Track Wrecka (feat Lil Flip)

Chamillionaire - Track Wrecka (feat Lil Flip) Lyrics

[Intro: Lil' Flip]Yessir(Yessir)Come on(Uh)We back once againTag team, you ain't dreamingIt's Lil Gates and (Chamillitary Mayne)Ha, ha, yeah man, this what the fans wantThey want the hear a bread winner spit it(let's get into man)Track WreckasHotter than black peppers(let's go)[Verse: Lil' Flip]When I pull up in that Maybach with my pistol on myseatI got a wake up with that R.I.and the grape Swisher SweetsI skeet skeet then beep beep I drop em hog then I'mgone And since my slab a brown whipI call it Indiana Jones Get it?A brown whip, ah fuck it y'all rappers too slowI'm dirty dancing with the freaks in the new VogueBig licker, green swishers got the club stankyA Bentley on Yankees but it's fifty on my bank itI let y'all borrow my swag ya outta thank meI blow rooters like toobers you try to gank meYou can't be serious, Houston ain't finishedHow was that when I made a half of meal on my teeth?I got that Geena Green bread, that Martha Stewart cashAnd when I'm at high rollers they bring my money and clear bagsThe vet black since I visited the same colorWe lethal weapons are real, man I'm Danny Glover[Hook - Turn it up sample x2: Chamillionaire]Check out my track record, they say I'm a track wreckaCheck out my track record, they say I'm a track wreckaCheck out my track record, they say I'm a track wreckaHotter than a black pepper, now that I am back niggaHere lizard, lizard, lizard[Verse: Chamillinoaire]I might pull my cash out make a bank teller pass outCause I get mo bank than an armor truck on it's last roughtHol' up, Flip goin get'cha Aston out I'm a pull out the JagThat's mo swag than a V.M.A. end of the party bandI'm getting cash you ain't with it I ain't try'na talkI don't compute cause most of these rappers MicrosoftIt isn't safe just cause my safe looking just like a vaultSomebody rob Ford Nox (and it's looking like I'm cost)Turn up my four-fifteens, I'm swangin' like a swingMy Lincoln took a leak I guess is it too much supremeIt's looking candy green, I think it's gasolineIf it ain't gas it's lean, I think my slab a fiendAnd I already put three slabs in rehabEach Jag is overdosed to each classMy E-class, my S-class, my V-classThey all wanna be bad kids and be fast[Hook - Turn it up sample: Chamillionaire]Check out my track record, they say I'm a track wreckaCheck out my track record, check out my track wreckaCheck out my track record, they say I'm a track wreckaHotter than a black pepper, now that I am back nigga[Lil' Flip]Front, back, and side to sideMan I hate that my homeboy Pimp C diedAnd Bun B I got'cha back when it's time to rideThey wanna cut my wings because I'm so fly[Chamillionaire]Ha, ha,The paint is wined out, ya fo's is glasshouseWineberry overload it's Amy wined outY'all at the center the Roster and I doubtThat this rocket in my pocket don't make it while trying outLike POW[Hook - Turn it up sample: Chamillionaire]Check out my track record, they say I'm a track wreckaCheck out my track record, check out my track recordCheck out my track record, they say I'm a track wreckaHotter than a black pepper, now that I am back nigga