I make fresh 

give me all his beats, lunch money and paycheck 

Yes, damn that was what I was gonna say next 

But nevermind rewind to where I was talkin' bout fake breasts 

Believe I keep heat and got bullets that heat seek 

My beeper got more beeps then a Bentley horn, *beep beep* 

My pager got more pages then a Webster's Dictionary 

I pull more work in a busy gravedigger in a cemetary 

Nigga you got beef? *Powww* we ate flesh 

Nigga who that gotta deep-hole in ya A-Virex 

Got her bouncin' like fake checks 

So doin' the face sex 

'cause I'm the throwdest to ever wreck and kill tape decks