Here Lizard, Lizard, Lizard
Uh, it's the almighty King Koopa
Chameleon and a color -changing lizard
The mixtape messiah
Please stand for the ghetto
national anthem
Let's go
Man, forget what them boys is talking about
I'm true, I'm true
Your bottom swings, your grip and grind
I do, I do
Your candy red, your candy blue
Your poppin' drum,
your jammin' screw
Don't know about you, but I'm true
Forget what them boys is talking about
I'm true, so, I'm so
Your bottom swings, your grip and grind
I do, I do, you're candy red,
you're candy blue
You're poppin' truth,
you're jammin' smooth
We don't know about you,
but I'm true, I'm true
Forget what these boys is talkin' bout
We white boys dyin' in South Park on MLK
On Sunday we climb from
the streets of Antoine
To the homestead hoods
from Mo' City to Study Wood
It's all good,
I'm ridin' on platinum gray
With zero in trade, gon' let the top dine
It's a beautiful day,
haters jealous on the sidelines
Runnin' they mouth, cause I roll with T .I .P.,
the king of the south
Name what it do, baby, it's your girl Shay
The ghetto princess of the south,
and I never been faked
I stay true to G .O .D.,
yeah, you know about me
I got shot one time,
but I'm still here to see
Another day in the eights,
so I'm like, what it do?
Take a moment of silence,
but screw
Leader made show, flyin' off the shelf
I ain't gotta say I'm true,
cause truth speak for itself
Baby, what them boys is talking bout?
I'm true, I'm true
You ride the swings, you gripping grain,
I do, I do
You're candy red,
you're candy blue
You're popping trunk,
you're jamming screw
Don't know about you,
but I'm true, I'm true
Baby, what them boys is talking bout?
I'm true, I'm so, I'm so true ride the swings,
you're gripping grain, I do, I do
You're candy red,
you're candy blue
You're popping trunk,
you're jamming screw
Don't know about you,
but I'm true, I'm true
If they say I'm the greatest of all time
And I say who, and they say you
If she's a dime, tell her I'm fine
and she'll say true, true
Turn up the bang and
get into something,
color changing the rims, dude
Sound like a train,
cause when I stop,
they be like choo, choo, choo
And I'm thuggin' too, homie,
the heater kinda like Al
Bundy's hand
Believe me, every time you see me,
it's gon' be in her pants
If I do a crime and you snitch,
homie, the heater will snitch too
Cause if the police come around,
it'll be pointin' at you
Somebody get mouth -to -mouth
to this mic after it melt
Cause the only rapper out rappin' me
is me, after myself
I hope you internet thugs
that will swear that I ain't the tightest
Have cyber sex with Cedar
until you catch a virus
Why is he sayin' this?
To piss boys off
I officially claim myself
the rap king of the South
They say I'm the greatest of all time,
and I say who?
And they say you, and I say nah
Give that title to the late and
great DJ Scrooge
Man, forget what them
boys is talkin' bout,
I'm true, I'm true
You ridin' swings,
you grippin' grain, I do, I do
You candy red, you candy blue,
you poppin' trunk,
you jammin' screw
Don't know about you,
but I'm true, true
Forget what them boys is talking about,
I'm true
So, I'm so in true
I do, I do
Your candy red, your candy blue,
your poppin' true
Your jam is cool
Don't know about you, but I'm true, true
The definition of a pimp is
Cause I ain't doing shit for free
I got my own label,
now if you ain't heard it
Now me and Will chasing a Skrill
We pulling up on chrome wheels
Your royalty check looking
like my phone bill
With the cappin' bitches,
snappin' paparazzi, follow me
Yeah, I'm platinum,
I'll slap him if he smoke up all my weed
I love to speed on dozen streets,
just leave the club with me
Snitches mean muggin' me,
don't make me blow up
They the fool, that is my family,
that's where they pay my salary
A lot of niggas say they true,
but man, they live in fantasy
Say anything on ACD
so they can receive a fee
Niggas ain't really true,
at least not to me
I'ma stay true, if I'm paid in partial too
If I'm paid in full, man,
I'ma still roll with my crew
Do or die, all for one,
one for all's the way we roll
I'm stayin' true,
it's the only life I know
What he with them boys is
talkin' bout,
I'm true, I'm true
Your body swings,
your grip and grain, I do, I do
Your candy red,
your candy blue,
your poppin' trunk
Your jammin' screw
don't know about you,
but I'm true
What he with them boys is talkin' bout,
I'm true, so, I'm so true
body swings, your grip and grain,
I do, I do
You're candy red, you're candy blue
You're poppin' trunks,
you're jammin' school
Don't know about you, but I'm true
You
