[Chorus:]
If you ain't never spent tonight with me then try it
Cause she can't be too fast with too much speed and mileage
The ugly one always talking like she the hottest
But we ain't never tripping we b g's about it
I'm getting knowledge just like I got b's in college
You know she almost fainted when she seen my closet
And if you just like me you give her d deposit
So she ain't bring a friend then she should think about it
[Verse 1:]
Hold up
Got so many cars see em soon as I walk out a dow
Whole bunch of colors and my view like a calatascope
Women in the kitchen making grits and cutting antachokes
Plus they watching movies I ain't with that parry tyler tho
Baby girl your face is cute I don't know bout that body tho
I would love to stay n chat but money talks I gotta show
Gotta few that creo but they don't be jammin zotico
They be jammin that koopa and say that boy z-ro gotta flow
Shout out to my hoes in dallas got some girls in funky town
Dropped that major pain they say that pain what they be bumping now
They used to jam them other boys, them other boys be suckin now
I ain't even gonna tell em what this girl is sucking nooow
Bust it out then I'm gon bust it in
I can't stand when she tryna she can't because her friend
Don't be a follower just swallow up this cup of gin
And you know where to meet me ring the bell n I'm gon buzz ya in
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Say she ain't a groupie but say she want an autograph
I just want some knowledge just point me to where your college at
Got some andre n 3000 it's like I was part of kast
If you get too drunk then get a driver and go call a cab
Knew that she was wasted she askin me to buy the tabs
Saw another bad one but her man had saw I spotted dat
Then she turned and looked at me and really that's what got em mad
He gon mess around n get beat up in need of body casts
When I'm gettin choose what they be expecting me to do
Met a bougie chick that's tellin me that she don't need a boo
Take a look at you then take a good look at my vehicle
What I'm driving make me feel like I should be conceited too
Got a army you know the chamillitary hold it down
Hit the after party call it work and call it overtime
You can't see how I be shining baby then ya know ya blind
Gotta attitude but get a pass because ya know your fine
[Chorus]
My Toy Soldier lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Intro:]
My toy soldier, call me when it's time to
Call me when it's time to playyy
And just tell me where to go, go, go, go
[Verse 1:]
Said that they was sisters it was keisha and amanda
One's a scorpio the other said she was a cancer
One's a bartender other says she was a dancer
Well I'm the general introduce me as the commander
What you gettin into I said nothing to substancial
We just asking you cause we thought you would give an answer
I'm like maybe baby but I think I need examples
That's what we tryin to do but you won't give us both a chance ta,
One to take the handle, one to get it damper
Got to be official first you know I got to stamp ya
Come sit on my lap and get a present like I'm santa
She in all black and cobbin on the wood just like a panther
[Chorus:]
My toy soldier, call up when it's time to
Call up when it's time to playyy, heeeyy eyy
Just say I'll be on my wayyy
My toy soldier, call up when it's time to
Call up when it's time to playyy, heeeyy eyyy
Just say I'll be on my way
[Verse 2:]
Hold up mayne, she just sit back and watch her friend
Do her job then she switches
Feel like kamasutra she massage with deep kisses
My genie is a bottle she say I get 3 wishes
Well my first is get it wet then clean it up like deep dishes
Knowledge super wet you can call that brainstorming
Always tell me I'm the best I confess it's great scrotum
I ain't paying for no sex ya'll get played like beethoven
Call her up then she collect you call that pay phone and
I'm like what the hel you mean she ain't trippin if I choose her
Gotta lot of bread that's why always keep a toaster
Look at these two stripper poles that I got for ya
You and your girl can dance on em we can call that bi polar
Then she turned and asked me whatchu wiping off the desk for
Cause I'm your professor and tonight I'm bout to test ya
Ice in her mouth and a cup I left on the dresser
Brain freeze she turned me to the nutty professor
Tryin to keep composure sped up like a motor
Her friend behind that line I make em pick just like a voter
Told her take it slower knew that it was over
When she wrapped around it and she squeezed it like a cobra
[Chorus:]
Toy soldier my, my toy soldier
When it goes dowwnn
Toy soldier, it goes go, go, go, go
My toy soldier, call me when it's time to
Call me when it's time to playyy
And just tell me where to go, go, go, go
[Verse 1:]
Said that they was sisters it was keisha and amanda
One's a scorpio the other said she was a cancer
One's a bartender other says she was a dancer
Well I'm the general introduce me as the commander
What you gettin into I said nothing to substancial
We just asking you cause we thought you would give an answer
I'm like maybe baby but I think I need examples
That's what we tryin to do but you won't give us both a chance ta,
One to take the handle, one to get it damper
Got to be official first you know I got to stamp ya
Come sit on my lap and get a present like I'm santa
She in all black and cobbin on the wood just like a panther
[Chorus:]
My toy soldier, call up when it's time to
Call up when it's time to playyy, heeeyy eyy
Just say I'll be on my wayyy
My toy soldier, call up when it's time to
Call up when it's time to playyy, heeeyy eyyy
Just say I'll be on my way
[Verse 2:]
Hold up mayne, she just sit back and watch her friend
Do her job then she switches
Feel like kamasutra she massage with deep kisses
My genie is a bottle she say I get 3 wishes
Well my first is get it wet then clean it up like deep dishes
Knowledge super wet you can call that brainstorming
Always tell me I'm the best I confess it's great scrotum
I ain't paying for no sex ya'll get played like beethoven
Call her up then she collect you call that pay phone and
I'm like what the hel you mean she ain't trippin if I choose her
Gotta lot of bread that's why always keep a toaster
Look at these two stripper poles that I got for ya
You and your girl can dance on em we can call that bi polar
Then she turned and asked me whatchu wiping off the desk for
Cause I'm your professor and tonight I'm bout to test ya
Ice in her mouth and a cup I left on the dresser
Brain freeze she turned me to the nutty professor
Tryin to keep composure sped up like a motor
Her friend behind that line I make em pick just like a voter
Told her take it slower knew that it was over
When she wrapped around it and she squeezed it like a cobra
[Chorus:]
Toy soldier my, my toy soldier
When it goes dowwnn
Toy soldier, it goes go, go, go, go
Stay Screwed N Chopped lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Intro:]
I'm about to lose my mind
I've being doing this so looong
Why they stay talking dowwwn
Like stay screwed n' chopped up
Stay screwed n' chopped up
Mayne stay screwed n' chopped up, chopped up
And slow it down one more time
[Verse 1:]
Picture a world with no hater's mayne I can only imagine
All this success I'm grabbing
Hate they don't have what I'm havin
I heard a clown say he mad and felt like I left screw abandoned
And also said that the white boy that's on my left wasn't jammin
And where were you when slim thugga
Purchased his first set of davins
Where were you when the world was tellin us this couldn't happen
Now all the wood that I'm grabbing my caddy
Look like a cabin and yea I did it rapping
Reason you didn't is yapping
They thought that cleving and acrum was super easy we packed in
A bunch of cd's with wrapping it wasn't easy to track em
Looks super easy we stacking but wasn't't easy what happened
Is all the leechers attached and they started reaching n jacking
Ask me how many bootleggers we had to run up n handle
Ask me how many flute tellers we had ta come n dismantle
So when you see me out standing there like a boss in the flesh
You ain't got to get on your knees but just know that you have blessed, I feel like
[Chorus:]
I'm about to lose my mind
I've being doing this so loong
And boys stay talking downnnn
Like stay screwed n' chopped up
Stay screwed n' chopped up
Mayne stay screwed n' chopped up, chopped up
And slow it down one more time
[Verse 2:]
Uh, what you mean
I already did my thing
I forever be the king
Just like the name on that black women in swimsuit magazine
Stay hopping out of my porsche puttin these boys under my wing
I taught you how to be safer when the industry tried to break ya, showed ya to watch out for fakers
And taught you how not to date her
I got it from master p and j. prince, d-rek, tony draper
Then I used it just to get paper
Then sit court side for the lakers
What the hell is ya'll saying
I got a ring that say kiss me
Only a loser would diss me
Like he ain't being watching history
I held it down for h the banner first said missippipi
And held it down for you losers
When they was in chucks and dickies
Rapping backwards on rap city
Yea that was all in the past
But I don't see noone right now that's bad enough to take all this cash that's right in my path
New artist yea they might tell ya you gifted
But you better not get this game twisted cause that will get you evicted get out cause
[Chorus]
Ahhhhhh one more timmmmee
Hmmmmmm like stay screwed n chopped up
Stay screwed n chopped up
Mayne stay screwed n chopped up, chopped up
And slow it down one more time
I'm about to lose my mind
I've being doing this so looong
Why they stay talking dowwwn
Like stay screwed n' chopped up
Stay screwed n' chopped up
Mayne stay screwed n' chopped up, chopped up
And slow it down one more time
[Verse 1:]
Picture a world with no hater's mayne I can only imagine
All this success I'm grabbing
Hate they don't have what I'm havin
I heard a clown say he mad and felt like I left screw abandoned
And also said that the white boy that's on my left wasn't jammin
And where were you when slim thugga
Purchased his first set of davins
Where were you when the world was tellin us this couldn't happen
Now all the wood that I'm grabbing my caddy
Look like a cabin and yea I did it rapping
Reason you didn't is yapping
They thought that cleving and acrum was super easy we packed in
A bunch of cd's with wrapping it wasn't easy to track em
Looks super easy we stacking but wasn't't easy what happened
Is all the leechers attached and they started reaching n jacking
Ask me how many bootleggers we had to run up n handle
Ask me how many flute tellers we had ta come n dismantle
So when you see me out standing there like a boss in the flesh
You ain't got to get on your knees but just know that you have blessed, I feel like
[Chorus:]
I'm about to lose my mind
I've being doing this so loong
And boys stay talking downnnn
Like stay screwed n' chopped up
Stay screwed n' chopped up
Mayne stay screwed n' chopped up, chopped up
And slow it down one more time
[Verse 2:]
Uh, what you mean
I already did my thing
I forever be the king
Just like the name on that black women in swimsuit magazine
Stay hopping out of my porsche puttin these boys under my wing
I taught you how to be safer when the industry tried to break ya, showed ya to watch out for fakers
And taught you how not to date her
I got it from master p and j. prince, d-rek, tony draper
Then I used it just to get paper
Then sit court side for the lakers
What the hell is ya'll saying
I got a ring that say kiss me
Only a loser would diss me
Like he ain't being watching history
I held it down for h the banner first said missippipi
And held it down for you losers
When they was in chucks and dickies
Rapping backwards on rap city
Yea that was all in the past
But I don't see noone right now that's bad enough to take all this cash that's right in my path
New artist yea they might tell ya you gifted
But you better not get this game twisted cause that will get you evicted get out cause
[Chorus]
Ahhhhhh one more timmmmee
Hmmmmmm like stay screwed n chopped up
Stay screwed n chopped up
Mayne stay screwed n chopped up, chopped up
And slow it down one more time
Forever Be A King Break lyrics - Chamillionaire
What'chu, uhh, what'chu mean-ah?
We'll forever be some kings
When you accomplish a certain amount
You'll look around and people will tell you, that you changed
But I look around and EVERYBODY'S lookin strange
The whole game is strange
See, one time, my publicist Nancy called me
And asked me if I wanted to do an interview with XXL
Even though she already knew what I was gon' say
The interview was about
Houston artists not doin it as big as they used to
Houston artists not bein as hot
Screw Music not bein as hot
I know you're doin your job but, why don't we do an interview about
how all y'all used to be all on our DICK!
Y'all used to be wearin grills, tryin to look like us
Walkin around like CLOWNS, some of y'all still are
Maybe we should do an interview about
why everybody's still swipin our style!
I know she probably didn't tell 'em what I said
but, now you know, ha ha ha
I'm about to lose my mind
I've been doin this so long, and boys they talkin down
Now I stay screwed and chopped up, stay screwed and chopped up
Mayne stay screwed and chopped up, chopped up
And slow it down, one mo' tiiiime
We'll forever be some kings
When you accomplish a certain amount
You'll look around and people will tell you, that you changed
But I look around and EVERYBODY'S lookin strange
The whole game is strange
See, one time, my publicist Nancy called me
And asked me if I wanted to do an interview with XXL
Even though she already knew what I was gon' say
The interview was about
Houston artists not doin it as big as they used to
Houston artists not bein as hot
Screw Music not bein as hot
I know you're doin your job but, why don't we do an interview about
how all y'all used to be all on our DICK!
Y'all used to be wearin grills, tryin to look like us
Walkin around like CLOWNS, some of y'all still are
Maybe we should do an interview about
why everybody's still swipin our style!
I know she probably didn't tell 'em what I said
but, now you know, ha ha ha
I'm about to lose my mind
I've been doin this so long, and boys they talkin down
Now I stay screwed and chopped up, stay screwed and chopped up
Mayne stay screwed and chopped up, chopped up
And slow it down, one mo' tiiiime
Tone For Life lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Famous)
[Intro]
I do need to do that
["Famous" echoes]
[Famous]
Uhh, fly with the stars cause I'm high
So high Lord will I survive?
I believe that kush is my prize
When I pine, best believe it's the fire
Don't worry about me, I wanna get higher
Now pass that Sweet, and pass that lighter
Y'all my sons, J.R., no Ryder
Sucker MC's outta call me sire
Uh, I'm so San Anton' I'm king
I only gave, you a crown just to shoot it out the beam
Gave San Anton' my dream
That's on e'rythang, spit fire that you niggaz can't exting-
-guish that you could fuck with me but you cain't
Thinkin that we on the same level but we ain't
Let's see how vivid of a picture I can paint
So you really understand the position that I rank
First solo mixtape, that's me
Empire of the whole 3D, let's see oh
Free live, O-R-I-P-C
F e'rybody else, you bet' not diss me
I just got a call from my nigga Kill Zone
He say "Fame, CNL, why you not in the Tone?"
I gotta man up, get in my zone
Just know when I come home kinfolk it's on
I been around the world, y'all been around the state
Boys always say they hungry why they never got a plate?
So before you try and tell 'em that I'm fake
You should save I saved the tone and I really need a cake
Bitch!
[Chorus]
You know that I'ma rep this Tone shit for life
For life, for life
You'll never blow because yo' lyrics ain't tight
Ain't tight, ain't tight
I'm so official other rappers just hype
Just hype, just hype
Y'all gettin left I'm gettin all the way right
Way right, way right
[Outro: Famous singing]
Yeah; I'm on that Tone shit
Still in the zone bitch
And I be on my grind
All of that hating
I don't condone it
You know the whole city's mine
You know that I'ma rep this Tone shit for life
For life, for life
These other niggaz out here ain't livin right
Livin right, livin right
I do need to do that
["Famous" echoes]
[Famous]
Uhh, fly with the stars cause I'm high
So high Lord will I survive?
I believe that kush is my prize
When I pine, best believe it's the fire
Don't worry about me, I wanna get higher
Now pass that Sweet, and pass that lighter
Y'all my sons, J.R., no Ryder
Sucker MC's outta call me sire
Uh, I'm so San Anton' I'm king
I only gave, you a crown just to shoot it out the beam
Gave San Anton' my dream
That's on e'rythang, spit fire that you niggaz can't exting-
-guish that you could fuck with me but you cain't
Thinkin that we on the same level but we ain't
Let's see how vivid of a picture I can paint
So you really understand the position that I rank
First solo mixtape, that's me
Empire of the whole 3D, let's see oh
Free live, O-R-I-P-C
F e'rybody else, you bet' not diss me
I just got a call from my nigga Kill Zone
He say "Fame, CNL, why you not in the Tone?"
I gotta man up, get in my zone
Just know when I come home kinfolk it's on
I been around the world, y'all been around the state
Boys always say they hungry why they never got a plate?
So before you try and tell 'em that I'm fake
You should save I saved the tone and I really need a cake
Bitch!
[Chorus]
You know that I'ma rep this Tone shit for life
For life, for life
You'll never blow because yo' lyrics ain't tight
Ain't tight, ain't tight
I'm so official other rappers just hype
Just hype, just hype
Y'all gettin left I'm gettin all the way right
Way right, way right
[Outro: Famous singing]
Yeah; I'm on that Tone shit
Still in the zone bitch
And I be on my grind
All of that hating
I don't condone it
You know the whole city's mine
You know that I'ma rep this Tone shit for life
For life, for life
These other niggaz out here ain't livin right
Livin right, livin right
Wake Up Outro lyrics - Chamillionaire
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na hey
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na
They said no when I told them that
I'd find a way to get to the top
They didn't know that eventually
I'd be the one to worry about
When someone would mention me
They always try to say I would flop
But this the sound of revenge
The sound of revenge, the sound of revenge
The sound of revenge, revenge
Yeah, on the path to find out whose true
The only person you can really trust is you
And if you feel like you can't even trust you
Then you can always trust you know who
And if you don't know who you know who is
Then I feel so sorry for you
'Cause that's really the only person that can judge
And critics people that wanna see you fail
Will tell you what you can do, shouldn't do or must do
And when you got that glow
Nobody else's words can really bugs you, ha ha
Revenge has always been looked upon as a sin
And sometimes you just feel like you have to sin to win
Sometimes it sound like, it's what it coulda been
And when you get to the gates of heaven
They probably wouldn't let you in, ha ha
But to change that meaning
Of it success is what it is in the end
And instead of worrying about
What it should of could of or would it been
You turn you head towards the future and keep it movin'
You know what I'm sayin'? Well say it again
Keep it movin', you know what I'm sayin'?
Screw it then know what I'm sayin'?
If you waitin' for me to fail
Your time is running out on the glock
I'm runnin' to the finish yeah
When I get there I ain't gonna stop
Success is what I couldn't have
But now I tell them look what I got
But this the sound of revenge
The sound of revenge, the sound of revenge
The sound of revenge, revenge
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na hey
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na
The sound of revenge
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na
They said no when I told them that
I'd find a way to get to the top
They didn't know that eventually
I'd be the one to worry about
When someone would mention me
They always try to say I would flop
But this the sound of revenge
The sound of revenge, the sound of revenge
The sound of revenge, revenge
Yeah, on the path to find out whose true
The only person you can really trust is you
And if you feel like you can't even trust you
Then you can always trust you know who
And if you don't know who you know who is
Then I feel so sorry for you
'Cause that's really the only person that can judge
And critics people that wanna see you fail
Will tell you what you can do, shouldn't do or must do
And when you got that glow
Nobody else's words can really bugs you, ha ha
Revenge has always been looked upon as a sin
And sometimes you just feel like you have to sin to win
Sometimes it sound like, it's what it coulda been
And when you get to the gates of heaven
They probably wouldn't let you in, ha ha
But to change that meaning
Of it success is what it is in the end
And instead of worrying about
What it should of could of or would it been
You turn you head towards the future and keep it movin'
You know what I'm sayin'? Well say it again
Keep it movin', you know what I'm sayin'?
Screw it then know what I'm sayin'?
If you waitin' for me to fail
Your time is running out on the glock
I'm runnin' to the finish yeah
When I get there I ain't gonna stop
Success is what I couldn't have
But now I tell them look what I got
But this the sound of revenge
The sound of revenge, the sound of revenge
The sound of revenge, revenge
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na hey
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na
The sound of revenge
mixtape: "Mixtape Messiah 7" (2009) - Chamillionaire
- Famous
- Internet Thugs Attack
- 100 Million
- Best She Ever Had
- Breathe
- I Know Ya Mad
- Denzel Washington
- Day Dream
- Gucci & Fendi
- Playa Status
- This Morning
- Coming Down Candy
- Solo
- The One
- Still Hustlin
- Scratch That
- Dead Presidents
- Successful
- On The Grind
- Lonely At The Top
- Life Goes On
- Say Goodbye
- The Final Chapter 2
- Still Getting Money
- In My City Mayne
- Big Deal
- I'm 2 Good
- How We Do It
- The Realeast Eva
- Ain't Nobody
- King Of Tomorrow
- City Lights
- Just Smile
- I'm On It
Famous lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Famous)
[gunshot]
[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
(In the corridor), ya see that?
(On the wall), over there in the corner?
(Underneath the staircase), that's the Hall of Fame
(In the hall), put your picture because you're (famous)
You want it and you got it
(You know why?) because you're (famous)
You want it and you got it
(They gon' ride) because you're (famous)
You want it and you got it
And they'll try 'cause you know
[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
They gon' see the platinum pinky ring that's on your finger
They gon' see you pull up in the old school with the swangers
All your friends'll tell ya that you're goin through some changes
Tryin to count your pockets, tryin to see what your change is, 'cause you're (famous)
You want it and you got it, yeah, you got it
[Chamillionaire]
Come on man, look
You can't believe a groupie, she'll be tellin you that she wanna
Go and tell the media that you took the nookie from her
Daughter and the mother (both), smarter than a mother
Blonde is the color, dye their hair then they act like "Dumb and Dumber"
Lookin for the pipe and you just tryin to be a plumber
They got to be the DJ for them to say that you was drummer
Be famous if you wanna, you gonna be worse than Jeffrey Dahmer
Everybody wonder, how could you decapitate your Hummer?
For summer after summer, one will have to be your number
'Cause they gon' say your done if you come any number under
'Cause you're (famous), be famous if you wanna
They shootin at the club and they gonna name you as the gunner
'Cause you're (famous), be famous if you wanna
I hope you got a lawyer that could beat it like a drummer (famous)
[Famous]
Me? You know me, ha
The one, the only, hey homie
Fame ain't the problem, it's the one's that pho-ny
The game ain't the problem, just the ones be-fore me
Hate on your brothers, yet claim they O.G.'s
But deal your worst hand, who gon' fold me?
This where the platinum and gold be and Cham' told me
[Chorus - Chamillionaire (Famous)]
They gon' see the platinum pinky ring that's on your finger (I know)
They gon' see you pull up in the old school with the swangers (fo' sho)
All your friends'll tell ya that you're goin through some changes
Tryin to count your pockets (let's go), tryin to see what your change is, 'cause you're (famous)
(I'm Famous!), you want it and you got it (I got it), yeah (yeah), you got it
[Famous]
I started so, far underground, thought I'd never see the light
But I ain't even need the lime, I just had to see a mic
And now they got me in the mags, baby don't believe the hype
Catch me at award shows, boys can't perceive I'm nice
So I'm a put it in they face like proof of seein Christ
Now guess who gettin cake, need proof? You see the ice
[Chamillionaire]
Okay, okay, I see ya finally graduated up to ridin tour bus
All the groupies in it, they gon' tell you that it's the whore bus
[Famous]
Tell me how the heck can any groupie not adore us?
Hoppin out the yellow Lamborghinis with the doors up
[Chamillionaire]
Haha, you gon' be buyin Lamborghinis with your tour bucks? (yeah)
Then you'll probably say you're out of money when the tour's up (aw man)
Spend it on your jewels, your arm lookin like a cool cup
[Famous]
Man, we spend it on them tools too, naw we ain't fool-ish
'Cause God's plan man is already scripted
Can't jump the B-wagon and already missed it
Shit and if you missed it, (hey), you just missed it
Dig it? My style I already switched it (already)
Young, black and gifted
And if fame is a drug, I need the whole World addicted
[Chorus - Chamillionaire (Famous)]
They gon' see the platinum pinky ring that's on your finger (you missed it man)
They gon' see you pull up in the old school with the swangers
All your friends'll tell ya that you're goin through some changes (true)
Tryin to count your pockets, tryin to see what your change is, 'cause you're (famous)
(I'm Famous!), you want it and you got it, yeah, you got it (I'm feelin it though)
[Chamillionaire]
Look, tell the truth (truth), the game ain't as cool as I thought it'd be (straight up)
They saw me in the Forbes, everybody tellin me they diggin me
All my enemies say that a friend's what they consider me
I turn my back, they take the knife and try to stab it into me
I'm pullin 'em off the lot (where they at?), doin diddley
Squat and now I got plenty haters tryin to get at me
So what is you gonna do when they see you with me in Italy
And paparazzi pictures picture you as the epitome?
A superstar, literally, followin you like Brit-aney
How the heck you tell me you can handle that, you kiddin me?
You're famous
[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
(In the corridor), ya see that?
(On the wall), over there in the corner?
(Underneath the staircase), that's the Hall of Fame
(In the hall), put your picture because you're (famous)
You want it and you got it
(You know why?) because you're (famous)
You want it and you got it
(They gon' ride) because you're (famous)
You want it and you got it
And they'll try 'cause you know
[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
They gon' see the platinum pinky ring that's on your finger
They gon' see you pull up in the old school with the swangers
All your friends'll tell ya that you're goin through some changes
Tryin to count your pockets, tryin to see what your change is, 'cause you're (famous)
You want it and you got it, yeah, you got it
[Chamillionaire]
Come on man, look
You can't believe a groupie, she'll be tellin you that she wanna
Go and tell the media that you took the nookie from her
Daughter and the mother (both), smarter than a mother
Blonde is the color, dye their hair then they act like "Dumb and Dumber"
Lookin for the pipe and you just tryin to be a plumber
They got to be the DJ for them to say that you was drummer
Be famous if you wanna, you gonna be worse than Jeffrey Dahmer
Everybody wonder, how could you decapitate your Hummer?
For summer after summer, one will have to be your number
'Cause they gon' say your done if you come any number under
'Cause you're (famous), be famous if you wanna
They shootin at the club and they gonna name you as the gunner
'Cause you're (famous), be famous if you wanna
I hope you got a lawyer that could beat it like a drummer (famous)
[Famous]
Me? You know me, ha
The one, the only, hey homie
Fame ain't the problem, it's the one's that pho-ny
The game ain't the problem, just the ones be-fore me
Hate on your brothers, yet claim they O.G.'s
But deal your worst hand, who gon' fold me?
This where the platinum and gold be and Cham' told me
[Chorus - Chamillionaire (Famous)]
They gon' see the platinum pinky ring that's on your finger (I know)
They gon' see you pull up in the old school with the swangers (fo' sho)
All your friends'll tell ya that you're goin through some changes
Tryin to count your pockets (let's go), tryin to see what your change is, 'cause you're (famous)
(I'm Famous!), you want it and you got it (I got it), yeah (yeah), you got it
[Famous]
I started so, far underground, thought I'd never see the light
But I ain't even need the lime, I just had to see a mic
And now they got me in the mags, baby don't believe the hype
Catch me at award shows, boys can't perceive I'm nice
So I'm a put it in they face like proof of seein Christ
Now guess who gettin cake, need proof? You see the ice
[Chamillionaire]
Okay, okay, I see ya finally graduated up to ridin tour bus
All the groupies in it, they gon' tell you that it's the whore bus
[Famous]
Tell me how the heck can any groupie not adore us?
Hoppin out the yellow Lamborghinis with the doors up
[Chamillionaire]
Haha, you gon' be buyin Lamborghinis with your tour bucks? (yeah)
Then you'll probably say you're out of money when the tour's up (aw man)
Spend it on your jewels, your arm lookin like a cool cup
[Famous]
Man, we spend it on them tools too, naw we ain't fool-ish
'Cause God's plan man is already scripted
Can't jump the B-wagon and already missed it
Shit and if you missed it, (hey), you just missed it
Dig it? My style I already switched it (already)
Young, black and gifted
And if fame is a drug, I need the whole World addicted
[Chorus - Chamillionaire (Famous)]
They gon' see the platinum pinky ring that's on your finger (you missed it man)
They gon' see you pull up in the old school with the swangers
All your friends'll tell ya that you're goin through some changes (true)
Tryin to count your pockets, tryin to see what your change is, 'cause you're (famous)
(I'm Famous!), you want it and you got it, yeah, you got it (I'm feelin it though)
[Chamillionaire]
Look, tell the truth (truth), the game ain't as cool as I thought it'd be (straight up)
They saw me in the Forbes, everybody tellin me they diggin me
All my enemies say that a friend's what they consider me
I turn my back, they take the knife and try to stab it into me
I'm pullin 'em off the lot (where they at?), doin diddley
Squat and now I got plenty haters tryin to get at me
So what is you gonna do when they see you with me in Italy
And paparazzi pictures picture you as the epitome?
A superstar, literally, followin you like Brit-aney
How the heck you tell me you can handle that, you kiddin me?
You're famous
Internet Thugs Attack lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Intro - Sample from "Summer in the City" by The Lovin' Spoonful]
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck gettin dirty and gritty
I've been down, isn't it a pity?
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people lookin half dead
Walkin on the sidewalk, hotter than a match headdddd [gunshots]
[Break - Chamillionaire]
I'm gangsta, yep, you can never play me
Got the goons with me, not a Army, we a Navy
I'm gangsta, yep, you can never play me
Terrorizin suckers on the internet daily
I'm gangsta, yep, you can never play me
Log on to the 'net and I'm a be online waitin
I'm gangsta, so gangsta
I don't give a damn about these rappers, they don't pay me
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Let me set him straight
You say one more word Chamillionaire, I swear to God (God)
I'm a click this mouse pad at your career so damn hard (hard)
I'm a type this keyboard 'til you admit that you a fraud
I would post my address but I ain't tryin to catch a charge (nah)
You respond to me on Twitter, I'll let you know what it is (boy)
I don't want you to follow me 'cause you'll be all up in my biz (yeah)
I don't follow nobody that put up stuff this isn't his
I'm a steal one of them candy cars and drive it off a bridge, 'cause you weird (weird)
Always kickin knowledge like you smart (smart)
Your Twitter questions really just require too much thought (huh?)
You always tryin to brag about a purchase you just bought
I'm a disguise my screen name, so ain't no way I'm gon' get caught
When I hack into your life, you can't be snitchin at all
Naw, I'll probably chill, 'cause you'll probably call the laws
If you ever went to jail, they'll probably get up in your drawers
I don't want to look like I'm gay, so everyday I say "pause"
Nah, you don't want no problems boy
I had a 100,000 views on WorldStar before
I should probably pull my weapon out on camera more
Ain't a sucker on the internet I can't destroy
[Break - Chamillionaire]
'Cause I'll kill you, aiyyo, aiyyo, If you ever play me
Ask around my borough they gonna tell you that I'm crazy
I'll kill you, son if you ever play me
I got a TEC-9, a sawed-off and a .380
I'll kill you, you don't even entertain me
wouldn't listen to your newest CD if you paid me, son
I'll kill you, I'll kill you
You know where I'm at, I'm in the hood, just page me
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Aiyyo, my man's on sohh.com, some people call him "Wreckless" (what up son?)
And even he'll admit that southern music ain't the freshest
so I'm a put some bullets in every rapper that's from Texas [gunshot]
Word to God son, I see you, I'm a come up on that necklace
Knock that Texas hat off, I hope you Twit pic that
when I make my way to Texas dunn, you will get jacked
'control', 'Shift', tap, tap, 'cause you whack, get smacked
"F-U-K YOU!" in all caps, take that [gunshot]
'Cause nah you ain't right, you don't spit that Black Thought (thought)
You ain't on my rap radar, you don't spit that real talk
And I tell you that you soft 'cause you ain't from New York
I put hollow points in every single vehicle you park
Ain't no questionin my thuggin, "L-M-A-O!"
I'm the most thugged out person that I know
No wonder Texas screwed up, you dudes too slow
And I'm a hit a million posts if I get two more
So I know, I'm doin somethin productive with my life
Which internet chat room will I be clubbin in tonight?
I'm thuggin on thisis50, I'm live thuggin on Skype
Allhiphop.com, I'm thuggin it as I type, aight?
[Break - Chamillionaire]
I dare you, highly unlikely
For you to leave the house or even put on your Nikes
I dare you, highly Unlikely
That you will come and see me, you will probably just write me
I dare you, highly Unlikely
But if you feelin lucky go ahead and get hype G
I dare you, I dare you
Nah, I don't want no problems, I know you can out type me
[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
Sincerely apologize to all my internet thugs
Just don't shoot, I don't wanna die of internet slugs
Make a sucker feel tough for what the internet does
I know you post your craziness to get an internet buzz
I know you tryin to say what's hot and never been in those clubs
I know you hustlin on the 'net and movin internet drugs
But ain't no snitchin 'cause I'm different, I ain't givin you up
But that's beccccause, (aiyyo, what you say to me son?), you just an internet thug
[Gunshot], blaap, blaap [female screaming], Twitter that
Haha, word to mother son
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck gettin dirty and gritty
I've been down, isn't it a pity?
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people lookin half dead
Walkin on the sidewalk, hotter than a match headdddd [gunshots]
[Break - Chamillionaire]
I'm gangsta, yep, you can never play me
Got the goons with me, not a Army, we a Navy
I'm gangsta, yep, you can never play me
Terrorizin suckers on the internet daily
I'm gangsta, yep, you can never play me
Log on to the 'net and I'm a be online waitin
I'm gangsta, so gangsta
I don't give a damn about these rappers, they don't pay me
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Let me set him straight
You say one more word Chamillionaire, I swear to God (God)
I'm a click this mouse pad at your career so damn hard (hard)
I'm a type this keyboard 'til you admit that you a fraud
I would post my address but I ain't tryin to catch a charge (nah)
You respond to me on Twitter, I'll let you know what it is (boy)
I don't want you to follow me 'cause you'll be all up in my biz (yeah)
I don't follow nobody that put up stuff this isn't his
I'm a steal one of them candy cars and drive it off a bridge, 'cause you weird (weird)
Always kickin knowledge like you smart (smart)
Your Twitter questions really just require too much thought (huh?)
You always tryin to brag about a purchase you just bought
I'm a disguise my screen name, so ain't no way I'm gon' get caught
When I hack into your life, you can't be snitchin at all
Naw, I'll probably chill, 'cause you'll probably call the laws
If you ever went to jail, they'll probably get up in your drawers
I don't want to look like I'm gay, so everyday I say "pause"
Nah, you don't want no problems boy
I had a 100,000 views on WorldStar before
I should probably pull my weapon out on camera more
Ain't a sucker on the internet I can't destroy
[Break - Chamillionaire]
'Cause I'll kill you, aiyyo, aiyyo, If you ever play me
Ask around my borough they gonna tell you that I'm crazy
I'll kill you, son if you ever play me
I got a TEC-9, a sawed-off and a .380
I'll kill you, you don't even entertain me
wouldn't listen to your newest CD if you paid me, son
I'll kill you, I'll kill you
You know where I'm at, I'm in the hood, just page me
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Aiyyo, my man's on sohh.com, some people call him "Wreckless" (what up son?)
And even he'll admit that southern music ain't the freshest
so I'm a put some bullets in every rapper that's from Texas [gunshot]
Word to God son, I see you, I'm a come up on that necklace
Knock that Texas hat off, I hope you Twit pic that
when I make my way to Texas dunn, you will get jacked
'control', 'Shift', tap, tap, 'cause you whack, get smacked
"F-U-K YOU!" in all caps, take that [gunshot]
'Cause nah you ain't right, you don't spit that Black Thought (thought)
You ain't on my rap radar, you don't spit that real talk
And I tell you that you soft 'cause you ain't from New York
I put hollow points in every single vehicle you park
Ain't no questionin my thuggin, "L-M-A-O!"
I'm the most thugged out person that I know
No wonder Texas screwed up, you dudes too slow
And I'm a hit a million posts if I get two more
So I know, I'm doin somethin productive with my life
Which internet chat room will I be clubbin in tonight?
I'm thuggin on thisis50, I'm live thuggin on Skype
Allhiphop.com, I'm thuggin it as I type, aight?
[Break - Chamillionaire]
I dare you, highly unlikely
For you to leave the house or even put on your Nikes
I dare you, highly Unlikely
That you will come and see me, you will probably just write me
I dare you, highly Unlikely
But if you feelin lucky go ahead and get hype G
I dare you, I dare you
Nah, I don't want no problems, I know you can out type me
[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
Sincerely apologize to all my internet thugs
Just don't shoot, I don't wanna die of internet slugs
Make a sucker feel tough for what the internet does
I know you post your craziness to get an internet buzz
I know you tryin to say what's hot and never been in those clubs
I know you hustlin on the 'net and movin internet drugs
But ain't no snitchin 'cause I'm different, I ain't givin you up
But that's beccccause, (aiyyo, what you say to me son?), you just an internet thug
[Gunshot], blaap, blaap [female screaming], Twitter that
Haha, word to mother son
100 Million lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
Haha, a wise man once told me keep me your friends close and keep your enemies closer
And he only got close enough to tell me that because, well he was a enemy
Shout out to all my frenemies, haha, Major Pain boy
Yeah, yeah!
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
I'm in first place, in this wonderful World chase
I'm a current case of a rapper that won't break
Playin dirty (yeah), I'm too sick with the word play
I make words that don't rhyme start rhymin like "you're gay"
Be on your way, I'm a mercy mercy
You be workin hard, she givin me your pay
Women walk up to me, "it's nothin" that girl say (yeah)
Stick money on my shirt like it was my birthday (hey!)
Let's go, rest mo', get slowed
I'm like "f hoes", they metroed, I'm petroed
Get blowed by your girl like red nose
And every single day I'm catchin a head cold (hachoo)
"Pimp Mode", Katt Williams, yeah them know
Put it on a tape and call it the "Best Show"
Koop' versus Chamillionaire, which is the best flow?
You'll probably see a tie like NBA dress code
Be the best to' (woo), jump up and get squashed
Just thoughts, just talk your lip gloss
'Cause you spit soft, thick bosses get off
And I know what you're thinkin, I hit ya with this pause (haha)
They say you shouldn't throw stones at a glass house
Got my money up and I throw out of my stash house
What your cash 'bout? I ain't takin the tag out
Ask me why I bought it, my wallet just passed out
Rapper ran mouth and I bet he get ran out
I bet another sucker gonna follow that man route
I'm a bad cough, that sick, big, bad boss
See me and they bow like "wow, Chat Moss" (haha)
Tryin to say that you ain't real if you got it
Yeah I'm on the internet because it fill up my wallet
Uh, street money helped me get into college
I bust you in your face, log on and Twitter about it (woo!)
Uh, the auducity, run 'em over like athletes
Self serve means I'm the only person that's gassin me
You should ask of me, money lookin like math to me
One plus one equals equity, what it has to be
Uh, better come at your boy carefully
Or get shown the definition of real reality
Who's as bad as me? Any other name is calamity
'Cause I be flippin the G's daily like Vanna be
Wanna challenge me? What a beautiful day that that'll be
You could battle me any Sunday through Saturday
You a cavity, too sweet to even handle me
I'm insanity, not sane, my brain out of me (woo)
Take a budget, turn it into confetti
If I start another label I'm a call it "Machete"
Nah, won't drop an album 'til I'm motherf'in ready
Was gonna call it "Venom", when I'm strikin I am deadly
Don't know me Mister, don't ask me about my sister
They don't really know me but label me like a risk a
You can have all the swagger, you can have the charisma
If I want your opinion, I'll log on the 'net and Twit ya (Tweet)
It's the Mister "Sicker Than Every Pic Ya Makin"
But it's no hate and they waitin to get ya issue
And it's official, I'm so official
Turn my iPhone towards me and I take a picture (cheese!)
Women say you real and say that they wanna kiss ya
Haters see it happen, that day they gonna wanna diss ya
Promise it's a myth, you need to know I will get ya
Richer, so I call up my lawyer before I hit ya (uh)
You mess with me, impossible gonna be possible
What you think we even look at the Oscars for?
Hang with me to hear product 'cause he a gossiper
Thought that we was fly but ain't like a ostrich bro (woo)
That's why I say no way, Larry King of this thing, my pay stay okay
Mixtapes in the street and pass A plus K
Aunt Jemima plus vagina, you a sweet pussy
Every verse is a better verse, you know what it's worth
Since my birth been blessed with a curse, realest on the Earth
It's a curse, get another nurse, in a mini skirt
Make her work 'til her feet is hurt, open up your purse, Captain Kirk
I can't ever be, she'll be payin me (me)
Walkin through the mall like we on a shopping spree (spree)
Open up the garage, yeah everything you see, black on black like the NAACP
Gettin money, yeah I let the cat out
I get any sicker then I'm probably gonna pass out
In the studio 'cause they sleep on me like the black couch
Still got mad clout, that's what haters is mad 'bout
Here we go, here we go, I'm in the studio
My whip got me feelin like my name was Domino
'Cause it's a big six with me everywhere I go
Your chick is still tryin to get me in a figure four
Lookin for some hotness, let a heat seeker know
George Bush, one push, let a heat seeker go
Hit the studio, there goes another heat seeker "whoa!" (whoa)
But I don't know why they doubt 'cause I've done this before (whoa)
[Outro - Chamillionaire - talking]
I want a hundred million dollars, hundred million dollars
Hundred million dollars, hundred million dollars
Try to get on my level, try to get on my level, let's go, um
Haha, a wise man once told me keep me your friends close and keep your enemies closer
And he only got close enough to tell me that because, well he was a enemy
Shout out to all my frenemies, haha, Major Pain boy
Yeah, yeah!
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
I'm in first place, in this wonderful World chase
I'm a current case of a rapper that won't break
Playin dirty (yeah), I'm too sick with the word play
I make words that don't rhyme start rhymin like "you're gay"
Be on your way, I'm a mercy mercy
You be workin hard, she givin me your pay
Women walk up to me, "it's nothin" that girl say (yeah)
Stick money on my shirt like it was my birthday (hey!)
Let's go, rest mo', get slowed
I'm like "f hoes", they metroed, I'm petroed
Get blowed by your girl like red nose
And every single day I'm catchin a head cold (hachoo)
"Pimp Mode", Katt Williams, yeah them know
Put it on a tape and call it the "Best Show"
Koop' versus Chamillionaire, which is the best flow?
You'll probably see a tie like NBA dress code
Be the best to' (woo), jump up and get squashed
Just thoughts, just talk your lip gloss
'Cause you spit soft, thick bosses get off
And I know what you're thinkin, I hit ya with this pause (haha)
They say you shouldn't throw stones at a glass house
Got my money up and I throw out of my stash house
What your cash 'bout? I ain't takin the tag out
Ask me why I bought it, my wallet just passed out
Rapper ran mouth and I bet he get ran out
I bet another sucker gonna follow that man route
I'm a bad cough, that sick, big, bad boss
See me and they bow like "wow, Chat Moss" (haha)
Tryin to say that you ain't real if you got it
Yeah I'm on the internet because it fill up my wallet
Uh, street money helped me get into college
I bust you in your face, log on and Twitter about it (woo!)
Uh, the auducity, run 'em over like athletes
Self serve means I'm the only person that's gassin me
You should ask of me, money lookin like math to me
One plus one equals equity, what it has to be
Uh, better come at your boy carefully
Or get shown the definition of real reality
Who's as bad as me? Any other name is calamity
'Cause I be flippin the G's daily like Vanna be
Wanna challenge me? What a beautiful day that that'll be
You could battle me any Sunday through Saturday
You a cavity, too sweet to even handle me
I'm insanity, not sane, my brain out of me (woo)
Take a budget, turn it into confetti
If I start another label I'm a call it "Machete"
Nah, won't drop an album 'til I'm motherf'in ready
Was gonna call it "Venom", when I'm strikin I am deadly
Don't know me Mister, don't ask me about my sister
They don't really know me but label me like a risk a
You can have all the swagger, you can have the charisma
If I want your opinion, I'll log on the 'net and Twit ya (Tweet)
It's the Mister "Sicker Than Every Pic Ya Makin"
But it's no hate and they waitin to get ya issue
And it's official, I'm so official
Turn my iPhone towards me and I take a picture (cheese!)
Women say you real and say that they wanna kiss ya
Haters see it happen, that day they gonna wanna diss ya
Promise it's a myth, you need to know I will get ya
Richer, so I call up my lawyer before I hit ya (uh)
You mess with me, impossible gonna be possible
What you think we even look at the Oscars for?
Hang with me to hear product 'cause he a gossiper
Thought that we was fly but ain't like a ostrich bro (woo)
That's why I say no way, Larry King of this thing, my pay stay okay
Mixtapes in the street and pass A plus K
Aunt Jemima plus vagina, you a sweet pussy
Every verse is a better verse, you know what it's worth
Since my birth been blessed with a curse, realest on the Earth
It's a curse, get another nurse, in a mini skirt
Make her work 'til her feet is hurt, open up your purse, Captain Kirk
I can't ever be, she'll be payin me (me)
Walkin through the mall like we on a shopping spree (spree)
Open up the garage, yeah everything you see, black on black like the NAACP
Gettin money, yeah I let the cat out
I get any sicker then I'm probably gonna pass out
In the studio 'cause they sleep on me like the black couch
Still got mad clout, that's what haters is mad 'bout
Here we go, here we go, I'm in the studio
My whip got me feelin like my name was Domino
'Cause it's a big six with me everywhere I go
Your chick is still tryin to get me in a figure four
Lookin for some hotness, let a heat seeker know
George Bush, one push, let a heat seeker go
Hit the studio, there goes another heat seeker "whoa!" (whoa)
But I don't know why they doubt 'cause I've done this before (whoa)
[Outro - Chamillionaire - talking]
I want a hundred million dollars, hundred million dollars
Hundred million dollars, hundred million dollars
Try to get on my level, try to get on my level, let's go, um
Best She Ever Had lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
I be hustlin everyday, you know I love the money
Say they do it real big, they ain't done it like I done it
Put you on an airplane, send you where ever you want it
Yeah I told you never but tonight I'll spend some cheddar on it
When I hit ya town, just make sure you hit me up
The other night she told me that she couldn't get enough
And when she get bored and need a little love
She gonna say the same thing when I come around
She say Koopa you the best (yes)
Koopa you the best (yes)
Koopa you the best (yes)
Koopa you the best
I'm the best she ever had (man)
Best she ever had (man)
Best she ever had
Best she ever had
Baby, Koopa you the
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Show me to your residence and I can be your roommate (yeah)
We can see how comfortable the pillows in your room ain't (yep)
You ain't gonna sleep, ain't no time for countin sheep
Sweat is runnin down your back, the running back is runnin deep (hut)
Michael Vick ya 'cause I swear I'm 'bout to kill it dog
Only spit a couple bars and she can feel it in her drawers
When the album drop they'll say Chamillionaire's official
I'm lyin, there's not a album 'cause these verses like a scripture
But back to the topic, told you I'd never unlock it
Your body lookin so chocolate that tonight
I'll probably drop it
Hop into my cockpit, put you on some of my chicks
If you like chicks like I like chicks, then maybe y'all can swap spit
Normally she sip a little wine before she go to sleep
She say it help her relax but nothin help her more than me (Woo)
Your chick is showin, she Naughty by Nature, (O.P.P.)
You might call it Treachery, I guess I'm just a ODB
Uh, that's when I knew that it was time to jet
Soon as she just st-stuttered and start starin at my shiny neck
Told her that tonight your blessed 'cause later you'll have time to stretch
I put ya on the floor and stretch ya out like a P90X
Yes (yes), I write the script and she just play along
Told ya it was on, the best evening she was ever shown
Wake up in the morn' and say she "So Far Gone"
And I didn't make it to the fourth, I only played Trey Songz
[Chorus - w/ ad libs]
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Freestyle, come on
This is a singin freestyle, she reppin H-Town
Got her own money and she got her own house
And I mean that
I can't stop starin at your cleavage
I'm just playin
They say in money that we trust and you would think that I'm crazy
If I let another man get in the bed with my baby
Ben Franklin that's the homie, so I say it's all gravy
That's the only person in the mattress under my lady
And she don't need no toys, there's no need for vibratin
When I lay her on the matt', get back, the doc is operatin
Some live to knock my hustle but they'll probably die hatin
Hustle like it's three of me, give a m©nage a muah, baby
I be hustlin everyday, you know I love the money
Say they do it real big, they ain't done it like I done it
Put you on an airplane, send you where ever you want it
Yeah I told you never but tonight I'll spend some cheddar on it
When I hit ya town, just make sure you hit me up
The other night she told me that she couldn't get enough
And when she get bored and need a little love
She gonna say the same thing when I come around
She say Koopa you the best (yes)
Koopa you the best (yes)
Koopa you the best (yes)
Koopa you the best
I'm the best she ever had (man)
Best she ever had (man)
Best she ever had
Best she ever had
Baby, Koopa you the
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Show me to your residence and I can be your roommate (yeah)
We can see how comfortable the pillows in your room ain't (yep)
You ain't gonna sleep, ain't no time for countin sheep
Sweat is runnin down your back, the running back is runnin deep (hut)
Michael Vick ya 'cause I swear I'm 'bout to kill it dog
Only spit a couple bars and she can feel it in her drawers
When the album drop they'll say Chamillionaire's official
I'm lyin, there's not a album 'cause these verses like a scripture
But back to the topic, told you I'd never unlock it
Your body lookin so chocolate that tonight
I'll probably drop it
Hop into my cockpit, put you on some of my chicks
If you like chicks like I like chicks, then maybe y'all can swap spit
Normally she sip a little wine before she go to sleep
She say it help her relax but nothin help her more than me (Woo)
Your chick is showin, she Naughty by Nature, (O.P.P.)
You might call it Treachery, I guess I'm just a ODB
Uh, that's when I knew that it was time to jet
Soon as she just st-stuttered and start starin at my shiny neck
Told her that tonight your blessed 'cause later you'll have time to stretch
I put ya on the floor and stretch ya out like a P90X
Yes (yes), I write the script and she just play along
Told ya it was on, the best evening she was ever shown
Wake up in the morn' and say she "So Far Gone"
And I didn't make it to the fourth, I only played Trey Songz
[Chorus - w/ ad libs]
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Freestyle, come on
This is a singin freestyle, she reppin H-Town
Got her own money and she got her own house
And I mean that
I can't stop starin at your cleavage
I'm just playin
They say in money that we trust and you would think that I'm crazy
If I let another man get in the bed with my baby
Ben Franklin that's the homie, so I say it's all gravy
That's the only person in the mattress under my lady
And she don't need no toys, there's no need for vibratin
When I lay her on the matt', get back, the doc is operatin
Some live to knock my hustle but they'll probably die hatin
Hustle like it's three of me, give a m©nage a muah, baby
Breathe lyrics - Chamillionaire
One, two, three (yeah), breathe (yeah)
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Tell me how you wanna floss (floss)
Universal, I'm the boss
Trust me that Chamillionaire is not the one to come across
Flooded thoughts (woo!)
They tryin to tell ya it's a drought
Until I pull something out, to show you what a leak about (show you what a leak about)
We the south (south) and y'all is just the heirs to air
'Cause when ya open up your hand, nothin but air is there (air is there)
Tryin to tear tags like the old Air Jordan pockets (why?)
'Cause soon as I saw it, I just knew I had to pop it
With a Rocket (woo!), 'cause Houston gotta cheer my name
And if they don't (what?), I'm a make 'em fear my pain
I'll explain (explain), 'cause I just put the madness on the pad
And everybody that think I'm talkin 'bout 'em gettin mad
Get your ad (ad), run along, take your little swag (take your little swag)
I'm quick to tell a chick, she ain't the (Best I Ever Had)
Picture that, invisible visual, so Kodak
Y'all need to come out the closet like old throwbacks
You're so whack (whack) and I am so exact
My dough thick, I'm so sick like it's no ex-lax
If I wanted to it's true that I could probably peel panels (true)
But snitches got the Federales tryin to feel flannels (woo!)
Yeah Radio One but I'm a start a ill channel
Channel set, diamonds make a fan call me "Clear Channel" (haha)
You get that love and they can't crack your nuts
I'm GTing in the streets, they like "that's what's up!" (what's up?)
Peep sideways towards the God, it's really blasphemy (yeah)
They on my website daily to stay attached to me (yeah)
They tellin lies, they livin somewhere in back of me
Actin like a groupie, super fruity, no daiquiri (no daiquiri)
Haha, you know a boss could spend
For every dollar that I spent, I swear I lost a friend
Caucasian Maserati and a awesome Benz
One white the other white, they the dopest twins (oh geez!)
Just follow me, no Twitter, I'm so realer (realer)
Bang, bang the rap game, I'm so Killer (Killer)
Mike/mic in my hand, I'm feelin like Godzilla
I'd still feel cooler than y'all with no scrilla (scrilla)
No gilla, gettin lost I'm never that, get a map
The jungle is crazy, so get a strap
It's a fact, the Benjamins' everywhere that I'm at
If he every disappear, I promise I'll get 'em back
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Tell me how you wanna floss (floss)
Universal, I'm the boss
Trust me that Chamillionaire is not the one to come across
Flooded thoughts (woo!)
They tryin to tell ya it's a drought
Until I pull something out, to show you what a leak about (show you what a leak about)
We the south (south) and y'all is just the heirs to air
'Cause when ya open up your hand, nothin but air is there (air is there)
Tryin to tear tags like the old Air Jordan pockets (why?)
'Cause soon as I saw it, I just knew I had to pop it
With a Rocket (woo!), 'cause Houston gotta cheer my name
And if they don't (what?), I'm a make 'em fear my pain
I'll explain (explain), 'cause I just put the madness on the pad
And everybody that think I'm talkin 'bout 'em gettin mad
Get your ad (ad), run along, take your little swag (take your little swag)
I'm quick to tell a chick, she ain't the (Best I Ever Had)
Picture that, invisible visual, so Kodak
Y'all need to come out the closet like old throwbacks
You're so whack (whack) and I am so exact
My dough thick, I'm so sick like it's no ex-lax
If I wanted to it's true that I could probably peel panels (true)
But snitches got the Federales tryin to feel flannels (woo!)
Yeah Radio One but I'm a start a ill channel
Channel set, diamonds make a fan call me "Clear Channel" (haha)
You get that love and they can't crack your nuts
I'm GTing in the streets, they like "that's what's up!" (what's up?)
Peep sideways towards the God, it's really blasphemy (yeah)
They on my website daily to stay attached to me (yeah)
They tellin lies, they livin somewhere in back of me
Actin like a groupie, super fruity, no daiquiri (no daiquiri)
Haha, you know a boss could spend
For every dollar that I spent, I swear I lost a friend
Caucasian Maserati and a awesome Benz
One white the other white, they the dopest twins (oh geez!)
Just follow me, no Twitter, I'm so realer (realer)
Bang, bang the rap game, I'm so Killer (Killer)
Mike/mic in my hand, I'm feelin like Godzilla
I'd still feel cooler than y'all with no scrilla (scrilla)
No gilla, gettin lost I'm never that, get a map
The jungle is crazy, so get a strap
It's a fact, the Benjamins' everywhere that I'm at
If he every disappear, I promise I'll get 'em back
I Know Ya Mad lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Bun B)
[Intro - Three 6 Mafia - talking]
Yes sir (yes sir)
Chamillionaire (Chamillitary mayne)
Bun B (Bun B)
It's goin down (it's goin down, I know ya mad)
Yes sir
Hypnotize Minds production (I know ya mad, I know ya mad)
[Chorus - Chamillionaire - w/ ad libs]
I know ya mad, I-I-I know ya mad
I-I-I know ya mad, I know ya mad
I know ya mad, I know ya mad
I know ya mad, I know ya mad
I know ya mad 'cause you hate that I'm not doin bad
Yeah I'm feelin great and I know they wanna hate
'Cause they hate to see me eatin shrimp and steak
Yeah I know ya mad
I'm a demonstrate, how to deal with all the hate
While I'm reppin for my city and my state
I-I-I know ya mad
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
You know I'm chasin a milli (that's right), reppin my city (that's right)
Life is a gamble, I told my city just give me them dice, been gettin scrilli
Back in your city like "give me that twice"
Stay gettin cake and I know they hate I won't give 'em a slice
Up in the mornin, got them customers callin
I'm a hustler-holic, call me up and I'm on it
Stack them Barack Obamas, stuff 'em up in my wallet
Yeah the car right behind me was way too much but I bought it (to make ya mad)
I-I-I know ya mad, every one of my whips is bad
Like Cam and Dash told Bill O'Reilly - ya mad
How you get mad? You see me grindin and holdin cash
You think I slept with ya mama and went and told ya dad
I-I-I know ya mad, that's why you mad at night
All you do is gossip, so I'm the reason you have a life
You can't compete with my fleet, so go pick a better fight
Got so many cars, I couldn't track 'em all with a satellite (hey!)
You see them swangers pokin, you see my trunk is open
Versace locin, hopin that I'm gon' end up broke and
I really hope you jokin, what type of dope you smokin
You text message in exclamations to show emotion (ha)
[Chorus - w/ ad libs]
[Verse 2 - Bun B]
It takes a playa to know a playa, so let me greet ya
Welcome to "The Land Of The Trill", I'm happy to meet ya
Bun Beeder the trill O.G. and not in the makin (makin)
You see this dough that I be takin and the broads' that I'm breakin (breakin)
We be bringin home the bacon, ain't no fakin over here though (here though)
Get mine in 2009 without dressin like a weirdo (weirdo)
It's real off in these streets but I don't never show no fear though
And it's still "UGK 4 Life", in case it wasn't clear bro
Funny when you got nothin, nobody really cares
Like you don't even exist (huh), it's like you was never there (fo' real)
But soon as you get some bread, they lookin at you sideways
Askin 'bout a shortcut and if you got some side plays
Tell 'em "naw, it's hard work" (what?), they swear you lyin
And then you got to start the case, pleadin and denyin
Man you ain't got to explain yourself, don't tell 'em playa, show 'em (show 'em)
Then keep it movin G and act like you don't even know 'em
That's what's up
[Chorus - w/ ad libs]
[Break - Chamillionaire - singing]
So you should love me baby (let's go), I'm puttin it down
I get love from ladies, they love that I shine (woo!)
I be hustlin daily, I stay gettin mine
So congratulate me (let's go) or hate me now
[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
Middle finger up to the industry, every person I pass is shady
Said I ain't commercial enough, my label still have to pay me
Fakers is fallin off (yeah), realness would gravitate me
My (Wheels) is of (Fortune), yeah Vanna White should congratulate me
She find out my worth and the pretty woman gon' have to hate me
Flirted with money, did it so well, that it had to date me
Police done got madder later, they see me and had to chase me
Trunk beatin so hard, pedestrians losin they balance baby
Pencil's a Desert Eagle, promise my lead is lethal
No we ain't equal, that's right, I'm hotter than desert people
Wallet's a scary movie, stackin the root of evil
Come back tomorrow, my bank deposit gon' get a sequel
I-I-I know ya mad
Yes sir (yes sir)
Chamillionaire (Chamillitary mayne)
Bun B (Bun B)
It's goin down (it's goin down, I know ya mad)
Yes sir
Hypnotize Minds production (I know ya mad, I know ya mad)
[Chorus - Chamillionaire - w/ ad libs]
I know ya mad, I-I-I know ya mad
I-I-I know ya mad, I know ya mad
I know ya mad, I know ya mad
I know ya mad, I know ya mad
I know ya mad 'cause you hate that I'm not doin bad
Yeah I'm feelin great and I know they wanna hate
'Cause they hate to see me eatin shrimp and steak
Yeah I know ya mad
I'm a demonstrate, how to deal with all the hate
While I'm reppin for my city and my state
I-I-I know ya mad
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
You know I'm chasin a milli (that's right), reppin my city (that's right)
Life is a gamble, I told my city just give me them dice, been gettin scrilli
Back in your city like "give me that twice"
Stay gettin cake and I know they hate I won't give 'em a slice
Up in the mornin, got them customers callin
I'm a hustler-holic, call me up and I'm on it
Stack them Barack Obamas, stuff 'em up in my wallet
Yeah the car right behind me was way too much but I bought it (to make ya mad)
I-I-I know ya mad, every one of my whips is bad
Like Cam and Dash told Bill O'Reilly - ya mad
How you get mad? You see me grindin and holdin cash
You think I slept with ya mama and went and told ya dad
I-I-I know ya mad, that's why you mad at night
All you do is gossip, so I'm the reason you have a life
You can't compete with my fleet, so go pick a better fight
Got so many cars, I couldn't track 'em all with a satellite (hey!)
You see them swangers pokin, you see my trunk is open
Versace locin, hopin that I'm gon' end up broke and
I really hope you jokin, what type of dope you smokin
You text message in exclamations to show emotion (ha)
[Chorus - w/ ad libs]
[Verse 2 - Bun B]
It takes a playa to know a playa, so let me greet ya
Welcome to "The Land Of The Trill", I'm happy to meet ya
Bun Beeder the trill O.G. and not in the makin (makin)
You see this dough that I be takin and the broads' that I'm breakin (breakin)
We be bringin home the bacon, ain't no fakin over here though (here though)
Get mine in 2009 without dressin like a weirdo (weirdo)
It's real off in these streets but I don't never show no fear though
And it's still "UGK 4 Life", in case it wasn't clear bro
Funny when you got nothin, nobody really cares
Like you don't even exist (huh), it's like you was never there (fo' real)
But soon as you get some bread, they lookin at you sideways
Askin 'bout a shortcut and if you got some side plays
Tell 'em "naw, it's hard work" (what?), they swear you lyin
And then you got to start the case, pleadin and denyin
Man you ain't got to explain yourself, don't tell 'em playa, show 'em (show 'em)
Then keep it movin G and act like you don't even know 'em
That's what's up
[Chorus - w/ ad libs]
[Break - Chamillionaire - singing]
So you should love me baby (let's go), I'm puttin it down
I get love from ladies, they love that I shine (woo!)
I be hustlin daily, I stay gettin mine
So congratulate me (let's go) or hate me now
[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
Middle finger up to the industry, every person I pass is shady
Said I ain't commercial enough, my label still have to pay me
Fakers is fallin off (yeah), realness would gravitate me
My (Wheels) is of (Fortune), yeah Vanna White should congratulate me
She find out my worth and the pretty woman gon' have to hate me
Flirted with money, did it so well, that it had to date me
Police done got madder later, they see me and had to chase me
Trunk beatin so hard, pedestrians losin they balance baby
Pencil's a Desert Eagle, promise my lead is lethal
No we ain't equal, that's right, I'm hotter than desert people
Wallet's a scary movie, stackin the root of evil
Come back tomorrow, my bank deposit gon' get a sequel
I-I-I know ya mad
Denzel Washington lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Z-Ro)
[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
Money, power and fame like - Denzel Washington, yeah
(Hey!, hey!, hey!)
[Female Voice]
(Chamillitary mayne)
[Chorus - Chamillionaire (Z-Ro) {Both}]
Don't try to knock the hustle 'cause ya just wastin ya time
I'm cooler than Denzel Washington with mine
I know I'm a playa, (I know I'm a playa)
{I know I'm a money makin playa, so playa}
(Don't try to knock the hustle 'cause ya just wastin ya time
I'm cooler than Denzel Washington with mine)
I know I'm a playa
(I know I'm a playa)
{I know I'm playa so you haters, you're just wastin ya time}
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
I keep the wallet with the wads, so I'm ridin with the noise
Plus the clip is fully loaded as the inside of my garage (cars)
Look at all my broads, if you tryin to see the stars
Find me and you gon' feel like you done found ya way to Mars
Keep the paper punctuated (hey!), yeah that's the new philosophy
A G I gotta be, on top of that like an apostrophe
Fame must of got to me (hey!), confidence is got to be
I autograph myself, write a check and make it out to me
Beggers can't be choosers (choosers), go and get a ruler
Chain extra long like Wilt Chamberlain's my jeweler (hey!)
Other known as Koopa, ain't nobody cooler
Brain is her thing then she'd love to be my tutor (hey!)
She lovin my cologne, huh, recognize the odor
Must've smelled money, Ben Franklin's what I told her (hey!)
Pistol I'm a tote a, big swangers on my Rota
So they talkin about my money in the city like promoters, hold up
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Z-Ro (Chamillionaire) {Both}]
I'm a thug, so my criminal record ain't clean
(The record ain't clean, clean)
That's why I'm paranoid around police
(Lookin out for the police)
I'm a superstar but I'm still street
(You know we gonna keep it street, street)
I got the gun under my seat, so don't agitate me
In the blink of an e-y-e, you will become a memory, mayne
I will never have my gun on safety
'Cause I've been feelin the strangest feeling lately
(Chasin money, you know them haters hate it)
The 300 is cool but I want Mercedes
It ain't nothin fraudulent about me
Five Deuce Hoover C-R-I-P
(And can't no woman get no money out of me)
Unless it's Grandma, Dottie or Auntie
I still represent S.U.C.
(And I'm a hold it down for Chamillitary)
When I meet up with 2Pac and Pimp C
{And when I'm gone they gon' still remember me}
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
If you knew what I knew then you would know what's in my bank account
And you would know why those that talk too much and me ain't hangin out
Rats be runnin in traps and I ain't hangin around with Danger Mouse
Walkin into Forbes, could of swore I heard my name announced
Ain't talkin about no dough but wonderin why I'm so rude to you
I only talk that (dollar), talk that (digit), talk that (numeral)
Chill with all the gossipin, it's business as usual
Ben Franklin passed away and I was present at the funeral
You breakin in my house? Dog I hope that what you ain't about
I keep a Mike Vick, so I hope you good at breakin out
Breakin in my vault? Naw, I hope this heater make you doubt
I got the right to think that I'm the best because I paid the cost
[Chorus]
Money, power and fame like - Denzel Washington, yeah
(Hey!, hey!, hey!)
[Female Voice]
(Chamillitary mayne)
[Chorus - Chamillionaire (Z-Ro) {Both}]
Don't try to knock the hustle 'cause ya just wastin ya time
I'm cooler than Denzel Washington with mine
I know I'm a playa, (I know I'm a playa)
{I know I'm a money makin playa, so playa}
(Don't try to knock the hustle 'cause ya just wastin ya time
I'm cooler than Denzel Washington with mine)
I know I'm a playa
(I know I'm a playa)
{I know I'm playa so you haters, you're just wastin ya time}
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
I keep the wallet with the wads, so I'm ridin with the noise
Plus the clip is fully loaded as the inside of my garage (cars)
Look at all my broads, if you tryin to see the stars
Find me and you gon' feel like you done found ya way to Mars
Keep the paper punctuated (hey!), yeah that's the new philosophy
A G I gotta be, on top of that like an apostrophe
Fame must of got to me (hey!), confidence is got to be
I autograph myself, write a check and make it out to me
Beggers can't be choosers (choosers), go and get a ruler
Chain extra long like Wilt Chamberlain's my jeweler (hey!)
Other known as Koopa, ain't nobody cooler
Brain is her thing then she'd love to be my tutor (hey!)
She lovin my cologne, huh, recognize the odor
Must've smelled money, Ben Franklin's what I told her (hey!)
Pistol I'm a tote a, big swangers on my Rota
So they talkin about my money in the city like promoters, hold up
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Z-Ro (Chamillionaire) {Both}]
I'm a thug, so my criminal record ain't clean
(The record ain't clean, clean)
That's why I'm paranoid around police
(Lookin out for the police)
I'm a superstar but I'm still street
(You know we gonna keep it street, street)
I got the gun under my seat, so don't agitate me
In the blink of an e-y-e, you will become a memory, mayne
I will never have my gun on safety
'Cause I've been feelin the strangest feeling lately
(Chasin money, you know them haters hate it)
The 300 is cool but I want Mercedes
It ain't nothin fraudulent about me
Five Deuce Hoover C-R-I-P
(And can't no woman get no money out of me)
Unless it's Grandma, Dottie or Auntie
I still represent S.U.C.
(And I'm a hold it down for Chamillitary)
When I meet up with 2Pac and Pimp C
{And when I'm gone they gon' still remember me}
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
If you knew what I knew then you would know what's in my bank account
And you would know why those that talk too much and me ain't hangin out
Rats be runnin in traps and I ain't hangin around with Danger Mouse
Walkin into Forbes, could of swore I heard my name announced
Ain't talkin about no dough but wonderin why I'm so rude to you
I only talk that (dollar), talk that (digit), talk that (numeral)
Chill with all the gossipin, it's business as usual
Ben Franklin passed away and I was present at the funeral
You breakin in my house? Dog I hope that what you ain't about
I keep a Mike Vick, so I hope you good at breakin out
Breakin in my vault? Naw, I hope this heater make you doubt
I got the right to think that I'm the best because I paid the cost
[Chorus]
Day Dream lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
Time [alarm ringing]
I dream to have (C.R.E.A.M.)
They tell me (Cash Rules Everything) (thing)
First I'm a get a scheme, then I'm get some green
'Cause nothin comes to a dreamer but a dream
[Chorus - Sample from "Daydream in Blue" by I Monster (Chamillionaire)]
Day dream (day dream)
I fell asleep amid the flowers (I had the money and the power)
For a couple of hours (for a couple of hours)
On a beautiful day (and didn't wanna OA)
Day dream (day dream)
I dream of you amid the flowers (I had the money and the power)
For a couple of hours (for a couple of hours)
Such a beautiful day (and didn't wanna OA)
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Hold up, put in your offer in, the mixtape God's stoppin in
Bootleggers used to be beggars, now they nonprofitin
Sold a million mixtapes to every Mom and Pop and then
I sold (A Milli) to every single Mom and Pop again (woo!)
They askin why he never bring the hardtop with him
They sayin that "money talks", then why are y'all talkin then?
Got the six car garage where my cars park and then
I'm switchin 'em all around, I call it cross-marketing
'Cause a label didn't do it, so I did it on my own
You say you should be yourself, your label tell you that ya wrong
Should of known (known), I'm takin another trip to the 'Tone
'Cause they loved you in the past and they still loved you when ya grown
Blown, look at my cover, can't even hide (why?)
Not even with the word "Gucci" coverin my eyes
Tellin lies (lies), they told you that Texas would never rise
Then it rised but now they just ready for it's demise (but surprise)
[Chorus]
Time [alarm ringing]
I dream to have (C.R.E.A.M.)
They tell me (Cash Rules Everything) (thing)
First I'm a get a scheme, then I'm get some green
'Cause nothin comes to a dreamer but a dream
[Chorus - Sample from "Daydream in Blue" by I Monster (Chamillionaire)]
Day dream (day dream)
I fell asleep amid the flowers (I had the money and the power)
For a couple of hours (for a couple of hours)
On a beautiful day (and didn't wanna OA)
Day dream (day dream)
I dream of you amid the flowers (I had the money and the power)
For a couple of hours (for a couple of hours)
Such a beautiful day (and didn't wanna OA)
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Hold up, put in your offer in, the mixtape God's stoppin in
Bootleggers used to be beggars, now they nonprofitin
Sold a million mixtapes to every Mom and Pop and then
I sold (A Milli) to every single Mom and Pop again (woo!)
They askin why he never bring the hardtop with him
They sayin that "money talks", then why are y'all talkin then?
Got the six car garage where my cars park and then
I'm switchin 'em all around, I call it cross-marketing
'Cause a label didn't do it, so I did it on my own
You say you should be yourself, your label tell you that ya wrong
Should of known (known), I'm takin another trip to the 'Tone
'Cause they loved you in the past and they still loved you when ya grown
Blown, look at my cover, can't even hide (why?)
Not even with the word "Gucci" coverin my eyes
Tellin lies (lies), they told you that Texas would never rise
Then it rised but now they just ready for it's demise (but surprise)
[Chorus]
Gucci & Fendi lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Chorus - Sample from "Hate Me Now" by Nas - 2X]
Gucci this, Fendi that
Gucci this, Fendi that
Gucci this, Fendi that
Fendi this, Fendi that
[Break - Sample from "Hate Me Now" by Nas - 2X]
(Fuck) this, (fuck) that
(Fuck) this, (fuck) that
(Fuck) this, (fuck) that
What you expect ho?
[Chamillionaire - talking over Chorus and Break]
Uh
Yeah
Mixtape Messiah Part 7
You already know, Chamillionaire, yeah
Excuse me for the repetitiveness in the hook but ah
Had to get your attention somehow, haha
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Yeeeah (woo)
[Chorus - 2X]
[Break - 2X]
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Auto-Tune could die but how do we erase the copycats? (how?)
Whatever replacin that, I bet they all gonna copy that
I could spit it sick, so tell me why would I be mad?
I be killin everything, my sponsor is the body bag
Messiah 7, this the final chapter
If you want anymore (no), you can rewind it after (yeah)
Industry nuthuggers actin like he ain't a factor
Well Bruce Leroy, we 'bout to show 'em "who's the master" (yeah)
They say you can't be gangsta if you're not in black
Rappers say they gangsta like that mean that they can not be whack
So I look around, realize I only got my strap
And just for the hell of it, I'm yellin "where my posse at?"
Nah, I don't have no homies homie, that's because
You could be my dog 'til you touch my money with ya paws
Grindin is like sex to me, work is like the best massage
Call my wallet Nikki, every day I'm tryin to get m©naged
Hey don't be mad, lighten up, like C. DeBarge
use my money for a step and I'm a have a seat on Mars
I drive by ya silly blogs
Mirrors on my cars, so all my haters can see they flaws
The past they want me to be a retro
But I'm so George Jetson, that the future what you get bro
Materialisticness is what they all respect though
So Esco can let the hook go (what you expect ho?)
[Chorus - 2X]
[Break - 2X]
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Yeah, yeah
Man I'm livin large (large), welcome to my fortress
Crib pale white, I call it the Scott Storch-ress
Maid talkin trash to me Like Weezy and George's
Ain't really that good at cleaning but she do it lookin gorgeous (woo!)
Ya got me lacin up my Forces
So van Gogh, it's time to paint a better portrait
Of course it's, time for my course to change courses
No Tony Danza, I got to show 'em "Who The Boss" is
Ya girl droolin on her Hewlett-Packard
can't get me out her system, got me feelin like I'm a hacker
Rapper but my competition is just Casper
Ain't gotta flash the funds to turn ya freak into a flasher
Brain incredible ain't talkin where her weave is
Which one of y'all can get the "Royal penis the cleanest"?
If you don't get it, I'm tellin ya what I mean is
That you're smart and I'm tryin to be ingenious (haha)
How could I not enjoy my life?
Ain't a private plane on the planet, I ain't saw more than twice
The reason why they hit the mall or order ice
But it's more to life (life) and I know I'm more than right
Ya taught that money talks, they tell ya that ya one dimension
-al but all I know is that we need an intervention
So Gucci this and Fendi that is what I gotta mention
So now that I got your attention (what you expect ho?), haha
[Chorus - 2X]
[Break - 2X]
[Chamillionaire - talking over Chorus]
I talk that money talk
Yeah, yeah, so you know who the boss
[Outro - Chamillionaire - talking]
Mixtape Messiah Part 7, the final chapter
Chamillionaire.com, huh
I once had an awkward moment just to see what it felt like, haha
Gucci this, Fendi that
Gucci this, Fendi that
Gucci this, Fendi that
Fendi this, Fendi that
[Break - Sample from "Hate Me Now" by Nas - 2X]
(Fuck) this, (fuck) that
(Fuck) this, (fuck) that
(Fuck) this, (fuck) that
What you expect ho?
[Chamillionaire - talking over Chorus and Break]
Uh
Yeah
Mixtape Messiah Part 7
You already know, Chamillionaire, yeah
Excuse me for the repetitiveness in the hook but ah
Had to get your attention somehow, haha
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Yeeeah (woo)
[Chorus - 2X]
[Break - 2X]
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Auto-Tune could die but how do we erase the copycats? (how?)
Whatever replacin that, I bet they all gonna copy that
I could spit it sick, so tell me why would I be mad?
I be killin everything, my sponsor is the body bag
Messiah 7, this the final chapter
If you want anymore (no), you can rewind it after (yeah)
Industry nuthuggers actin like he ain't a factor
Well Bruce Leroy, we 'bout to show 'em "who's the master" (yeah)
They say you can't be gangsta if you're not in black
Rappers say they gangsta like that mean that they can not be whack
So I look around, realize I only got my strap
And just for the hell of it, I'm yellin "where my posse at?"
Nah, I don't have no homies homie, that's because
You could be my dog 'til you touch my money with ya paws
Grindin is like sex to me, work is like the best massage
Call my wallet Nikki, every day I'm tryin to get m©naged
Hey don't be mad, lighten up, like C. DeBarge
use my money for a step and I'm a have a seat on Mars
I drive by ya silly blogs
Mirrors on my cars, so all my haters can see they flaws
The past they want me to be a retro
But I'm so George Jetson, that the future what you get bro
Materialisticness is what they all respect though
So Esco can let the hook go (what you expect ho?)
[Chorus - 2X]
[Break - 2X]
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Yeah, yeah
Man I'm livin large (large), welcome to my fortress
Crib pale white, I call it the Scott Storch-ress
Maid talkin trash to me Like Weezy and George's
Ain't really that good at cleaning but she do it lookin gorgeous (woo!)
Ya got me lacin up my Forces
So van Gogh, it's time to paint a better portrait
Of course it's, time for my course to change courses
No Tony Danza, I got to show 'em "Who The Boss" is
Ya girl droolin on her Hewlett-Packard
can't get me out her system, got me feelin like I'm a hacker
Rapper but my competition is just Casper
Ain't gotta flash the funds to turn ya freak into a flasher
Brain incredible ain't talkin where her weave is
Which one of y'all can get the "Royal penis the cleanest"?
If you don't get it, I'm tellin ya what I mean is
That you're smart and I'm tryin to be ingenious (haha)
How could I not enjoy my life?
Ain't a private plane on the planet, I ain't saw more than twice
The reason why they hit the mall or order ice
But it's more to life (life) and I know I'm more than right
Ya taught that money talks, they tell ya that ya one dimension
-al but all I know is that we need an intervention
So Gucci this and Fendi that is what I gotta mention
So now that I got your attention (what you expect ho?), haha
[Chorus - 2X]
[Break - 2X]
[Chamillionaire - talking over Chorus]
I talk that money talk
Yeah, yeah, so you know who the boss
[Outro - Chamillionaire - talking]
Mixtape Messiah Part 7, the final chapter
Chamillionaire.com, huh
I once had an awkward moment just to see what it felt like, haha
Playa Status lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
You know what it is
No way, no way, aye
Chamillitary mayne
Yeah, hold up
No way, no way, aye
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Hey, everytime I poke her, it's just like we playin poker (woo!)
Lipstick smeared and I got her smilin harder than The Joker (yeah)
Ever get caught with a chick with a chick who like "it's over" (what?)
And get the worst excuse to work like "I don't even know her"
Tell me where your mattress at 'cause I'm about to flip that like Mattress Mack
I'm gon' light that mattress up then I make you pay me back for that
Pockets like a Cabbage Patch, she ready to vegetate
She chasin LeBron and Wade, so her status can elevate
I never would hesitate, if that heffa had better brakes
Be ready to tell a date that her cycle was hella late
Get left 'cause you're never straight, forever, forever fake
Click over, put her on hold forever and let her wait
I'm never for any games, not ownin a Xbox
I let her get out the ride and watch her and my ex box
Next stop, next block, her house like a rest stop
She work me, I'm like a trucker in need of some rest, stop, chill out
[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
No way, no way, no waaayyy
No way, no way, I don't think that you the baddest no mo', no mo', no moooo', umm
So stop beggin and don't blow up my phone, my phone, my phooonnne
My phone, my phone, it's too late, your playa status is gone, is gone, so gooonnne
Umm and you know I'm a keep it playa fo' sho'
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Yeah, uh, guess that I'm gifted, sex is terrific
I pull it out, you can bet she gon' kiss it
Gettin explicit, animalistic
Bet that your chick will become a statistic
Number's unlisted, fresher than this kid
Don't know who 'cause it's sure not you (who?)
Call when she miss it, she wanna get this, sometimes fast but it's mostly screw (screw)
No need to have any trees, slang D and she'll be OD'd
Hope she ain't got to go to work 'cause this week she gon' be on leave
I'll let you relieve your sleeve, your chick is like COD
Usually I go check my list and then 'X' 'em like Leo G
I don't know no Robin Givens, plus we can't get that involved
It ain't trickin if you got it (what?) but you won't get that at all
That's a "nah", had a broad, said she never had her prom
Disco/dis go in her upper lip, so she can say she had a ball
I'm pullin out the driveway, had to take off my shades, so my eyes can dilate
She told me that if I'm late, that she gonna kill me, I guess that I'm a die late
I show up when I wanna, gonna get in that tummy like I was a organ donor
Now later is gonna be Sooner like I was from Oklahoma
Never been a Simpson/simp son, so she can't play me like a Homer
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
First she actin hard to get, once she get got, she too attached
I snatched the receipt from underneath her seat and take her back
Know that I don't play it, so save it, like a kept coupon
While I hop back on the 24 inches my Coupe on
What the heck is you on? Live and "In Living Color"
Add another, man I'm gutter, want a problem? I could have one for ya
Bad to the mother, pass me the rubber, then your lover actin bad under covers
In HD, yeah the camera will dub her, rollin around 'til the camera gets smothered
Catch me terrorizin any club tonight that's not closed
(N Luv Wit My Money), I'm who created the motto (woo)
Me throwin my money in the chicks' hands that are not closed
Like goin to Roscoe's Chicken and Waffles to get nachos
You better go get some cheese from somebody that even care
You better salute at ease when you know that you see a playa
Like a spatula, when I'm in back of her
I flip that, tap, tap, she say "that's enough"
Like a magnet for chicks, I don't have to cuff
And when I'm done if she ever, ever ask for bucks
No way, no way, no waaayyy
You know what it is
No way, no way, aye
Chamillitary mayne
Yeah, hold up
No way, no way, aye
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Hey, everytime I poke her, it's just like we playin poker (woo!)
Lipstick smeared and I got her smilin harder than The Joker (yeah)
Ever get caught with a chick with a chick who like "it's over" (what?)
And get the worst excuse to work like "I don't even know her"
Tell me where your mattress at 'cause I'm about to flip that like Mattress Mack
I'm gon' light that mattress up then I make you pay me back for that
Pockets like a Cabbage Patch, she ready to vegetate
She chasin LeBron and Wade, so her status can elevate
I never would hesitate, if that heffa had better brakes
Be ready to tell a date that her cycle was hella late
Get left 'cause you're never straight, forever, forever fake
Click over, put her on hold forever and let her wait
I'm never for any games, not ownin a Xbox
I let her get out the ride and watch her and my ex box
Next stop, next block, her house like a rest stop
She work me, I'm like a trucker in need of some rest, stop, chill out
[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
No way, no way, no waaayyy
No way, no way, I don't think that you the baddest no mo', no mo', no moooo', umm
So stop beggin and don't blow up my phone, my phone, my phooonnne
My phone, my phone, it's too late, your playa status is gone, is gone, so gooonnne
Umm and you know I'm a keep it playa fo' sho'
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Yeah, uh, guess that I'm gifted, sex is terrific
I pull it out, you can bet she gon' kiss it
Gettin explicit, animalistic
Bet that your chick will become a statistic
Number's unlisted, fresher than this kid
Don't know who 'cause it's sure not you (who?)
Call when she miss it, she wanna get this, sometimes fast but it's mostly screw (screw)
No need to have any trees, slang D and she'll be OD'd
Hope she ain't got to go to work 'cause this week she gon' be on leave
I'll let you relieve your sleeve, your chick is like COD
Usually I go check my list and then 'X' 'em like Leo G
I don't know no Robin Givens, plus we can't get that involved
It ain't trickin if you got it (what?) but you won't get that at all
That's a "nah", had a broad, said she never had her prom
Disco/dis go in her upper lip, so she can say she had a ball
I'm pullin out the driveway, had to take off my shades, so my eyes can dilate
She told me that if I'm late, that she gonna kill me, I guess that I'm a die late
I show up when I wanna, gonna get in that tummy like I was a organ donor
Now later is gonna be Sooner like I was from Oklahoma
Never been a Simpson/simp son, so she can't play me like a Homer
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
First she actin hard to get, once she get got, she too attached
I snatched the receipt from underneath her seat and take her back
Know that I don't play it, so save it, like a kept coupon
While I hop back on the 24 inches my Coupe on
What the heck is you on? Live and "In Living Color"
Add another, man I'm gutter, want a problem? I could have one for ya
Bad to the mother, pass me the rubber, then your lover actin bad under covers
In HD, yeah the camera will dub her, rollin around 'til the camera gets smothered
Catch me terrorizin any club tonight that's not closed
(N Luv Wit My Money), I'm who created the motto (woo)
Me throwin my money in the chicks' hands that are not closed
Like goin to Roscoe's Chicken and Waffles to get nachos
You better go get some cheese from somebody that even care
You better salute at ease when you know that you see a playa
Like a spatula, when I'm in back of her
I flip that, tap, tap, she say "that's enough"
Like a magnet for chicks, I don't have to cuff
And when I'm done if she ever, ever ask for bucks
No way, no way, no waaayyy
This Morning lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Chorus - Chamillionaire {Chopped and Screwed Voice}]
Every morning, I woke up (up)
Thinkin 'bout money and guess what? (what?)
If that's what I wanted, then ya already know
I'd hop off in my drop and get dough (get dough, let's go)
This morning
{I cut the mic on before Mike Jones
I had a bad flow before Magno}
I'm thinkin 'bout money
This morning
{I cut the mic on before Mike Jones
I had a bad flow before Magno}
I'm thinkin 'bout money
Well let's get it then
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Ye-yeah, ye-yeah
I cut the mic on before Mike Jones, I had a bad flow before Magno (yeah!)
Freestyle before Freestyle but would kill the verses with a pad though (yeah!)
Still remember when the other members of the Swishahouse didn't like me (me?)
Me and Paul up against the wall, until Ben Franklin come found me (woo!)
Paid in full before Paid In Full, I had a attitude, a young ragin bull
Still hungry, still got the munchies, wonder why I ain't gettin full
Even back in my middle school, I was killin y'all at Dominoes (HA!)
Who know that'd be trainin for big sixes and countin foooo's (woo!)
Tell me how I'm wrong (wrong)
When since day one I told you I get money on my own (my own)
Chameleon before the Chamillionaire was even known (known)
I spoke it into existence, guess I'm gifted with my songs (let's go)
Actually, it's blasphemy if you ever said that one tape whack (what?)
No more Mixtape Messiah, I wonder what could replace that? (what?)
Well I lay back in my Maybach, consider this one as payback
Chamillionaire talkin trash again, ha, don't you fakers just hate that?
Sure do, you really should, I'm still ballin, I'm still hoopin
Still tippin, I'm still flippin, I'm still foreign, I'm still coupin
Anybody along the way that tried to hate should feel stupid (woo!)
I ain't got no love and why? I accidentally killed Cupid [gunshot]
[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
Every morning, I woke up (up)
Thinkin 'bout money and guess what? (what?)
If that's what I wanted, then ya already know
I'd hop off in my drop and get dough (get dough, let's go)
This morning, I woke up
I'm thinkin 'bout money (ain't nothin change 'cause)
This morning, I woke up
I'm thinkin 'bout money
Well let's get it then
Every morning, I woke up (up)
Thinkin 'bout money and guess what? (what?)
If that's what I wanted, then ya already know
I'd hop off in my drop and get dough (get dough, let's go)
This morning
{I cut the mic on before Mike Jones
I had a bad flow before Magno}
I'm thinkin 'bout money
This morning
{I cut the mic on before Mike Jones
I had a bad flow before Magno}
I'm thinkin 'bout money
Well let's get it then
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Ye-yeah, ye-yeah
I cut the mic on before Mike Jones, I had a bad flow before Magno (yeah!)
Freestyle before Freestyle but would kill the verses with a pad though (yeah!)
Still remember when the other members of the Swishahouse didn't like me (me?)
Me and Paul up against the wall, until Ben Franklin come found me (woo!)
Paid in full before Paid In Full, I had a attitude, a young ragin bull
Still hungry, still got the munchies, wonder why I ain't gettin full
Even back in my middle school, I was killin y'all at Dominoes (HA!)
Who know that'd be trainin for big sixes and countin foooo's (woo!)
Tell me how I'm wrong (wrong)
When since day one I told you I get money on my own (my own)
Chameleon before the Chamillionaire was even known (known)
I spoke it into existence, guess I'm gifted with my songs (let's go)
Actually, it's blasphemy if you ever said that one tape whack (what?)
No more Mixtape Messiah, I wonder what could replace that? (what?)
Well I lay back in my Maybach, consider this one as payback
Chamillionaire talkin trash again, ha, don't you fakers just hate that?
Sure do, you really should, I'm still ballin, I'm still hoopin
Still tippin, I'm still flippin, I'm still foreign, I'm still coupin
Anybody along the way that tried to hate should feel stupid (woo!)
I ain't got no love and why? I accidentally killed Cupid [gunshot]
[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
Every morning, I woke up (up)
Thinkin 'bout money and guess what? (what?)
If that's what I wanted, then ya already know
I'd hop off in my drop and get dough (get dough, let's go)
This morning, I woke up
I'm thinkin 'bout money (ain't nothin change 'cause)
This morning, I woke up
I'm thinkin 'bout money
Well let's get it then
Coming Down Candy lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Chorus - Bun B sample (Chamillionaire)]
Comin down candy, comin, comin down candy
I'm comin down candy
(I'm leanin on a switch)
I'm comin down candy, comin, comin down candy
I'm comin down candy
(I'm leanin on a switch)
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Hold up, I'm comin down candy (yeah), leanin on a switch (hold up)
I'm pullin up on vogues in my '84 Biarritz (hold up)
I'm slow, loud and bangin, swangin to the bricks (yeah)
My burner phone rangin, my celly got a chip (hold up)
I got the fiends beggin, tryin to get a fix (yeah)
They know I got that crack 'cause every mixtape is legit (hold up)
The police keep starin, they all up in my mix (yeah)
And underneath my seat I got a couple hollow tips (hold up)
Swangers twistin on that 'lac, got some chickens in the back
Where your Misses at? She missin 'cause she sittin on my lap
Swangers wouldn't fit but I know a way they will adapt
Ain't no trippin, if he trippin, then he fixin to get slapped
Popped up, truck wavin, catch me misbehavin
Not Kanye West but she tell me that I'm so (Amazing)
If he talkin down, I bet a black eye what I gave 'em
Then I rolled off on 'em with a set of 15's bangin
[Chorus - 2X]
Comin down candy, comin, comin down candy
I'm comin down candy
(I'm leanin on a switch)
I'm comin down candy, comin, comin down candy
I'm comin down candy
(I'm leanin on a switch)
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Hold up, I'm comin down candy (yeah), leanin on a switch (hold up)
I'm pullin up on vogues in my '84 Biarritz (hold up)
I'm slow, loud and bangin, swangin to the bricks (yeah)
My burner phone rangin, my celly got a chip (hold up)
I got the fiends beggin, tryin to get a fix (yeah)
They know I got that crack 'cause every mixtape is legit (hold up)
The police keep starin, they all up in my mix (yeah)
And underneath my seat I got a couple hollow tips (hold up)
Swangers twistin on that 'lac, got some chickens in the back
Where your Misses at? She missin 'cause she sittin on my lap
Swangers wouldn't fit but I know a way they will adapt
Ain't no trippin, if he trippin, then he fixin to get slapped
Popped up, truck wavin, catch me misbehavin
Not Kanye West but she tell me that I'm so (Amazing)
If he talkin down, I bet a black eye what I gave 'em
Then I rolled off on 'em with a set of 15's bangin
[Chorus - 2X]
Solo lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Crooked I)
[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
You know it's crazy right?
I've been out on the west coast
Kickin it, grindin
It's the same thing everywhere I go though
Know what I'm talkin 'bout?
Yeah!
Major Pain boy
[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
Man the streets just ain't the same, I stay on the low, low
'Cause y'all be messin up the game, don't keep it real no mo'
That's why I'm a keep that thang, everywhere I go whoa
I'm solo, solo, solo, solo
[Break - Chamillionaire - talking {Crooked I}]
Know what I'm talkin 'bout?
Took it to the west coast {Chamillionaire!}
Solo, solo (uh), solo {C.O.B. mix}, solo
The suits tried to hate on us {re-remix!}
Solo, solo (let's get it), solo {the LBC mix}, solo (ye-yeah)
[Verse 1 - Crooked I]
Now I lay me down to sleep, pray to God my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake, I just want my soul to creep
Do it like I did it in the Long Beach streets, when I'm upstairs with the ODB
(Shame on a Nigga) for tryin to run game on a nigga, lame nigga you won't be me
Won't be be Proof, won't be Pun, won't be Pimp, won't be 'Pac
Same nigga in the passenger seat askin you to pass the weed is a low key cop (yeah)
That's why I do my dirt by my lonely, out with the wind, my enemies don't know me
Even the ones pretendin to be a friend of me, my mama can feel your energy, homeboy your phony!
Tell me you love me, dap me and hug me, knife in the back, how triflin is that?
Then the shit get ugly, the '09 Muggsy, nice with a MAC, put a price on your hat (bap)
Came in the world all by myself, leave out the world all by myself
I remind myself to ask the most high, to protect my mind, my body, my health (please)
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Yeah, yeah, ye-yeah
Why would I kick it? All y'all some snitches, y'all look suspicious, don't need your love (love)
Used to love me when I was broke, I got rich and now you're gonna heat me up?
You gon' beat me what? Come on Cletus, walk over your limp back
I am not the one to be pissed at, 'cause you gon' mess around and get pimp slapped (yeah)
Nothin worse than a beggin stripper, not dancin, sayin I better tip her
I ain't down with that beggin baby, get on your grind, 'cause I beg to differ
Naw I wasn't born with a silver spoon (spoon)
Snakes ain't welcome up in the room (room)
Bet ya I'm the one that make you change your tune
When I bomb up on ya like "tick, tick, tick, boom"
Super cool, don't be fooled by the haterism on overdose (dose)
Hombre negocio es en la casa, it's over folks (folks)
Gettin money from coast to coast and that's the reason I hold the most
Better not be in my rear view, 'cause I will shoot when I'm on the spokes
It ain't fair for you, get a parachute, I'll embarrass you if you don't leap
Don't matter if I roll deep, you be "Super Dave" and you gon' leak
Run up on me actin like ya hungry, I turn the heat to a cold feast
You gonna feel like you obese when I make ya swallow my whole piece
[gunshot]
You know it's crazy right?
I've been out on the west coast
Kickin it, grindin
It's the same thing everywhere I go though
Know what I'm talkin 'bout?
Yeah!
Major Pain boy
[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
Man the streets just ain't the same, I stay on the low, low
'Cause y'all be messin up the game, don't keep it real no mo'
That's why I'm a keep that thang, everywhere I go whoa
I'm solo, solo, solo, solo
[Break - Chamillionaire - talking {Crooked I}]
Know what I'm talkin 'bout?
Took it to the west coast {Chamillionaire!}
Solo, solo (uh), solo {C.O.B. mix}, solo
The suits tried to hate on us {re-remix!}
Solo, solo (let's get it), solo {the LBC mix}, solo (ye-yeah)
[Verse 1 - Crooked I]
Now I lay me down to sleep, pray to God my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake, I just want my soul to creep
Do it like I did it in the Long Beach streets, when I'm upstairs with the ODB
(Shame on a Nigga) for tryin to run game on a nigga, lame nigga you won't be me
Won't be be Proof, won't be Pun, won't be Pimp, won't be 'Pac
Same nigga in the passenger seat askin you to pass the weed is a low key cop (yeah)
That's why I do my dirt by my lonely, out with the wind, my enemies don't know me
Even the ones pretendin to be a friend of me, my mama can feel your energy, homeboy your phony!
Tell me you love me, dap me and hug me, knife in the back, how triflin is that?
Then the shit get ugly, the '09 Muggsy, nice with a MAC, put a price on your hat (bap)
Came in the world all by myself, leave out the world all by myself
I remind myself to ask the most high, to protect my mind, my body, my health (please)
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Yeah, yeah, ye-yeah
Why would I kick it? All y'all some snitches, y'all look suspicious, don't need your love (love)
Used to love me when I was broke, I got rich and now you're gonna heat me up?
You gon' beat me what? Come on Cletus, walk over your limp back
I am not the one to be pissed at, 'cause you gon' mess around and get pimp slapped (yeah)
Nothin worse than a beggin stripper, not dancin, sayin I better tip her
I ain't down with that beggin baby, get on your grind, 'cause I beg to differ
Naw I wasn't born with a silver spoon (spoon)
Snakes ain't welcome up in the room (room)
Bet ya I'm the one that make you change your tune
When I bomb up on ya like "tick, tick, tick, boom"
Super cool, don't be fooled by the haterism on overdose (dose)
Hombre negocio es en la casa, it's over folks (folks)
Gettin money from coast to coast and that's the reason I hold the most
Better not be in my rear view, 'cause I will shoot when I'm on the spokes
It ain't fair for you, get a parachute, I'll embarrass you if you don't leap
Don't matter if I roll deep, you be "Super Dave" and you gon' leak
Run up on me actin like ya hungry, I turn the heat to a cold feast
You gonna feel like you obese when I make ya swallow my whole piece
[gunshot]
Solo lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Crooked I)
[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
You know it's crazy right?
I've been out on the west coast
Kickin it, grindin
It's the same thing everywhere I go though
Know what I'm talkin 'bout?
Yeah!
Major Pain boy
[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
Man the streets just ain't the same, I stay on the low, low
'Cause y'all be messin up the game, don't keep it real no mo'
That's why I'm a keep that thang, everywhere I go whoa
I'm solo, solo, solo, solo
[Break - Chamillionaire - talking {Crooked I}]
Know what I'm talkin 'bout?
Took it to the west coast {Chamillionaire!}
Solo, solo (uh), solo {C.O.B. mix}, solo
The suits tried to hate on us {re-remix!}
Solo, solo (let's get it), solo {the LBC mix}, solo (ye-yeah)
[Verse 1 - Crooked I]
Now I lay me down to sleep, pray to God my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake, I just want my soul to creep
Do it like I did it in the Long Beach streets, when I'm upstairs with the ODB
(Shame on a Nigga) for tryin to run game on a nigga, lame nigga you won't be me
Won't be be Proof, won't be Pun, won't be Pimp, won't be 'Pac
Same nigga in the passenger seat askin you to pass the weed is a low key cop (yeah)
That's why I do my dirt by my lonely, out with the wind, my enemies don't know me
Even the ones pretendin to be a friend of me, my mama can feel your energy, homeboy your phony!
Tell me you love me, dap me and hug me, knife in the back, how triflin is that?
Then the shit get ugly, the '09 Muggsy, nice with a MAC, put a price on your hat (bap)
Came in the world all by myself, leave out the world all by myself
I remind myself to ask the most high, to protect my mind, my body, my health (please)
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Yeah, yeah, ye-yeah
Why would I kick it? All y'all some snitches, y'all look suspicious, don't need your love (love)
Used to love me when I was broke, I got rich and now you're gonna heat me up?
You gon' beat me what? Come on Cletus, walk over your limp back
I am not the one to be pissed at, 'cause you gon' mess around and get pimp slapped (yeah)
Nothin worse than a beggin stripper, not dancin, sayin I better tip her
I ain't down with that beggin baby, get on your grind, 'cause I beg to differ
Naw I wasn't born with a silver spoon (spoon)
Snakes ain't welcome up in the room (room)
Bet ya I'm the one that make you change your tune
When I bomb up on ya like "tick, tick, tick, boom"
Super cool, don't be fooled by the haterism on overdose (dose)
Hombre negocio es en la casa, it's over folks (folks)
Gettin money from coast to coast and that's the reason I hold the most
Better not be in my rear view, 'cause I will shoot when I'm on the spokes
It ain't fair for you, get a parachute, I'll embarrass you if you don't leap
Don't matter if I roll deep, you be "Super Dave" and you gon' leak
Run up on me actin like ya hungry, I turn the heat to a cold feast
You gonna feel like you obese when I make ya swallow my whole piece
[gunshot]
You know it's crazy right?
I've been out on the west coast
Kickin it, grindin
It's the same thing everywhere I go though
Know what I'm talkin 'bout?
Yeah!
Major Pain boy
[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
Man the streets just ain't the same, I stay on the low, low
'Cause y'all be messin up the game, don't keep it real no mo'
That's why I'm a keep that thang, everywhere I go whoa
I'm solo, solo, solo, solo
[Break - Chamillionaire - talking {Crooked I}]
Know what I'm talkin 'bout?
Took it to the west coast {Chamillionaire!}
Solo, solo (uh), solo {C.O.B. mix}, solo
The suits tried to hate on us {re-remix!}
Solo, solo (let's get it), solo {the LBC mix}, solo (ye-yeah)
[Verse 1 - Crooked I]
Now I lay me down to sleep, pray to God my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake, I just want my soul to creep
Do it like I did it in the Long Beach streets, when I'm upstairs with the ODB
(Shame on a Nigga) for tryin to run game on a nigga, lame nigga you won't be me
Won't be be Proof, won't be Pun, won't be Pimp, won't be 'Pac
Same nigga in the passenger seat askin you to pass the weed is a low key cop (yeah)
That's why I do my dirt by my lonely, out with the wind, my enemies don't know me
Even the ones pretendin to be a friend of me, my mama can feel your energy, homeboy your phony!
Tell me you love me, dap me and hug me, knife in the back, how triflin is that?
Then the shit get ugly, the '09 Muggsy, nice with a MAC, put a price on your hat (bap)
Came in the world all by myself, leave out the world all by myself
I remind myself to ask the most high, to protect my mind, my body, my health (please)
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Yeah, yeah, ye-yeah
Why would I kick it? All y'all some snitches, y'all look suspicious, don't need your love (love)
Used to love me when I was broke, I got rich and now you're gonna heat me up?
You gon' beat me what? Come on Cletus, walk over your limp back
I am not the one to be pissed at, 'cause you gon' mess around and get pimp slapped (yeah)
Nothin worse than a beggin stripper, not dancin, sayin I better tip her
I ain't down with that beggin baby, get on your grind, 'cause I beg to differ
Naw I wasn't born with a silver spoon (spoon)
Snakes ain't welcome up in the room (room)
Bet ya I'm the one that make you change your tune
When I bomb up on ya like "tick, tick, tick, boom"
Super cool, don't be fooled by the haterism on overdose (dose)
Hombre negocio es en la casa, it's over folks (folks)
Gettin money from coast to coast and that's the reason I hold the most
Better not be in my rear view, 'cause I will shoot when I'm on the spokes
It ain't fair for you, get a parachute, I'll embarrass you if you don't leap
Don't matter if I roll deep, you be "Super Dave" and you gon' leak
Run up on me actin like ya hungry, I turn the heat to a cold feast
You gonna feel like you obese when I make ya swallow my whole piece
[gunshot]
The One lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking and impersonating "The Godfather"]
Hard hit assassin
Some people call him Chamillionaire
Other people call him King Koopa
A very dangerous guy, you know?
He's been workin with me for ten years
Let me call him in
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Allow me to reintroduce myself, I am the one (one), that y'all try to copy (woo!)
I'm talkin disc, CD or like floppy
And I ain't standin next to y'all, so just crop me
Photoshop money, y'all can say that y'all top me (one)
Tell God I don't deserve this living (nah)
And tell Hugh Hef' I don't deserve his women
Got the Play Bunnies with the curls just swimmin
They say ask and you receive, so all the girls just give in (one)
Yeah, ya know the jealous ones envy
Glass is half full or the glass is half empty (fo' real?)
It doesn't matter 'cause you drunk, so don't tempt me
Your girl got a tattoo on her back that say "rent me" (one)
Outspend me and get to handcuffin
Stacks on deck but you know I'm a hand nothin
I give a pass just to hear ya man huffin
And puffin to his man like he done really did something (one)
Been killin the streets with all my product man
I drag mixtapes around in a body bag (woo)
(Ridin Dirty) and they knew it when they saw the tags
More ammunition in the trunk than the Saudis had (one)
Forget beef 'cause I proved that I'm the baddest
And y'all still question my USDA status (fo' real)
Y'all my children but I'm really embarrassed
But no Al Bundy with the money it's "Marriage" (one)
And you know who bootleggin me, you some rejects
Ducked the little blanks that you shootin like a reflex
I'm like The Hulk and I'm angered by your weak threats
I'm a oversized beast bustin out a V-neck (one)
I'm so creative and they created a art dealer
A artist that sells art for all of y'all figures
I don't discriminate with rappers, I'm a all killer
Godzilla, never, ever hurt by your artill-
ery (one) and I promise that I'm more than hype
Four of ten Texas rappers are my prototypes
If you gonna do it, then you got to do it more than right
That ain't no Hapoosa mayne, homie that's a motorcyc/psyche (one)
I'm on the flight, all my money's well spent (spent)
On Continental and a continent is where I went (went)
I hit the checking counter they be askin me for rent
I'm goin to hit ya chick and she won't ask me for a cent (one)
Told me that she bi and doesn't mean she bicoastal
Flow through, poke you, like a player supposed to
Runnin through your thoughts while you're sleepin like it's '02
H2 (yeah), O (yeah), you get wetter than a boat (woo, one)
Ever diss me then I'm the one that will promote you
Show you what it is 'til everybody know you
Hopeful, hope you don't ever get too vocal
'Cause I'm a just approach you when you do it and ch-choke you (one)
Hard hit assassin
Some people call him Chamillionaire
Other people call him King Koopa
A very dangerous guy, you know?
He's been workin with me for ten years
Let me call him in
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Allow me to reintroduce myself, I am the one (one), that y'all try to copy (woo!)
I'm talkin disc, CD or like floppy
And I ain't standin next to y'all, so just crop me
Photoshop money, y'all can say that y'all top me (one)
Tell God I don't deserve this living (nah)
And tell Hugh Hef' I don't deserve his women
Got the Play Bunnies with the curls just swimmin
They say ask and you receive, so all the girls just give in (one)
Yeah, ya know the jealous ones envy
Glass is half full or the glass is half empty (fo' real?)
It doesn't matter 'cause you drunk, so don't tempt me
Your girl got a tattoo on her back that say "rent me" (one)
Outspend me and get to handcuffin
Stacks on deck but you know I'm a hand nothin
I give a pass just to hear ya man huffin
And puffin to his man like he done really did something (one)
Been killin the streets with all my product man
I drag mixtapes around in a body bag (woo)
(Ridin Dirty) and they knew it when they saw the tags
More ammunition in the trunk than the Saudis had (one)
Forget beef 'cause I proved that I'm the baddest
And y'all still question my USDA status (fo' real)
Y'all my children but I'm really embarrassed
But no Al Bundy with the money it's "Marriage" (one)
And you know who bootleggin me, you some rejects
Ducked the little blanks that you shootin like a reflex
I'm like The Hulk and I'm angered by your weak threats
I'm a oversized beast bustin out a V-neck (one)
I'm so creative and they created a art dealer
A artist that sells art for all of y'all figures
I don't discriminate with rappers, I'm a all killer
Godzilla, never, ever hurt by your artill-
ery (one) and I promise that I'm more than hype
Four of ten Texas rappers are my prototypes
If you gonna do it, then you got to do it more than right
That ain't no Hapoosa mayne, homie that's a motorcyc/psyche (one)
I'm on the flight, all my money's well spent (spent)
On Continental and a continent is where I went (went)
I hit the checking counter they be askin me for rent
I'm goin to hit ya chick and she won't ask me for a cent (one)
Told me that she bi and doesn't mean she bicoastal
Flow through, poke you, like a player supposed to
Runnin through your thoughts while you're sleepin like it's '02
H2 (yeah), O (yeah), you get wetter than a boat (woo, one)
Ever diss me then I'm the one that will promote you
Show you what it is 'til everybody know you
Hopeful, hope you don't ever get too vocal
'Cause I'm a just approach you when you do it and ch-choke you (one)
Still Hustlin lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Chorus]
I'm so tiiiired of this game but I don't wanna live life strugglin
(Life live strugglin), so I'm still hustlin (I'm still hustlin)
I'm so tiiiired of this game but I don't wanna live life strugglin
(Life live strugglin), so I'm still hustlin (I'm still hustlin)
[Verse]
Still hustlin, check it
And now I'm movin on to bigger chores, now it's plenty city tours
Used to ride the Civic, now I'm doin business in the Porsche
First I open up the booth, then I'm walkin in the doors
Everytime I'm in it, I be feelin like it's intercourse ('course)
Went in it raw and they scream soon as I came
And Koopa was the name that every woman would blame
But I am not the father 'cause me and you ain't the same (why?)
The whole rap game is impregnated with lames (lames)
Showin off your little chain, rappin like your Lil Wayne
Actin like ya really bang, thinkin you the illest thang (uh)
You ain't on your business man, mostly of y'all should feel ashamed
Why'd you trade your soul, if you can't get a bit of fame?
And they argue that I was once in that position
But they liars, I never had to beg for you to listen (woo)
Muslim or a Christian but they on another mission
'Cause people treat ya like God when you in my position (Amen)
Soon as ya get a Rover, it's like everybody for ya (yeah)
And givin out ya number, it's like everybody mobile
'Cause everybody's spiritual when they the ones below ya (woo)
And even Jigga got killers that's callin him Jehovah
I got a little hate for all the fakers I confess ('fess)
And that's the reason that I'm steady switchin my address
Our test (yes), is tried to get paid like Artest
And yes (yes), I happen to be the best, I guess, I'm just
[Chorus]
I'm so tiiiired of this game but I don't wanna live life strugglin
(Life live strugglin), so I'm still hustlin (I'm still hustlin)
I'm so tiiiired of this game but I don't wanna live life strugglin
(Life live strugglin), so I'm still hustlin (I'm still hustlin)
[Verse]
Still hustlin, check it
And now I'm movin on to bigger chores, now it's plenty city tours
Used to ride the Civic, now I'm doin business in the Porsche
First I open up the booth, then I'm walkin in the doors
Everytime I'm in it, I be feelin like it's intercourse ('course)
Went in it raw and they scream soon as I came
And Koopa was the name that every woman would blame
But I am not the father 'cause me and you ain't the same (why?)
The whole rap game is impregnated with lames (lames)
Showin off your little chain, rappin like your Lil Wayne
Actin like ya really bang, thinkin you the illest thang (uh)
You ain't on your business man, mostly of y'all should feel ashamed
Why'd you trade your soul, if you can't get a bit of fame?
And they argue that I was once in that position
But they liars, I never had to beg for you to listen (woo)
Muslim or a Christian but they on another mission
'Cause people treat ya like God when you in my position (Amen)
Soon as ya get a Rover, it's like everybody for ya (yeah)
And givin out ya number, it's like everybody mobile
'Cause everybody's spiritual when they the ones below ya (woo)
And even Jigga got killers that's callin him Jehovah
I got a little hate for all the fakers I confess ('fess)
And that's the reason that I'm steady switchin my address
Our test (yes), is tried to get paid like Artest
And yes (yes), I happen to be the best, I guess, I'm just
[Chorus]
Scratch That lyrics - chamillionaire
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Uh, I heard there was a funeral for Auto-Tune
I'm glad that I'm livin, some of y'all is doomed
Talkin 'bout death, I'd be honored to
Death of DJs yellin over all the tunes
Thought he was the man but that boy a coon
And I'm so street smart they call me "Harvard Goon"
Mixtape Messiah 8 is what y'all assume
But scratch that, better take cover, dodge the boom! (yeah)
[explosion]
Gotta kill it like Michael, not Jackson but Vick (why?)
Get punished for the crime, have 'em still on my dick
I'm so Pharreal with this thing on my hip (yep)
Pusha and a Malice, yeah I got me two Clipse (Clipse)
Lookin for some trouble, you can have your first wish
I'd take your house, have your kitchen on bricks (woo!)
No banana in the tailpipe Miss (nah)
Pullin my money and it's never no splits
Whips what you mean, I could be a slave master
Hundred for the Benz but the 'lac is way faster
(College) dropout like I never heard Asher
I don't need your opinion if I ain't ask ya
Make 'em remember they asthma
Ladies want to practice, I make 'em play tackle (tackle)
Chill out, what ya hidin from the drop for?
Lookin for some ice baby, welcome to Alaska
(N Luv Wit My Money), I'm just tryin to kiss stacks (yep)
Tryin to date mine, I'm a tell the chick tax (yep)
Million dollar mack, have your mama on her back
Tap Tap for Revenge like the iPhone app (ha)
King of mixtapes, let 'em know that that's fact
I'm fittin to run rap, mess around and get lapped (lapped)
Round of applause for ya if I get jacked
I bet ya hear claps comin out the kid's strap (woo!)
Everytime they see me, they just call me "hachoo"
'Cause every verse sick enough to give ya that flu (flu)
Every stack I'm pickin up thick as Ragu
I'm pullin up in my dropper, they like "Koopa, that's you?"
True, I just want my clout to last
And they say that money talks, so I'm talkin fast (fast)
Promise my vault is like Alcatraz
Ya break in, you're never gonna make it out with cash
Could get money out of Pamela Anderson (what?)
And her son, I'm the man with funds (funds)
Give me your account, let me manage one
I'm a gon' clean it out until the damage done
Let me be clear (yeah), no antenna
Hundred thou' stacks, that's a big man dinner
Pull up outside on some big chrome spinners
Hop out just to show you how quick I can get scrilla
Uh, I heard there was a funeral for Auto-Tune
I'm glad that I'm livin, some of y'all is doomed
Talkin 'bout death, I'd be honored to
Death of DJs yellin over all the tunes
Thought he was the man but that boy a coon
And I'm so street smart they call me "Harvard Goon"
Mixtape Messiah 8 is what y'all assume
But scratch that, better take cover, dodge the boom! (yeah)
[explosion]
Gotta kill it like Michael, not Jackson but Vick (why?)
Get punished for the crime, have 'em still on my dick
I'm so Pharreal with this thing on my hip (yep)
Pusha and a Malice, yeah I got me two Clipse (Clipse)
Lookin for some trouble, you can have your first wish
I'd take your house, have your kitchen on bricks (woo!)
No banana in the tailpipe Miss (nah)
Pullin my money and it's never no splits
Whips what you mean, I could be a slave master
Hundred for the Benz but the 'lac is way faster
(College) dropout like I never heard Asher
I don't need your opinion if I ain't ask ya
Make 'em remember they asthma
Ladies want to practice, I make 'em play tackle (tackle)
Chill out, what ya hidin from the drop for?
Lookin for some ice baby, welcome to Alaska
(N Luv Wit My Money), I'm just tryin to kiss stacks (yep)
Tryin to date mine, I'm a tell the chick tax (yep)
Million dollar mack, have your mama on her back
Tap Tap for Revenge like the iPhone app (ha)
King of mixtapes, let 'em know that that's fact
I'm fittin to run rap, mess around and get lapped (lapped)
Round of applause for ya if I get jacked
I bet ya hear claps comin out the kid's strap (woo!)
Everytime they see me, they just call me "hachoo"
'Cause every verse sick enough to give ya that flu (flu)
Every stack I'm pickin up thick as Ragu
I'm pullin up in my dropper, they like "Koopa, that's you?"
True, I just want my clout to last
And they say that money talks, so I'm talkin fast (fast)
Promise my vault is like Alcatraz
Ya break in, you're never gonna make it out with cash
Could get money out of Pamela Anderson (what?)
And her son, I'm the man with funds (funds)
Give me your account, let me manage one
I'm a gon' clean it out until the damage done
Let me be clear (yeah), no antenna
Hundred thou' stacks, that's a big man dinner
Pull up outside on some big chrome spinners
Hop out just to show you how quick I can get scrilla
Dead Presidents lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Sample from "Foe Tha Love Of $" by Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - w/ ad libs]
For the love of money [3X]
[Beat changes to instrumental of Jay-Z's "Dead Presidents"]
[Chorus - Sample from "The World Is Yours" by Nas {Chamillionaire}]
Presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for dead (fuckin) presidents to represent me
{I'm out for dead presidents to represent me}
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Check it, that's why I put no people under my wing
Welcome rain but still wonder what the thunder might bring
I already did my thing, I will forever be king
Take a look inside my pockets, such a devilish thing
They say that money's the root, a tree's growin out of my pocket
I pull a branch off it and try my best not to drop it (why?)
'Cause gold diggers watch and I like to call it boppin
And I am not a Simpson/simp son but rest in peace to Cochran (Amen)
You're rich man, they tell me this how it 'sposed to feel
Haters try to hinder the hustle before I close the deal (fo' real)
But it's off with your head homie, you know the drill
Hang your body up from a ceiling and call it overkill (woo)
Chamilli, I am the Alpha and Omega
Stoppin me is like winter in Denver with humid weather
Never, ever, ever, your head it could get severed (yeah)
I got these haters sick, it'd be better to get better
How do you possibly think you're reachin as high after me?
Three times quicker, just call me the triathlete
It ain't a thing that I did that I feel I can't repeat (what?)
It ain't a thing that I did that I feel I can't repeat (okay)
They spend their life to prove their realness to half a street
Already lived your entire life in a half a week
Destiny lookin fine, so I just smack a cheek
And even when I'm not even tryin, another can't compete, yeah
[Chorus 2 - Sample from "The World Is Yours" by Nas {Chamillionaire} - 2X]
I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for dead (fuckin) presidents to represent me
{I'm out for dead presidents to represent me}
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Before I had a million, I talked a million into existence
They say it pays off, well thank you to my persistence (you welcome)
Look at the vehicle to see how well I lived it
I keep a elbow on the rim like I was Vincent (Carter)
Too bad you missed it, a decade already passed
Already got everything that they said that I couldn't have (couldn't have)
And now I don't even want it, look at it like it's trash
One man's trash is another's treasure, so get a bag
Apologies for all of the materialism
But all the times that I didn't do it is when they didn't listen (listen)
So now I sit and vision, times when my wrists didn't glisten
Like I just want to go back but who the heck I'm kiddin? (woo)
'Cause if I did that, then you would never get mad
I'd be tryin to get back to where I am in this rap
So I just try to get cash and be done with the riff-raff
And I swear a slut could never, ever get half (haha)
[Chorus 2]
For the love of money [3X]
[Beat changes to instrumental of Jay-Z's "Dead Presidents"]
[Chorus - Sample from "The World Is Yours" by Nas {Chamillionaire}]
Presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for dead (fuckin) presidents to represent me
{I'm out for dead presidents to represent me}
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Check it, that's why I put no people under my wing
Welcome rain but still wonder what the thunder might bring
I already did my thing, I will forever be king
Take a look inside my pockets, such a devilish thing
They say that money's the root, a tree's growin out of my pocket
I pull a branch off it and try my best not to drop it (why?)
'Cause gold diggers watch and I like to call it boppin
And I am not a Simpson/simp son but rest in peace to Cochran (Amen)
You're rich man, they tell me this how it 'sposed to feel
Haters try to hinder the hustle before I close the deal (fo' real)
But it's off with your head homie, you know the drill
Hang your body up from a ceiling and call it overkill (woo)
Chamilli, I am the Alpha and Omega
Stoppin me is like winter in Denver with humid weather
Never, ever, ever, your head it could get severed (yeah)
I got these haters sick, it'd be better to get better
How do you possibly think you're reachin as high after me?
Three times quicker, just call me the triathlete
It ain't a thing that I did that I feel I can't repeat (what?)
It ain't a thing that I did that I feel I can't repeat (okay)
They spend their life to prove their realness to half a street
Already lived your entire life in a half a week
Destiny lookin fine, so I just smack a cheek
And even when I'm not even tryin, another can't compete, yeah
[Chorus 2 - Sample from "The World Is Yours" by Nas {Chamillionaire} - 2X]
I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for dead (fuckin) presidents to represent me
{I'm out for dead presidents to represent me}
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Before I had a million, I talked a million into existence
They say it pays off, well thank you to my persistence (you welcome)
Look at the vehicle to see how well I lived it
I keep a elbow on the rim like I was Vincent (Carter)
Too bad you missed it, a decade already passed
Already got everything that they said that I couldn't have (couldn't have)
And now I don't even want it, look at it like it's trash
One man's trash is another's treasure, so get a bag
Apologies for all of the materialism
But all the times that I didn't do it is when they didn't listen (listen)
So now I sit and vision, times when my wrists didn't glisten
Like I just want to go back but who the heck I'm kiddin? (woo)
'Cause if I did that, then you would never get mad
I'd be tryin to get back to where I am in this rap
So I just try to get cash and be done with the riff-raff
And I swear a slut could never, ever get half (haha)
[Chorus 2]
Successful lyrics - Chamillionaire
(Chamillitary mayne)
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Yeah
In school I was skinny, my homie told me "I'll show you things"
Then he taught me how to take a soda out a coke machine
Hurry up before it ring, wrote a letter to the bing
Life can get you screwed and ya it's true, my homie's on a lean
Hit the money spot, couldn't pull no money out
Went to Pen and Pixel, asked to help 'em with the Photoshop
Knew the pictures wasn't real, Pen and Pixel known to crop
Now they takin pictures of the drop when I unfold the top
Uh, my father put me in a Levi
Couldn't afford to step in a Huarache or a Fila
Psychic walked up to me, asked me if I wanna see my
Future, I told her "no because my future is to be fly"
Uh, I got my sky miles up
Successful just ain't in sight, I guess I found my luck
Said every chick I'm around in that H-Town messed up
Especially to have the privilege of an all night tuck (yeah)
[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
I got the money, money and the cars
Cars and the clothes, the hoes, I suppose
I knew I would be, I knew I would be successful
I knew I would be, I knew I would be successful (yeah)
I knew I would be, I knew I would be successful
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Said I was dressin tacky (yeah), while they was dressin in khakis
Walked in the gymnasium, back when
they didn't attack me (yeah)
Pictures that they attach me that say "that I miss you badly"
Wonderin how it feel to realize that you could of had me (could of had me)
Even in Spanish little Kelly was lookin cute
The usages of her tongue could never be good as you
It was Quito (yeah), Ecuador (yeah), Lima (yeah), Peru
Who knew that I would of flew? to every city that she spew
Interview and I ain't even have no time for dinner
But no one cares that you're skinny when they feel that you a winner
Women want to be with you, even if you a beginner
Want you to stay the night even if you ain't really finna
You enter, the room and she's watchin out the corner
Her eye on you, realize that she got barely nothin on her
She gets off of the bed and then says "follow if you wanna" (yep)
She hops in the jacuzzi and says join her (yep)
[Chorus]
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Yeah
In school I was skinny, my homie told me "I'll show you things"
Then he taught me how to take a soda out a coke machine
Hurry up before it ring, wrote a letter to the bing
Life can get you screwed and ya it's true, my homie's on a lean
Hit the money spot, couldn't pull no money out
Went to Pen and Pixel, asked to help 'em with the Photoshop
Knew the pictures wasn't real, Pen and Pixel known to crop
Now they takin pictures of the drop when I unfold the top
Uh, my father put me in a Levi
Couldn't afford to step in a Huarache or a Fila
Psychic walked up to me, asked me if I wanna see my
Future, I told her "no because my future is to be fly"
Uh, I got my sky miles up
Successful just ain't in sight, I guess I found my luck
Said every chick I'm around in that H-Town messed up
Especially to have the privilege of an all night tuck (yeah)
[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
I got the money, money and the cars
Cars and the clothes, the hoes, I suppose
I knew I would be, I knew I would be successful
I knew I would be, I knew I would be successful (yeah)
I knew I would be, I knew I would be successful
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Said I was dressin tacky (yeah), while they was dressin in khakis
Walked in the gymnasium, back when
they didn't attack me (yeah)
Pictures that they attach me that say "that I miss you badly"
Wonderin how it feel to realize that you could of had me (could of had me)
Even in Spanish little Kelly was lookin cute
The usages of her tongue could never be good as you
It was Quito (yeah), Ecuador (yeah), Lima (yeah), Peru
Who knew that I would of flew? to every city that she spew
Interview and I ain't even have no time for dinner
But no one cares that you're skinny when they feel that you a winner
Women want to be with you, even if you a beginner
Want you to stay the night even if you ain't really finna
You enter, the room and she's watchin out the corner
Her eye on you, realize that she got barely nothin on her
She gets off of the bed and then says "follow if you wanna" (yep)
She hops in the jacuzzi and says join her (yep)
[Chorus]
On The Grind lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire - singing]
Sick of tired (sick of tired)
Of all the fakers walkin in my life (in my life)
I told ya once and then I told ya twice (told ya twice)
You got to go, I'll make a sacrifice, a sacrifice (hold up)
Dirty mind (dirty mind)
she playin games because she know she fine (she know she fine)
I said "let's play" and plus she didn't mind (didn't mind)
So I just let her sip a little white wine and now she mine (for real)
I can't live mine (I can't live mine)
If I'm livin yours, then I ain't livin my life (my life)
You will regret, I bet you'll pay the price (pay the price)
Somebody else is tryin to try me tonight (nah), that's suicide (let's go)
[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
On my grind (on my grind)
I got to stay grindin at all times
That's even if it means a nine to five (yeah)
That's even if it's workin overtime, stay on the grind (the grind)
I'm on my grind (on my grind)
I got to stay grindin at all times
That's even if it means a nine to five (yeah)
That's even if it's workin overtime, I stay on the grind (the grind)
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire - rapping]
Ye-yeah, yeah my rims brought me attention but my pension brought my tension
'Cause my last boss said that my check what he forgot to mention (what?)
That's okay, 'cause I quit (quit), Uncle Sam took half of it
Told that dude to get off my dick, bought a banana with my split
For my clip, loadin it up, told you the four and the four gettin tucked
How much more is he supposed to deduct? And the repo man always towin my truck
401K, don't come with play and MPCs don't come with Dre
Homie say he can get me a job but the problem is it don't come with pay
Mama say "can't say nothin nice, you ain't got nothin to say"
So I'd say, Mr. Bill Collector [gun cocked], be on your way
Sick of tired (sick of tired)
Of all the fakers walkin in my life (in my life)
I told ya once and then I told ya twice (told ya twice)
You got to go, I'll make a sacrifice, a sacrifice (hold up)
Dirty mind (dirty mind)
she playin games because she know she fine (she know she fine)
I said "let's play" and plus she didn't mind (didn't mind)
So I just let her sip a little white wine and now she mine (for real)
I can't live mine (I can't live mine)
If I'm livin yours, then I ain't livin my life (my life)
You will regret, I bet you'll pay the price (pay the price)
Somebody else is tryin to try me tonight (nah), that's suicide (let's go)
[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
On my grind (on my grind)
I got to stay grindin at all times
That's even if it means a nine to five (yeah)
That's even if it's workin overtime, stay on the grind (the grind)
I'm on my grind (on my grind)
I got to stay grindin at all times
That's even if it means a nine to five (yeah)
That's even if it's workin overtime, I stay on the grind (the grind)
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire - rapping]
Ye-yeah, yeah my rims brought me attention but my pension brought my tension
'Cause my last boss said that my check what he forgot to mention (what?)
That's okay, 'cause I quit (quit), Uncle Sam took half of it
Told that dude to get off my dick, bought a banana with my split
For my clip, loadin it up, told you the four and the four gettin tucked
How much more is he supposed to deduct? And the repo man always towin my truck
401K, don't come with play and MPCs don't come with Dre
Homie say he can get me a job but the problem is it don't come with pay
Mama say "can't say nothin nice, you ain't got nothin to say"
So I'd say, Mr. Bill Collector [gun cocked], be on your way
Lonely At The Top lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Gunshot]
[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
Came a long way, know what I'm sayin?
They tried to tell me how it was gonna be
It's crazy but they all just kept sayin the same thing
[Chorus - Chamillionaire - 4X]
They say it's lonely (they say it's lonely), lonely at the top (top)
Lonely at the top (top), lonely at the top
[Break - Chamillionaire]
It's so lonely
It's so lonellllly
It's so lonely
It's so lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
It's so lonely
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Ye-yeah, you can't get to the top without ever riskin your armor
You'll never have full control and that's even if you Obama (fo' real)
Keep a pen for the paper and keep a pistol for drama
Keep a clip for the paper too or they liftin your dollars
Paper clip and I promise, I punch ya just to be honest
Goin over they head 'cause most people Hooked on Ebonics
How he work for the police and he gon' slip ya some chronic?
Money's the root of all evil, then our (pockets is demonic) (yeah)
You go out bein greedy like Madoff did for a dollar
You'll be instantly famous, they takin pics with your barber (fo' real)
They'll be messy as ever, especially if it's a blogger
Turn a artist to target just 'cause your pissed he ain't call ya
Take a trip to the 'hood and you can go pick an Osama
Ain't no camels20but trust me you can get hit with the llama
Never cross the wrong person 'cause he might give you the karma
Hear 'em clappin that, clappin that, like a pistol performance (woo)
You'll be ready to fight when they send a diss to ya mama (okay)
You'll be ready to kill when they send a diss to ya daughter (okay)
Left your girl by her lonely, ya friend assist ya and call her
Wouldn't pay her attention and now you (wish that you saw her)
Because it's
[Chorus]
It's so lonely
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
See I had came with some groupies but I forgot who they was (why?)
'Cause they forgot where they manners was when we got in the club (okay)
They forgot that they came with me when they got 'em a buzz
They yellin "me" (me) when Jay-Z askin "who rollin with us?" (say what?)
On Patron or that vodka like it's the poppinest drug (drug)
She club hoppin with us and then she club poppin with thugs (Slim Thug)
I be solo as ever, 'cause bullets poppin because
He step out with the Bloods and then he got popped by a Cuz
Smoke screen, a mirage, all the candy and cars (cars)
Should of seen how these chickens so quick to hand me they drawers (they drawers)
Look how you throwin rocks like you never had any flaws [people clapping]
You can keep your perfection and you have the applause
[Chorus]
[Break - Chamillionaire]
It's so lonely
It's so lonellllly
It's so lonely
It's so lonely, lonely,
lonely, lonely, yeah
[Outro - Chamillionaire - talking over Chorus/Break until end]
Yeah, uh, uh
It's lonely at the top, right?
Unless I stand up here and see down to the bottom clear
Yeah
Spend your whole life chasin cheddar
Sometimes you just feel like you just want to move on to somethin better
Know what I'm sayin?
I know it's somethin bigger out there, I know it is man, I know it is
Success is similar to goin to jail and gettin locked up by yourself
You got a lot of time to think
Yeah, you gon' have a lot of time to think homie
A whole lot of time to think
You gonna be by yourself
'Cause you ain't gonna want to hang out nobody that's a back stabber
You ain't gonna want to be around people that always come around
with ulterior motives
And you ain't really able to notice
You know, got they hand out, beggin for money
Like you owe 'em the World, you know what I'm sayin?
That's why I ain't lookin at them, I'm lookin for you, you're the future
Are you listenin? I know you're out there, yeah
[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
Came a long way, know what I'm sayin?
They tried to tell me how it was gonna be
It's crazy but they all just kept sayin the same thing
[Chorus - Chamillionaire - 4X]
They say it's lonely (they say it's lonely), lonely at the top (top)
Lonely at the top (top), lonely at the top
[Break - Chamillionaire]
It's so lonely
It's so lonellllly
It's so lonely
It's so lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
It's so lonely
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Ye-yeah, you can't get to the top without ever riskin your armor
You'll never have full control and that's even if you Obama (fo' real)
Keep a pen for the paper and keep a pistol for drama
Keep a clip for the paper too or they liftin your dollars
Paper clip and I promise, I punch ya just to be honest
Goin over they head 'cause most people Hooked on Ebonics
How he work for the police and he gon' slip ya some chronic?
Money's the root of all evil, then our (pockets is demonic) (yeah)
You go out bein greedy like Madoff did for a dollar
You'll be instantly famous, they takin pics with your barber (fo' real)
They'll be messy as ever, especially if it's a blogger
Turn a artist to target just 'cause your pissed he ain't call ya
Take a trip to the 'hood and you can go pick an Osama
Ain't no camels20but trust me you can get hit with the llama
Never cross the wrong person 'cause he might give you the karma
Hear 'em clappin that, clappin that, like a pistol performance (woo)
You'll be ready to fight when they send a diss to ya mama (okay)
You'll be ready to kill when they send a diss to ya daughter (okay)
Left your girl by her lonely, ya friend assist ya and call her
Wouldn't pay her attention and now you (wish that you saw her)
Because it's
[Chorus]
It's so lonely
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
See I had came with some groupies but I forgot who they was (why?)
'Cause they forgot where they manners was when we got in the club (okay)
They forgot that they came with me when they got 'em a buzz
They yellin "me" (me) when Jay-Z askin "who rollin with us?" (say what?)
On Patron or that vodka like it's the poppinest drug (drug)
She club hoppin with us and then she club poppin with thugs (Slim Thug)
I be solo as ever, 'cause bullets poppin because
He step out with the Bloods and then he got popped by a Cuz
Smoke screen, a mirage, all the candy and cars (cars)
Should of seen how these chickens so quick to hand me they drawers (they drawers)
Look how you throwin rocks like you never had any flaws [people clapping]
You can keep your perfection and you have the applause
[Chorus]
[Break - Chamillionaire]
It's so lonely
It's so lonellllly
It's so lonely
It's so lonely, lonely,
lonely, lonely, yeah
[Outro - Chamillionaire - talking over Chorus/Break until end]
Yeah, uh, uh
It's lonely at the top, right?
Unless I stand up here and see down to the bottom clear
Yeah
Spend your whole life chasin cheddar
Sometimes you just feel like you just want to move on to somethin better
Know what I'm sayin?
I know it's somethin bigger out there, I know it is man, I know it is
Success is similar to goin to jail and gettin locked up by yourself
You got a lot of time to think
Yeah, you gon' have a lot of time to think homie
A whole lot of time to think
You gonna be by yourself
'Cause you ain't gonna want to hang out nobody that's a back stabber
You ain't gonna want to be around people that always come around
with ulterior motives
And you ain't really able to notice
You know, got they hand out, beggin for money
Like you owe 'em the World, you know what I'm sayin?
That's why I ain't lookin at them, I'm lookin for you, you're the future
Are you listenin? I know you're out there, yeah
Life Goes On lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Tony Henry)
[Intro - Tony Henry - talking]
Mmmmm, yeah
Life goes on
[Break - Chamillionaire - w/ ad libs by Tony Henry]
They told me to make another song for the radio (radio)
My mind keeps tellin me "yes" but my heart keeps tellin me "no" (no)
And all I can really think about is the fact that you're gone (fact that you're gone)
So now it looks like I've got another sad song
[Chorus - Chamillionaire - 2X]
Life goes on (goes on)
Life goes on
Life goes on, baby, baby
Life goes on
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Yeah (yeah), they was watchin my pockets while I was poppin my tags
Stayin friends with my friends has been the impossible task
If I had a dollar for every friend that I thought that would last
I'd hit my head on the ceiling, standin on top of my cash
You just tryin to be playa, they just tryin to play you
Soon as you get in some trouble, we'll see who tryin to save you
Promise you that the day you try to hit me with betrayal
I'm a smell your cologne, I'll be so close on your trail
And the homie you really thought was the realest a snitch
I'm the person you call when you tryin to get out a ditch
Yeah I'm talkin to you, wear the shoe if it fits
The broke people that know you, gon' say you changed when your rich (uh)
I'm on the screen shinin, so get with the program
Money's the team baby and I am the spokesman
The trophy is more grands, I hold it with both hands
I shook off the haters after I told them
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Haha, I used to be such a playa, 'til I hopped out of the game
Plenty knowledge and dollars, I went to college with fame
Used to look ya relationships like a positive thang
'Til I turned into a bank account to deposit your blame
Used to be such a player but now I'm only a ref
So when I tell ya ya fouled and you can only accept
Still hungry as ever, somebody show me a chef
Appetite for the money, so stick a fork in the rest
Unless you callin my mother, I know she love me the best
(Still N Luv Wit My Money), 'cause money love me to death
Used to promise my lady we'd have the loveliest sex
Was in love with the hunnies but they just loved me and left
All the groupies that's callin me thought I didn't exist
Yeah I'm talkin to you, wear the shoe if it fits
She put death on her lips, tried to give me a kiss
But I turned my head away so she would miss, now
[Chorus]
[Break - w/ ad libs from Tony Henry]
[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
What it looks like, yeah
'Cause I ain't speakin through music to try to get ya to dance
Tryin to get ya to just give the bigger picture a glance
Record label get mad, you can keep the advance
You could blame it on me and say it was me when they ask
Yeah he came with a mic, they had came with a knife
Yeah he died on the spot but after savin his wife
See the pain that I write, it ain't a thang to recite
Ain't a thang 'cause really I'm just explainin my life
I could tell ya to smile but it would sound kind of sad
I could talk about music but it would sound like I'm mad
'Cause the first thing I thought about when my pen hit the pad
Is before I finish this song, another partner passed
[Chorus - w/ ad libs from Tony Henry]
[Outro - Tony Henry - singing]
Yes it does
Life goes on and on and on
On and on
Ohhhhh, ohhhhh
Life goes on
Yeeeeeah
Yes it does
Mmmmm, yeah
Life goes on
[Break - Chamillionaire - w/ ad libs by Tony Henry]
They told me to make another song for the radio (radio)
My mind keeps tellin me "yes" but my heart keeps tellin me "no" (no)
And all I can really think about is the fact that you're gone (fact that you're gone)
So now it looks like I've got another sad song
[Chorus - Chamillionaire - 2X]
Life goes on (goes on)
Life goes on
Life goes on, baby, baby
Life goes on
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Yeah (yeah), they was watchin my pockets while I was poppin my tags
Stayin friends with my friends has been the impossible task
If I had a dollar for every friend that I thought that would last
I'd hit my head on the ceiling, standin on top of my cash
You just tryin to be playa, they just tryin to play you
Soon as you get in some trouble, we'll see who tryin to save you
Promise you that the day you try to hit me with betrayal
I'm a smell your cologne, I'll be so close on your trail
And the homie you really thought was the realest a snitch
I'm the person you call when you tryin to get out a ditch
Yeah I'm talkin to you, wear the shoe if it fits
The broke people that know you, gon' say you changed when your rich (uh)
I'm on the screen shinin, so get with the program
Money's the team baby and I am the spokesman
The trophy is more grands, I hold it with both hands
I shook off the haters after I told them
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Haha, I used to be such a playa, 'til I hopped out of the game
Plenty knowledge and dollars, I went to college with fame
Used to look ya relationships like a positive thang
'Til I turned into a bank account to deposit your blame
Used to be such a player but now I'm only a ref
So when I tell ya ya fouled and you can only accept
Still hungry as ever, somebody show me a chef
Appetite for the money, so stick a fork in the rest
Unless you callin my mother, I know she love me the best
(Still N Luv Wit My Money), 'cause money love me to death
Used to promise my lady we'd have the loveliest sex
Was in love with the hunnies but they just loved me and left
All the groupies that's callin me thought I didn't exist
Yeah I'm talkin to you, wear the shoe if it fits
She put death on her lips, tried to give me a kiss
But I turned my head away so she would miss, now
[Chorus]
[Break - w/ ad libs from Tony Henry]
[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
What it looks like, yeah
'Cause I ain't speakin through music to try to get ya to dance
Tryin to get ya to just give the bigger picture a glance
Record label get mad, you can keep the advance
You could blame it on me and say it was me when they ask
Yeah he came with a mic, they had came with a knife
Yeah he died on the spot but after savin his wife
See the pain that I write, it ain't a thang to recite
Ain't a thang 'cause really I'm just explainin my life
I could tell ya to smile but it would sound kind of sad
I could talk about music but it would sound like I'm mad
'Cause the first thing I thought about when my pen hit the pad
Is before I finish this song, another partner passed
[Chorus - w/ ad libs from Tony Henry]
[Outro - Tony Henry - singing]
Yes it does
Life goes on and on and on
On and on
Ohhhhh, ohhhhh
Life goes on
Yeeeeeah
Yes it does
Say Goodbye lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
So what are you gonna do, is you have to pick your weapon of choice
It's not easy but, somebody's got to do it
Who said it wasn't easy?
Give me that, I got this
Let's go
[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
I told you a million times (I told you a million times)
I'll live mine, you live your life (you live your life)
They say it but it's a lie (haha)
'Cause it's not hard to (hard to ...), say goodbye
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Follow me I could lead you, hate on me and I will leave you (now say goodbye)
Know your friends will deceive you but I'm mad that I believed you, so I (say goodbye)
Peek-a-boo I could see you, I could see that you are see through (say goodbye)
I see that you're evil but even Evel Knievel could never pull a stunt on me (say goodbye)
Stayin on top of my cheese like it's nacho beef
If I didn't call your name than it's not your beef
I swear y'all soft as a taco be
I got hard shells, promise you the glock on me [gunshot]
That's what I call a virus, he's inside of your camp as he hides from your eyelids
Then before you realize this, he surprises you by knowin the date that your demise is
I'm an insomniac, tryin to live "Happy Days" like the Fonzie cat
They try to put bullets in the army hat and I'm feelin like you tryin to be a copycat
Wait a sec, let me paint the Picasso
They be sayin what they sayin but it's not so [gunshot]
They be sayin what they sayin 'cause I got dough [gunshot]
But to me, you're deader than a fossil
[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
I told you a million times (a million times)
I'll live mine, you live your life (haha, you live your life)
They say it but it's a lie (you know that's a lie)
'Cause it's not hard to (hard to ...), say goodbye (not at all, not at all)
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
It's the death of a dynasty, it'll D-I-E, if I could minus me (say goodbye)
Chamillitary and it's finally, the time for me to give some shine to me (say goodbye)
Everytime I come out, they doubt me but you'll never take over the south without me (say goodbye)
Look how many miles and counting but look how Oscar the Grouch your mouth be (say goodbye)
Trash what I'm hearin ya talkin, I'm hearin it often, go get in a coffin (get in a coffin)
I feel like I'm big as a shark and I'm finna rip the limbs off the littlest dolphin
Head to ya seat quietly, I'm feelin like a movie what you tryin to see
I don't know if Scarface, what you tryin to be but I'm "lol" and that's comedy (haha)
Timeless that my grind is, you can search forever but you'll never, ever find this
People tell me that I'm mindless but if I lost my mind, I'm not really tryin to find it
Not crazy, I'm more than crazy but one thing I know is you ain't gonna play me [gun cocked]
Take a shot [gunshot], ballin baby, 'til the Forbes tell you that I made more than Jay-Z
[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
I told you a million times (a million times)
I'll live mine, you live your life (I'm hearin ya cry)
They say it but it's a lie (you ready to fly?)
'Cause it's not hard to (hard to ...), say goodbye (haha, haha, haha)
[Break - Chamillionaire]
Say goodbyyye
Say goodbye
Say goodbyyye
Say goodbye
[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
I'm not anyone of them dudes from Boyz II Men
Say (It's Hard To Say Goodbye), it was one of them
We can be in the trees, standin on a limb
And I would watch you fall like a ornament
Psycho I am not no, psycho with the mic though
Even white folks, will agree that I'm quite dope
And I'm si-si-sicker than a slight cold
I kick through instrumental, I slip into your fence too
Hit your window, I'm Ginsu to your pencil
I talk to myself like I'm mental, tell my mental
That you ain't 'F''in with me
Like the letter that come after 'E' and before the 'G'
And I'm definitely, gonna rep for the street
And that's where your gonna be layin when I'm lettin the heat go
[gunshot]
[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
I told you a million times
I'll live mine, you live your life (your life)
They say it but it's a lie
'Cause it's not hard to (hard to ...), say goodbye
[Outro - Chamillionaire - talking and impersonating "The Godfather" - w/ ad libs until the end]
All I know is there was no glove, no silencer, no sound (say goodbye)
No shells, no footprints, no nothin (say goodbye)
So when they asked me for a statement
All I could really do was just (say goodbye)
So for you my friend, I'm sorry but this is where I must just (say goodbye)
[flatlines]
The Final Chapter 2 lyrics - Chamillionaire
[applause]
[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
(Rapid), here lizard, lizard, lizard
(Ric), Mi-Mi-Mi-Mi-Mixtape Messiah man, it's the final chapter
It's the final chapter, it's the final chapter (Rapid, Rapid Ric)
I'm the greedy genius (hold, hold up)
(It's the, it's the, it's the, it's the, it's the, it's the, it's the)
You in the presence of the finest (Chamillitary mayne)
It's the final chapter
Believe me, Chamillitary and we more than hype
Four out of ten Texas rappers are some Koopa prototypes
It's the, it's the, it's the, it's the, it's the final chapter
(Mixtape Messiah 7, here lizard, lizard)
It's the final chapter
[Verse - Chamillionaire]
This is part two, caught you, sittin in the dark you
Know that I'm a nightmare, it ain't really no need to argue
Sharpshoot, sharp pum (*gunshot*), bullets that will carve you
Keep on mean muggin man, I hope your vest is hard too
This will be a message to all those who say they Texas made
I confess I got the best of all mixtapes that Texas made
Really ain't nothin left to say, I don't got to step to A
There will only be a 100 copies, all the rest is fake
For many years they complained when I dropped 'em late
So I had a attitude, I purposely would switch the date
Some will hate, I know I'm great, some will go eBay the tape
I gave you a 100 dollar bill that you couldn't even break
They tryin to drop me late, like wait until December
But I can't wait for Universal to get their ish together
It's like whatever, you never should eat with the Devil
But when I go I'll be the greatest Houston hustler ever, ever
[Outro - Chamillionaire - talking]
Yeah, she what I had to realize is
I'm not very good at waitin for people to make moves
I'm from Texas
Home of the players that know how to break the rules and make the rules
You know what I'm sayin?
We've been doin that before anybody came in the game
Before the fame, before all that
So why don't we go back to what we used to do, huh?
Take control, King Koopa, Mixtape Messiah 7
[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
(Rapid), here lizard, lizard, lizard
(Ric), Mi-Mi-Mi-Mi-Mixtape Messiah man, it's the final chapter
It's the final chapter, it's the final chapter (Rapid, Rapid Ric)
I'm the greedy genius (hold, hold up)
(It's the, it's the, it's the, it's the, it's the, it's the, it's the)
You in the presence of the finest (Chamillitary mayne)
It's the final chapter
Believe me, Chamillitary and we more than hype
Four out of ten Texas rappers are some Koopa prototypes
It's the, it's the, it's the, it's the, it's the final chapter
(Mixtape Messiah 7, here lizard, lizard)
It's the final chapter
[Verse - Chamillionaire]
This is part two, caught you, sittin in the dark you
Know that I'm a nightmare, it ain't really no need to argue
Sharpshoot, sharp pum (*gunshot*), bullets that will carve you
Keep on mean muggin man, I hope your vest is hard too
This will be a message to all those who say they Texas made
I confess I got the best of all mixtapes that Texas made
Really ain't nothin left to say, I don't got to step to A
There will only be a 100 copies, all the rest is fake
For many years they complained when I dropped 'em late
So I had a attitude, I purposely would switch the date
Some will hate, I know I'm great, some will go eBay the tape
I gave you a 100 dollar bill that you couldn't even break
They tryin to drop me late, like wait until December
But I can't wait for Universal to get their ish together
It's like whatever, you never should eat with the Devil
But when I go I'll be the greatest Houston hustler ever, ever
[Outro - Chamillionaire - talking]
Yeah, she what I had to realize is
I'm not very good at waitin for people to make moves
I'm from Texas
Home of the players that know how to break the rules and make the rules
You know what I'm sayin?
We've been doin that before anybody came in the game
Before the fame, before all that
So why don't we go back to what we used to do, huh?
Take control, King Koopa, Mixtape Messiah 7
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