Chamillionaire: Got a lot of options

[Intro/Chorus - Chamillionaire]Uh Huuuh!I got the thugs body rockin'Girls body flockin'I ain't trippin still got a spot to put the glock inBlades steady choppin'Boppa's steady boppin'Got a lot of ladies yeah i got a lot of optionsI got the thugs body rockin'Girls body flockin'Clothes lookin' throwed like i just came back from shoppin'Blades steady choppin'Boppa's steady boppin'Got a lot of ladies yeah i got a lot of options[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]Baby all i know is im on 4'sAnd this candy over silver sprayed on all my doorsThese brauds steady tellin me my car so throwedBut my patna hopped right out and picked the braud i chooseBeat up in a slab tv screens steady fallin'Lookin for some chicks and big business to get involved inUse to be on 4's had them swangas steady crawlin' (4 real)Use to hit that cappa and that classic in new orleansI took the doo-rag of the braids but i cant see a thangSun is out but it look dark in my new set of versace shadesBoys wonderin' and tryin' to count what i done madeCause my pockets lookin' pudgy and my jordan's lookin' swayedDarlin' im afraid that somethin isnt rightShe keeps sayin that im cool but she keeps sayin she a dikeHow do i persuade the braud to take the pipeTell her get off from my swangas or get plumin' in your life[Chorus][Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]Wanna be's throwin' ones tryin' to show that they makin cashLookin' stupid than a mother all though it'll raise ya tabsCause the vehicles and jewelry we got is way mo' advancedThere's more colors in a watch than a set of jamaican flagsPick it all up in bags the promoters like make it fastCause here comes another monsoon and these boys is goin' make it lastY'all hit the club tryin' to act like ya poppin' tagsHit the club and ya new clothes and you know you goin' take it backIma fly rides owner ain't no need to take a cabCause the key ain't nothin' to me i got cars so just take the slabSay you doin' it bigger it trip us so they can laughCause i done ran threw way mo' numbers than student's can do in math40 large in my pocket's is causin' my pants to sagStill in love with my money like i use to say in the pastWho can do it better is the question they hate to askWalk right out ya conversation and hope that it make ya mad[Chorus]