[Chorus:]
She say she love the way I take control
First in slow motion, then I speed it up and smoke it now
Slow it down, slow it down, slowww it dowwwn
Now switch it up now
She said I always was the best before
With the slow motion but the difference is I'm focused now
Slow it down, slow it down, slowww it dowwwn
Then speed it up now
[Verse 1:]
Speed it up, uh
I gotta genie in a bottle you can rub on
I call it henny it I'll help you get ya love on
This is the closest that she gettin to a love song
Pull out my dick and tell her welcome to the love zone
In general I'm a general to you lieutenants
Landlord, bad women are my new tenants
Runnin round causing trouble like the new dennis
The mennace in your girl mouth like her new dentist
Uh, get a cavity check
You little internet nerds don't have any sex
I come n' get her in the rover, the caddy, the lex
She take a pic I bet I'm gettin her panties to stretch
Yup, I hope ya making it on my list
Ya'll never meet another player as cold as this
The second that ya ever let me control ya hips
I'm deadly and as venomous as a cobra kiss
Switch
[Verse 2: slowed down]
Slow it down, known ta spit
If that's your girl better grab her quick
Keep telling me that she the baddest chick
That translates till she wants my magic stick
Grab the whip, slab a kit
Wood in my slab like a cabinet
Tryna trap me I ain't having it
I keep a cap on my head like a graduate, trick
Graduation, congratulations
Beat turnt up so the slab was shakin
Police nah I don't add the bacon
Plenty of the grams that I'm tabulating
Gravitation, on the rise
Looking for a chick with some swollen thighs
Piece in my draws really oversized
If they told you it's not
[Verse 3: normal]
Then they told ya liesss
Switch it up in slow mo
I ain't sweating no mo
Krusty like the clown ya man looking like a bozo
She can get the bowzack, he can get the 4 4
Burn off in my whip while hitting switches like a cholo
Superfast and slow mo
I be in the zone though
Off universal still creeping on the low low
Lizard for the logo tricking is a no no
For me and her to kick it like some ninjas at a dojo
Uh, she bouce on it like a pogo stick
While I stick to the scipt on you lames
I always bein the posterchild of grippin the grain
I always bein the president of getting the change
The flow switching the change
Then I switch it to slow
Ya can't get in her mind I already got in the dow
To be specific I'm living the way I'm living my flow
When now they know I'm the playa your woman getting to know
Let' go
[Chorus]
[Break:]
Hmmmmmm this type of love so off the chain
Cause I ain't got a woman with your name
And I ain't gotta buy you anything
I'm a do it like a pro baby
I'm a take it slow cause you knowin that you ain't my dame
Don't think just cause you looking good
That I'm a be your ticket out the hood
Girl I think there's something you should know
You can't be my number 1
You can be my number 4 and I think that we should take it slow
[Verse 4: slowed down]
All my broads stay in search of facts
That mean a real man that can work the stacks
Me and ben franklin the birth of macks
Wanna double date he the perfect catch
Get a hair cut then reverse the cap
Took off the top, then convert the back
Black red bottoms with the skirt to match
I ain't talking bout her that refer to lac
I don't ride on no teenage wheels
Open my trunk you'll see 8 kills
She got curves but she in heels
Say that he her's, but she ain't his
I created the term c.o.d
I ain't seen a real rapper since p.a.t
I ain't heard a real rapper since p.a.c
Some of these other boys cool but he ain't me
[Chorus]
Next Flight Up lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Chorus:]
If we ever come back down we gon catch the next flight up
If we ever come back down we gon catch the next flight up
If we ever come back down we gon catch the next flight up
If we ever come back down but we'll never come down
[Verse:]
Alright I'm headed back to brazil to show em how to stay paid
Money never funny so no need to add a h a
Never call me h a keem ya know ya can't say
That ya knew my brother or other before the 8th grade
Ya'll be with drama like your hanging out with kayslay
Or the affiliate down in the a that make the tapes play
Internet thugs counting the computers they spray
We in the atlantis going swimming for the 8th day
Not the atlantic ocean, the atlantis hotel
Ask reception about me, they'll say they know me well
Living like a king baby you gon have ta show yourself
Take of the veil a fetish for tugging pony tails
Let's chase money call me you know I know the trail
Try to get it without me and you gon probly fail
Why fly if it ain't no wi-fi and no emails
And the lobster bucket where you can throw the shells
Yea, we both exchanged shots on twitter
Difference between me n' you is you not in villas
Told me I'm to die for but I'm not goin kill her
But if she look like a rihanna how I'm not going hit her
Ha ha, nah I'm just playing nah I'm just joking round
How I'm sounding right now is how I'm supposed to sound
You would think I was playing poker how
Money doesn't fold at stacking it I'm the poster child
How does it feel talking tough right at your own face
Staring in a mirror realising that ya gold fake
Tryna get waves brush your hair n' seeing snowflakes
Only date you ever had is one you had to post date
Go lick a stamp and tell your tramp I'm feeling that
I'm a get her damp and use the stamp to send her back
Can't say nothing I ever said was never fact
Ya'll stink I listen and smell a scent of whack
You tryna figure out which chick I'm a take out
We eatin pretty good we don't ever get takeout
While you all on the dick looking at media takeout
I'm on a stakeout in a brazilian steak house
You know it's not a game when ya see what I be left with
Put it in my left fist and stack it like it's tetris
Freshness abroad and domestic
Guess it's why I'm never x'd off a guest list
Let's wish that ya'll knew how to get chips
And let's wish that ya'll were this impressive
Let's switch cause ya'll hop on the next dick
Be on so many dicks I bet ya could probly sweat piss
They got em and your a hater and a urinator
Sick of me balling I'm sorry there's not a cure for paper
I'm sorry I'm headed to jamaica
To get em wet when that's something you take em to the lake for
[Chorus]
Hmmmmm never come down
Never come down
Never come dowwwwwwn
Never come down
If we ever come back down we gon catch the next flight up
If we ever come back down we gon catch the next flight up
If we ever come back down we gon catch the next flight up
If we ever come back down but we'll never come down
[Verse:]
Alright I'm headed back to brazil to show em how to stay paid
Money never funny so no need to add a h a
Never call me h a keem ya know ya can't say
That ya knew my brother or other before the 8th grade
Ya'll be with drama like your hanging out with kayslay
Or the affiliate down in the a that make the tapes play
Internet thugs counting the computers they spray
We in the atlantis going swimming for the 8th day
Not the atlantic ocean, the atlantis hotel
Ask reception about me, they'll say they know me well
Living like a king baby you gon have ta show yourself
Take of the veil a fetish for tugging pony tails
Let's chase money call me you know I know the trail
Try to get it without me and you gon probly fail
Why fly if it ain't no wi-fi and no emails
And the lobster bucket where you can throw the shells
Yea, we both exchanged shots on twitter
Difference between me n' you is you not in villas
Told me I'm to die for but I'm not goin kill her
But if she look like a rihanna how I'm not going hit her
Ha ha, nah I'm just playing nah I'm just joking round
How I'm sounding right now is how I'm supposed to sound
You would think I was playing poker how
Money doesn't fold at stacking it I'm the poster child
How does it feel talking tough right at your own face
Staring in a mirror realising that ya gold fake
Tryna get waves brush your hair n' seeing snowflakes
Only date you ever had is one you had to post date
Go lick a stamp and tell your tramp I'm feeling that
I'm a get her damp and use the stamp to send her back
Can't say nothing I ever said was never fact
Ya'll stink I listen and smell a scent of whack
You tryna figure out which chick I'm a take out
We eatin pretty good we don't ever get takeout
While you all on the dick looking at media takeout
I'm on a stakeout in a brazilian steak house
You know it's not a game when ya see what I be left with
Put it in my left fist and stack it like it's tetris
Freshness abroad and domestic
Guess it's why I'm never x'd off a guest list
Let's wish that ya'll knew how to get chips
And let's wish that ya'll were this impressive
Let's switch cause ya'll hop on the next dick
Be on so many dicks I bet ya could probly sweat piss
They got em and your a hater and a urinator
Sick of me balling I'm sorry there's not a cure for paper
I'm sorry I'm headed to jamaica
To get em wet when that's something you take em to the lake for
[Chorus]
Hmmmmm never come down
Never come down
Never come dowwwwwwn
Never come down
Never Come Down Break lyrics - Chamillionaire
Never come, down
It feels good to wake up and be able to do what you wanna do
when you wanna do it, how you wanna do it
I mean that's just me, y'know that's how I like to live
And I feel good be in that position
Y'know I know it's a lot of people out there
that listen to my music, that look at me for guidance
on these major labels, and these this this industry
that we call the rap game, but umm
I cain't tell nobody how to live they life
I just know how to live mine, umm, right now
This is the way +I+ think it should be, y'know?
For those of y'all that don't know I'm off Universal
I finally got away from all the politics
Y'know all the waitin, ten years to put out a album
All the changin songs, all the, tryin to force artists
to make pop music, y'know, that works for a lot of people
but that don't work for me - it STOPPED workin for me
Ya understand what I'm sayin?
I made a lot of money with Universal, I went all across the world
and umm, I got a brand now, and I'm STILL doin that!
I'm still travellin all across the world
and still gettin reach, anywhere I want to
I just feel like this brand, I want to control it
I want the stuff that you hear, to be what I want you to hear
and and my real voice instead of somebody else's voice
If you cain't rock with that then I cain't rock wit'chu
I know most of y'all feel what I'm tryin to say
So to sum it up, there will be no "Venom" album
I will not release none of the music I did with Universal
And y'all should be a thousand percent cool with that
cause I'm a thousand percent cool with that
We startin over from scratch, fresh, new, ideas
That's why I created "Playlist Poison"
I'ma release a whole bunch of records from my website
Chamillionaire dot com, I need everybody to keep on gettin 'em
Keep on downloadin 'em, keep on puttin 'em in your playlist
And what we gon' do is rebrand this thing called Chamillitary
Y'knahmsayin? We gon' get the army right
before I put out this album, called "Playlist Poison"
A full album, a real album
and there will be a video for every song
We already in motion right now
We already done shot videos, we already gettin the music right
I just want to make sure that it's a thousand percent fire
so nobody can deny my talent
So what ch'all can do for me is, think about the future
Think forward right?
Because a lot of y'all fans are always worryin about the past
You always talkin about the old Koopa
You always talkin 'bout the old Paul Wall & Chamillionaire
You always talkin 'bout the old website
You always talk about everything in the past
Let's think towards the future and think of new ideas
and new things we can do to be, creative
and we can do to crush the game, mayne
Cause everybody else is doin the same thang
And for all y'all lames that's gon' stay stuck in the past
Stay stuck in the past then
Put on your hirachis, turn your jeans backwards
and jump like Kris Kross for all I care mayne!
We in the future mayne! I'm tryin to think up new thangs mayne
I'm older now, I'm not seventeen years old no more man
So everybody that's willing to grow with me, let's grow
What I need y'all to do is, go out there and tell everybody
Everybody, we need a movement man
We need over a million e-mail addresses man, y'know?
We only as strong as the network
So let's stay active, we need active e-mail addresses
Active users and active fans
People out there spreadin the word mayne, y'know?
That's what y'all can do for me
Not complainin about why the rest of the world
don't understand the greatness of Chamillionaire and Chamillitary
Forget about them man, who cares!
As long as we gettin money, as long as we feedin our families
and as long we makin the music that we tryin to make
then everything's PLAYER, yeah!!
So I leave you with this
All my soldiers that's been down with me 13, 14 year strong
Let's keep rollin man
I need you to log on to Chamillionaire dot com
I need you to live there, I need you to breathe there
I need you to be there, yeah
Major Pain 2 comin soon, and who knows what else?
Maybe I got somethin up my sleeve, I don't know
But until that album, y'all know what it is
"Playlist Poison"
It feels good to wake up and be able to do what you wanna do
when you wanna do it, how you wanna do it
I mean that's just me, y'know that's how I like to live
And I feel good be in that position
Y'know I know it's a lot of people out there
that listen to my music, that look at me for guidance
on these major labels, and these this this industry
that we call the rap game, but umm
I cain't tell nobody how to live they life
I just know how to live mine, umm, right now
This is the way +I+ think it should be, y'know?
For those of y'all that don't know I'm off Universal
I finally got away from all the politics
Y'know all the waitin, ten years to put out a album
All the changin songs, all the, tryin to force artists
to make pop music, y'know, that works for a lot of people
but that don't work for me - it STOPPED workin for me
Ya understand what I'm sayin?
I made a lot of money with Universal, I went all across the world
and umm, I got a brand now, and I'm STILL doin that!
I'm still travellin all across the world
and still gettin reach, anywhere I want to
I just feel like this brand, I want to control it
I want the stuff that you hear, to be what I want you to hear
and and my real voice instead of somebody else's voice
If you cain't rock with that then I cain't rock wit'chu
I know most of y'all feel what I'm tryin to say
So to sum it up, there will be no "Venom" album
I will not release none of the music I did with Universal
And y'all should be a thousand percent cool with that
cause I'm a thousand percent cool with that
We startin over from scratch, fresh, new, ideas
That's why I created "Playlist Poison"
I'ma release a whole bunch of records from my website
Chamillionaire dot com, I need everybody to keep on gettin 'em
Keep on downloadin 'em, keep on puttin 'em in your playlist
And what we gon' do is rebrand this thing called Chamillitary
Y'knahmsayin? We gon' get the army right
before I put out this album, called "Playlist Poison"
A full album, a real album
and there will be a video for every song
We already in motion right now
We already done shot videos, we already gettin the music right
I just want to make sure that it's a thousand percent fire
so nobody can deny my talent
So what ch'all can do for me is, think about the future
Think forward right?
Because a lot of y'all fans are always worryin about the past
You always talkin about the old Koopa
You always talkin 'bout the old Paul Wall & Chamillionaire
You always talkin 'bout the old website
You always talk about everything in the past
Let's think towards the future and think of new ideas
and new things we can do to be, creative
and we can do to crush the game, mayne
Cause everybody else is doin the same thang
And for all y'all lames that's gon' stay stuck in the past
Stay stuck in the past then
Put on your hirachis, turn your jeans backwards
and jump like Kris Kross for all I care mayne!
We in the future mayne! I'm tryin to think up new thangs mayne
I'm older now, I'm not seventeen years old no more man
So everybody that's willing to grow with me, let's grow
What I need y'all to do is, go out there and tell everybody
Everybody, we need a movement man
We need over a million e-mail addresses man, y'know?
We only as strong as the network
So let's stay active, we need active e-mail addresses
Active users and active fans
People out there spreadin the word mayne, y'know?
That's what y'all can do for me
Not complainin about why the rest of the world
don't understand the greatness of Chamillionaire and Chamillitary
Forget about them man, who cares!
As long as we gettin money, as long as we feedin our families
and as long we makin the music that we tryin to make
then everything's PLAYER, yeah!!
So I leave you with this
All my soldiers that's been down with me 13, 14 year strong
Let's keep rollin man
I need you to log on to Chamillionaire dot com
I need you to live there, I need you to breathe there
I need you to be there, yeah
Major Pain 2 comin soon, and who knows what else?
Maybe I got somethin up my sleeve, I don't know
But until that album, y'all know what it is
"Playlist Poison"
This My World lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Big K.R.I.T.)
A different city every night right
And they be going so insane
I repping for my city right, right
So you should be happy that I came
[Chorus:]
Wouldn't believe it, if you seen it
I watch the skyline light up every evening
It's like I'm dreaming, baby what I mean is
Most of y'all don't know it
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
[Chamillionaire:]
I don't worry 'bout paper I past up
I focus on money my hands touch
If that right there don't add up
I gotta let you know your math sucks
You don't ever talk to a calculator
You don't get caught with an ounce of paper
Every convo is about a favour
Had to get a mansion without the neighbours
I ain't meaning no bad chick
When I say they don't have a dime
And I ain't meaning no Gold watch when I say "I don't have the time"
My hustle is the reason I'm known to shine
It's like I'm in my own World
Cause these boys out here pillow talking
And texting all my old girls
You call that your homegirl
I call that my dome girl
I call that my errr,
I'm not home leave a message after the tone girl
I go to places they rap about
But girls only love you cause the cash you got
See all these hoes is chasing stars
Growing up to be cashtronauts
Can't be mad, I asked for it
Living life in that airport
Y'all ain't even get off the ground
Y'all stuck in that chair-port
I know they wanna see my cash short
But only thing I ask Lord
Is please don't let me run out of nothing but pages in my passport
[Chorus:]
Wouldn't believe it, if you seen it
I watch the skyline light up every evening
It's like I'm dreaming, baby what I mean is
Most of y'all don't know it
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
[Big K.R.I.T.:]
Been through a lot just to get this far
Whip that car, grip that grain
Ready pipes on the lights
Went from broke to having things
Catching planes out of state
I got dudes to pay, I got move to make
Fuck the fee that they put on me
To keep the lights on and food on their plate
Hit the slab, push it to the max
Expensive taste, I love poppin' tags
Fucking hoes, I live in the lab
Spittin' bars that reflect my past
What you know 'bout sold out shows
The more gun shit everywhere I go
Putting on for the third cole
Sippin' lean, give a damn, what you think dat my folk
And nothin' else I gave them but hope
I think they could follow dreams of their own
Be successful and ride clean with the chrome
If it ain't pass I'll leave it alone
And who they hate and preach their Lord
Most niggas talk now just because
I'm putting my faith in the man above
About my bread, playa be about your's
Be 'bout our's, stay on course
I make my mark everywhere I go
I speak that trill everytime I flow
I get my own, cause it's all I know
That's all I show so when I toast to the life I live
I'm taking off like a laser beam
Rather not wake, rather get my cake up
While I'm out here living the dream
This is my world!
[Chorus:]
Wouldn't believe it, if you seen it
I watch the skyline light up every evening
It's like I'm dreaming, baby what I mean is
Most of y'all don't know
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
[Bridge:]
A different city in the night life
And they be going so insane
I repping for my city right, right
So you should be happy that I came
She say she want to spend the night right
And I don't even know her name
(Don't even know your name)
They sit and watch me as I fly high
And she wanna be my Lois Lane
[Chamillionaire:]
Fresh off the plane, straight to the Rover
I can't complain, tip for the chauffer
When I hit my room, it's over
Floor that I'm on, high as a toca
Funny thing is this girl is sober
But she gon be drunk when she hit the sofa
You stay the night if you acting right
The views that we looking at that's a sight
You really be living that rapper life
It they ain't made it where I'm at than they ain't rapping right
She me and KRIT got dough appetites
You couldn't see us if with a flashing light
You could die, than come back to life
You still couldn't see us in the after life
And you know...
[Chorus]
Wouldn't believe it, if you seen it
I watch the skyline light up every evening
It's like I'm dreaming, baby what I mean is
Most of y'all don't know
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
(It's like I'm dreaming, It's like I'm dreaming)
This my World, whoooa
Dollar to my name, quarter in my jeans
Million dollar vision now I'm living out my dreams
This my World, this my world
I had a dollar to my name, quarter in my jeans
Million dollar vision now I'm living out my dreams
This my World, this my world
This my World, yeah
And they be going so insane
I repping for my city right, right
So you should be happy that I came
[Chorus:]
Wouldn't believe it, if you seen it
I watch the skyline light up every evening
It's like I'm dreaming, baby what I mean is
Most of y'all don't know it
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
[Chamillionaire:]
I don't worry 'bout paper I past up
I focus on money my hands touch
If that right there don't add up
I gotta let you know your math sucks
You don't ever talk to a calculator
You don't get caught with an ounce of paper
Every convo is about a favour
Had to get a mansion without the neighbours
I ain't meaning no bad chick
When I say they don't have a dime
And I ain't meaning no Gold watch when I say "I don't have the time"
My hustle is the reason I'm known to shine
It's like I'm in my own World
Cause these boys out here pillow talking
And texting all my old girls
You call that your homegirl
I call that my dome girl
I call that my errr,
I'm not home leave a message after the tone girl
I go to places they rap about
But girls only love you cause the cash you got
See all these hoes is chasing stars
Growing up to be cashtronauts
Can't be mad, I asked for it
Living life in that airport
Y'all ain't even get off the ground
Y'all stuck in that chair-port
I know they wanna see my cash short
But only thing I ask Lord
Is please don't let me run out of nothing but pages in my passport
[Chorus:]
Wouldn't believe it, if you seen it
I watch the skyline light up every evening
It's like I'm dreaming, baby what I mean is
Most of y'all don't know it
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
[Big K.R.I.T.:]
Been through a lot just to get this far
Whip that car, grip that grain
Ready pipes on the lights
Went from broke to having things
Catching planes out of state
I got dudes to pay, I got move to make
Fuck the fee that they put on me
To keep the lights on and food on their plate
Hit the slab, push it to the max
Expensive taste, I love poppin' tags
Fucking hoes, I live in the lab
Spittin' bars that reflect my past
What you know 'bout sold out shows
The more gun shit everywhere I go
Putting on for the third cole
Sippin' lean, give a damn, what you think dat my folk
And nothin' else I gave them but hope
I think they could follow dreams of their own
Be successful and ride clean with the chrome
If it ain't pass I'll leave it alone
And who they hate and preach their Lord
Most niggas talk now just because
I'm putting my faith in the man above
About my bread, playa be about your's
Be 'bout our's, stay on course
I make my mark everywhere I go
I speak that trill everytime I flow
I get my own, cause it's all I know
That's all I show so when I toast to the life I live
I'm taking off like a laser beam
Rather not wake, rather get my cake up
While I'm out here living the dream
This is my world!
[Chorus:]
Wouldn't believe it, if you seen it
I watch the skyline light up every evening
It's like I'm dreaming, baby what I mean is
Most of y'all don't know
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
[Bridge:]
A different city in the night life
And they be going so insane
I repping for my city right, right
So you should be happy that I came
She say she want to spend the night right
And I don't even know her name
(Don't even know your name)
They sit and watch me as I fly high
And she wanna be my Lois Lane
[Chamillionaire:]
Fresh off the plane, straight to the Rover
I can't complain, tip for the chauffer
When I hit my room, it's over
Floor that I'm on, high as a toca
Funny thing is this girl is sober
But she gon be drunk when she hit the sofa
You stay the night if you acting right
The views that we looking at that's a sight
You really be living that rapper life
It they ain't made it where I'm at than they ain't rapping right
She me and KRIT got dough appetites
You couldn't see us if with a flashing light
You could die, than come back to life
You still couldn't see us in the after life
And you know...
[Chorus]
Wouldn't believe it, if you seen it
I watch the skyline light up every evening
It's like I'm dreaming, baby what I mean is
Most of y'all don't know
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
(It's like I'm dreaming, It's like I'm dreaming)
This my World, whoooa
Dollar to my name, quarter in my jeans
Million dollar vision now I'm living out my dreams
This my World, this my world
I had a dollar to my name, quarter in my jeans
Million dollar vision now I'm living out my dreams
This my World, this my world
This my World, yeah
King Me lyrics - Chamillionaire
I'm like the baddest rapper ever
Ever ever? Ever!
I always been it like I stood next to Uncle Fester
Swisher house professor taught y'all how to be successful
Used to Run a house like Rev and Diggy and Vanessa
Yes I got a stretcher that's for competition
Not in my position they ain't got a pot to piss in
You can call it dissin' they stay broke like it's tradition
Fly over the hood (man you must think you) Blake Griffin
Finger itching I got riching
My mother say she loving it
She took a million it took a year til I discovered it
I took my money out and I almost shut down the government
I threw it in the tub and let my main chick rubber dubbing it
The passcode on my bank account is Catch Me If You Can
I know they gay just undercover like they with the clan
Don't throw a rock and later say that you my biggest fan
Remove the mic right now so it don't break and beat you with this stand
Your girl be calling me like everytime she grab a phone
I never hear 'em all her messages be rather long
These losers copying too much and you can't say I'm wrong
Wiz Khalifa hit the joint, now everybody cheech ching chong
A sign that's on my door that say no man but me allowed
Might see your woman drying off in here without a towel
Don't get confused just cause the twitter picture got a smile
Get on 4 square post where you at and I'll come show up now
After I beat you down, twitpic and retweet this clown
I bet in person all these talkers ain't gon' leak a sound
I travel everywhere how come your boys don't be around
Take trips where y'all be missing y'all must live in lost and found
Rap game's a female chat and all y'all do is disrespectful her
Can't really say you fresh cause all of y'all is whack except for
A few it's maybe two yeah most of y'all is pop as Ke$ha
I wanna grab a bottle and just turn your tap to ketchup
I teach 'em how to stunt, super Dave done taught a lecture
See me 2012 and said you fresh as when I met ya
I'm in my robe and slippers walking round like I'm Hugh Heffner
I'm dressed in red your girl is black, jump on her like a checker
King me
Ever ever? Ever!
I always been it like I stood next to Uncle Fester
Swisher house professor taught y'all how to be successful
Used to Run a house like Rev and Diggy and Vanessa
Yes I got a stretcher that's for competition
Not in my position they ain't got a pot to piss in
You can call it dissin' they stay broke like it's tradition
Fly over the hood (man you must think you) Blake Griffin
Finger itching I got riching
My mother say she loving it
She took a million it took a year til I discovered it
I took my money out and I almost shut down the government
I threw it in the tub and let my main chick rubber dubbing it
The passcode on my bank account is Catch Me If You Can
I know they gay just undercover like they with the clan
Don't throw a rock and later say that you my biggest fan
Remove the mic right now so it don't break and beat you with this stand
Your girl be calling me like everytime she grab a phone
I never hear 'em all her messages be rather long
These losers copying too much and you can't say I'm wrong
Wiz Khalifa hit the joint, now everybody cheech ching chong
A sign that's on my door that say no man but me allowed
Might see your woman drying off in here without a towel
Don't get confused just cause the twitter picture got a smile
Get on 4 square post where you at and I'll come show up now
After I beat you down, twitpic and retweet this clown
I bet in person all these talkers ain't gon' leak a sound
I travel everywhere how come your boys don't be around
Take trips where y'all be missing y'all must live in lost and found
Rap game's a female chat and all y'all do is disrespectful her
Can't really say you fresh cause all of y'all is whack except for
A few it's maybe two yeah most of y'all is pop as Ke$ha
I wanna grab a bottle and just turn your tap to ketchup
I teach 'em how to stunt, super Dave done taught a lecture
See me 2012 and said you fresh as when I met ya
I'm in my robe and slippers walking round like I'm Hugh Heffner
I'm dressed in red your girl is black, jump on her like a checker
King me
Chandelier Ceiling lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Chorus: x2]
Candy coated bending corners still still wheeling
Candy candy coated bending corners still still wheeling
Candy candy coated bending corners still still wheeling
Made a killing off a bumper grillin, chandelier ceiling
[Verse 1:]
Now let me roll my sleeve up
While you go get your g's up
I'm a boss I cut ya off if I think you a skeemer
Had to get my team up and had to get my cream up
Plus that woo had told ya that cash rule everything huh
Heffer like katrina nah we don't wait for fema
We get back up on our feet and slab a candy beamer
I can't be no dreamer and plus my girl a diva
Keep her happy in that nappy wet as a aquafina
I'm starching from the cleaners
Plus I'm gripping real wood
We repped that before pimp died
And I feel like we still should
Show em how the grill look
Them swangers on the wheel shook
Get the chips and purchase whips because it make me feel good
I be like
[Chorus]
[Over chorus: Chamillionaire]
Talkin bout
Talkin bout
I'm bending corners on the mayne
Talkin bout
Talkin bout
I'm bending corners on the mayne
[Verse 2:]
I got some good advice for ya
If they get a mike for ya
Make it fo these boys who drop the syrup and the sprite sodas
Screwed up southern type flowers
Say that he a dice roller
Just be careful this ain't something you should bet ya life over
Hope the lizard geicko ya
Cause you better be insured
You gon come to texas with that then you better be for sure
You should hear that kitty pur
No this is not for her
You can't even see the piece that's right my chest look like a blur
Got you critics choppin, got my weapon cocked in
It's not even in the spot I'm sposed to hav it locked in
Caddy that I'm droppin, make you erase your top ten
That's if you talking cars or brauds whatever I got options
I'm in my
[Chorus]
[Over chorus: Chamillionaire]
Talkin bout
Talkin bout
I'm bending corners on the mayne
Talkin bout
Talkin bout
Chandelier ceiling
[Break:]
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
20 inch blades, on a impala
Southside we roll on choppers, talkin bout
Top notch hoes get the most not the lesser
25 lighters on my dresser, dresser
Do the southside, southside, maynnne talkin bout
Diamonds all in your face
[Verse 3:]
Now what the hell ya mean to trick
Texas too legit
Plus I got my hammer case a jacker wanna trip
Leanin on the switch, seated on the stitch
Hit that waffle house and get completed with the grits
Yella think she slick
Gotta be that maganum
Horses under the hood and maybe on the range like jazz n em
Swicthes just be taddilin, mad because we slabbin em
When ya super coat em there ain't nothin you can add to them
I be rolling
[Chorus]
[Over chorus: Chamillionaire]
Talkin bout
Talkin bout
I'm bending corners on em mayne
Talkin bout
Talkin bout
I'm bending corners on em mayne
Candy coated bending corners still still wheeling
Candy candy coated bending corners still still wheeling
Candy candy coated bending corners still still wheeling
Made a killing off a bumper grillin, chandelier ceiling
[Verse 1:]
Now let me roll my sleeve up
While you go get your g's up
I'm a boss I cut ya off if I think you a skeemer
Had to get my team up and had to get my cream up
Plus that woo had told ya that cash rule everything huh
Heffer like katrina nah we don't wait for fema
We get back up on our feet and slab a candy beamer
I can't be no dreamer and plus my girl a diva
Keep her happy in that nappy wet as a aquafina
I'm starching from the cleaners
Plus I'm gripping real wood
We repped that before pimp died
And I feel like we still should
Show em how the grill look
Them swangers on the wheel shook
Get the chips and purchase whips because it make me feel good
I be like
[Chorus]
[Over chorus: Chamillionaire]
Talkin bout
Talkin bout
I'm bending corners on the mayne
Talkin bout
Talkin bout
I'm bending corners on the mayne
[Verse 2:]
I got some good advice for ya
If they get a mike for ya
Make it fo these boys who drop the syrup and the sprite sodas
Screwed up southern type flowers
Say that he a dice roller
Just be careful this ain't something you should bet ya life over
Hope the lizard geicko ya
Cause you better be insured
You gon come to texas with that then you better be for sure
You should hear that kitty pur
No this is not for her
You can't even see the piece that's right my chest look like a blur
Got you critics choppin, got my weapon cocked in
It's not even in the spot I'm sposed to hav it locked in
Caddy that I'm droppin, make you erase your top ten
That's if you talking cars or brauds whatever I got options
I'm in my
[Chorus]
[Over chorus: Chamillionaire]
Talkin bout
Talkin bout
I'm bending corners on the mayne
Talkin bout
Talkin bout
Chandelier ceiling
[Break:]
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
20 inch blades, on a impala
Southside we roll on choppers, talkin bout
Top notch hoes get the most not the lesser
25 lighters on my dresser, dresser
Do the southside, southside, maynnne talkin bout
Diamonds all in your face
[Verse 3:]
Now what the hell ya mean to trick
Texas too legit
Plus I got my hammer case a jacker wanna trip
Leanin on the switch, seated on the stitch
Hit that waffle house and get completed with the grits
Yella think she slick
Gotta be that maganum
Horses under the hood and maybe on the range like jazz n em
Swicthes just be taddilin, mad because we slabbin em
When ya super coat em there ain't nothin you can add to them
I be rolling
[Chorus]
[Over chorus: Chamillionaire]
Talkin bout
Talkin bout
I'm bending corners on em mayne
Talkin bout
Talkin bout
I'm bending corners on em mayne
Livin Better Now lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Verse 1:]
They see me and they be like koopa where the heck have ya been
Course you wouldn't know cause where I'm at you never had bein
Money that I'm looking at it really ever has being
Pound, euro, ruppee it's whatever a yen
Swimsuit models at the do tell tyson tell em come in
Gotta have a working visa and some cheddar ta spend
They say revenge is really something that's embeded to sins
Hope god forgive me cause I got it they could get it again
Hold up, saw snoop n' jigga they told me to stay the humble guy
Saw 50 cent and he told me create a homicide
Them universal clowns told me I need to dumb it down
But crash dummies don't ride with insurance on they rides
Stylist and the media training is what ya have to get
It's your whole image just created from outta tablets
Fickle fans flock to these fakers like it's a magnet
I'm accurate stay stuntin n stackin go getcha camera trick
[Chorus:]
Cause I'm living better now
I'm living good
I'm living gooood
I'm living good
[Verse 2:]
Uh
I got the stacks, I got the plaques, I wreck the tracks
I'm the dopest houston artist not opinion that is fact
I'm running laps, all round they raps, don't ever slack
And if I lose it all they know I'm jus gon get it back
They say I changed, hell yea I changed
Switched up my change, switched up my range
But it's the fame, that's what they blame
I can't complain, I'm still the same
Ain't with the same, people that came
Within the game but I love it mayne
Some think I'm strange I thought ya knew
Some tried to sue, lawyers are due
Publicists too but who are yoouu
She lookin cool, her sister too
Her man a fool ain't gotta clue
That I'm bout to do a body physical
That's true his boo, sick with the flu
My ride is I'll panna mirror deadly as ever
It's time to kill look at the wheeels
It give em chills, they taking stills
Taking pictures, I'm askin chickens
How does it to feel to know I'm
[Chorus]
They see me and they be like koopa where the heck have ya been
Course you wouldn't know cause where I'm at you never had bein
Money that I'm looking at it really ever has being
Pound, euro, ruppee it's whatever a yen
Swimsuit models at the do tell tyson tell em come in
Gotta have a working visa and some cheddar ta spend
They say revenge is really something that's embeded to sins
Hope god forgive me cause I got it they could get it again
Hold up, saw snoop n' jigga they told me to stay the humble guy
Saw 50 cent and he told me create a homicide
Them universal clowns told me I need to dumb it down
But crash dummies don't ride with insurance on they rides
Stylist and the media training is what ya have to get
It's your whole image just created from outta tablets
Fickle fans flock to these fakers like it's a magnet
I'm accurate stay stuntin n stackin go getcha camera trick
[Chorus:]
Cause I'm living better now
I'm living good
I'm living gooood
I'm living good
[Verse 2:]
Uh
I got the stacks, I got the plaques, I wreck the tracks
I'm the dopest houston artist not opinion that is fact
I'm running laps, all round they raps, don't ever slack
And if I lose it all they know I'm jus gon get it back
They say I changed, hell yea I changed
Switched up my change, switched up my range
But it's the fame, that's what they blame
I can't complain, I'm still the same
Ain't with the same, people that came
Within the game but I love it mayne
Some think I'm strange I thought ya knew
Some tried to sue, lawyers are due
Publicists too but who are yoouu
She lookin cool, her sister too
Her man a fool ain't gotta clue
That I'm bout to do a body physical
That's true his boo, sick with the flu
My ride is I'll panna mirror deadly as ever
It's time to kill look at the wheeels
It give em chills, they taking stills
Taking pictures, I'm askin chickens
How does it to feel to know I'm
[Chorus]
Gotta Be The Baddest lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Intro:]
Owww, woow, shes so beautiful
Nah I'm talking about you move to the left baby
I'm talkin about the car, ha
I'm just playin baby
Now all my players in the house, all my players in the house tonight, come on
Now all my ladies in the house I can make you feel incredibly right, uh
[Verse 1:]
Now this for all the guys who tricking on all the women I know
Writing love notes like I paid the note on your tahoe
Purchasing more than nachos, chocolates and moskados
Say she your darling and you balling like chicago
You giving her d. rose you trying to be mvp man
Most valuable player you should throw your defeat in
Love her and never cheating you eating and never skeeting
Lean in the car and kiss me before she can get her feet in
Eyy,
That just mean that she couldn't wait
She tell me I smell good I tell her she looking great
She say that she love the car to get it what did it take
I say this isn't a rental it didn't come with a rate, we late
Let off the brakes and then we proceed to coast
I tell her that if she wants she can get as high as the slopes
She say that she doesn't smoke do you I tell her nope
And that one word got her wet as a bar of soap
Let's open an envelope we gotta give an award
To someone who could pull them by never saying a word
Before ever leaving the curb without opening liquor and never breaking an herb
I know this don't sound possible to some of you lames
Bout to strain your whole brain tryna get her ta change
You got to name drop names of every person you came
In contact with in your life that's just terrible game
Ain't gotta spend a milli on her and be living the lie
Just be playa you should give it a try
And if you know your never ever tricking on no woman like I
Then all my players put your hands in the sky, one mo time
[Chorus:]
Ain't gotta spend a milli on her and be living a lie
Just be a playa you should give it a try
And if you know your never ever tricking on no woman like I
Then all my players put your hands in the sky
You gotsta be the baddest
You gotsta be the baddest girl
You gotsta be the baddest
You gotsta be the baddest girl
[Verse 2:]
You know you gotsta be the baddest
If you really goin make me add this
6 dollars and 55 cents to my tab miss
Wait a second just do the math if
This equals a drink then it also equals your address
Haha I'm just playing nah I'm just serious
Object in the mirror is clearer than it appear it is
Every girl that's hearing this wanna ride a luxurious
Mercedes for ladies with the upgraded interiors
Yea roam with a player that got experience
Stuntin and feelin on all of your different areas
Playin spin the bottle till we both get delerious
Curosity killed the cat just call me curious
Because you know I'm bout to kill it tonight
All my players put your hands in the sky
And ladies you say you partuin with us and say you bringina freind as fine you it better not be a tie
Cause you gotsta be the baddest
Really your friend is average
You dope and your friend shady it's like I'm cashis
Really she should relax if I'm talking to you then why is she saying your ad libs (you bad miss)
Nah I don't trust her she got a fast lip
If her mouth could run I know hers would run a lap quick
Fast chick if she ain't a snake then she an actress
Leave her alone with me well see how cut that the grass is
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
You know I lost a little venom the lyrics are still as toxic
Lookin at my watch she notice it ain't a clock tick
None of em successful when ever they try to lock chicks
Cause in another life I probably coulda bein a locksmith
Hear boys sayin nah he ain't messin with my chick
Now she shotgun and that's why they call it the cockpit
Then I see you in your lil designer outfit
And look at you what is that velvet nah just ostrich
You fly you even bought you a tie
I walked right past her and didn't even say hi
She turned and watched me walk past and yell bye
I'm wondering what I said to even make her reply
I guess that's how it goes when your dealing with pro's
I'm really ssayin nothin and she know to remove her clothes
Ain't taking none of these hoes you know to papadeuxs
I'm pulling up to the curb and then I'm just popping dows
Get out
Naked Man Skit (Roy Wood Jr) lyrics - Chamillionaire
[phone rings]
(Hello?) Yeah yeah good mornin (good mornin)
This here is Leo Devlin
I'm callin on the behalf of Sackerson Corporation
We run the corporate complaints for the, Allegasco
down there in Alabama, you're an Allegasco employee correct?
(Right) Yessur, well I'm tryin to call to follow up wit'cha
on the incident that occurred, when you (maaaaaan)
(FUCK, YOU and that motherfucker what told you that!)
What you said?
{"The person you called is no longer on the l..."}
(Uh-huh, whatever) What I'm callin to offer you
(MAN I DON'T GET, ay let me tell you one thang)
(I don't care what'chu wanna)
(Okay, ask me what what'chu wanna know) Thank you! Now
the complaint form I have here says that
we have received reports that you had gotten into
an altercation with a naked customer
whom's gas you was tryin to cut off a couple of months ago
Now well in exchange for savin yo' job
we're willin to offer you (that must been YO' punk ass)
(who gas I was cuttin off and YOU was naked!)
I would never strip (That's what you tryin to do?)
(Ain't you, ain't you one of them uhh, what'cha call 'em?)
(What'cha call them thangs ahh? You a BE-ITCH!)
A what? (A BE-ITCH!) A be-itch? (Yeah)
Ay ay why would you say something like that suh?
(The same reason you would call and ask me)
(some stupid-ass shit like that, sir!) Look, look
All I did was ask you whether or not
you got into a fight with a naked man, now is that true or not?
(And ah, dat musta been you I got into a fight with!)
I wouldn't fight yo' ass naked (You was that BITCH I dealt with)
(with a G-string and a halter top on one!)
I'm tryin to get you, I'm tryin to save yo' job
(Motherfucker you cain't save SHIT for me!)
I'm tryin to save yo' job, and you wanna
That's the problem with black folks (maaaaaaaaan, FUCK YOU)
That's the problem, that's the problem (that's the problem!)
Hold on! (Niggaz like you)
Boy I'll come to Birmingham and whup that ass two times
Scabba, scabba (Bitch you come to Birmingham)
(make me get a CASE for yo' motherfuckin ass!)
You already, well you 'bout to get one now from this naked nigga
who you got into a fight with! Nigga you probably wouldn't be
actin like this if you knew who your real daddy was
Is that the problem? (I'm yo' motherfuckin daddy hell!)
I woulda been your daddy
but I only have to be with your momma on Mondays and Thursdays and
(Man let me tell you one thang, you wastin my motherfuckin minutes)
(I ain't got time to talk to you)
You probably ain't got but fo' minutes left on your daytime minutes
(Where I'm at now probably ain't got but two times yo' bitch ass!)
[hangs up the phone]
(Hello?) Yeah yeah good mornin (good mornin)
This here is Leo Devlin
I'm callin on the behalf of Sackerson Corporation
We run the corporate complaints for the, Allegasco
down there in Alabama, you're an Allegasco employee correct?
(Right) Yessur, well I'm tryin to call to follow up wit'cha
on the incident that occurred, when you (maaaaaan)
(FUCK, YOU and that motherfucker what told you that!)
What you said?
{"The person you called is no longer on the l..."}
(Uh-huh, whatever) What I'm callin to offer you
(MAN I DON'T GET, ay let me tell you one thang)
(I don't care what'chu wanna)
(Okay, ask me what what'chu wanna know) Thank you! Now
the complaint form I have here says that
we have received reports that you had gotten into
an altercation with a naked customer
whom's gas you was tryin to cut off a couple of months ago
Now well in exchange for savin yo' job
we're willin to offer you (that must been YO' punk ass)
(who gas I was cuttin off and YOU was naked!)
I would never strip (That's what you tryin to do?)
(Ain't you, ain't you one of them uhh, what'cha call 'em?)
(What'cha call them thangs ahh? You a BE-ITCH!)
A what? (A BE-ITCH!) A be-itch? (Yeah)
Ay ay why would you say something like that suh?
(The same reason you would call and ask me)
(some stupid-ass shit like that, sir!) Look, look
All I did was ask you whether or not
you got into a fight with a naked man, now is that true or not?
(And ah, dat musta been you I got into a fight with!)
I wouldn't fight yo' ass naked (You was that BITCH I dealt with)
(with a G-string and a halter top on one!)
I'm tryin to get you, I'm tryin to save yo' job
(Motherfucker you cain't save SHIT for me!)
I'm tryin to save yo' job, and you wanna
That's the problem with black folks (maaaaaaaaan, FUCK YOU)
That's the problem, that's the problem (that's the problem!)
Hold on! (Niggaz like you)
Boy I'll come to Birmingham and whup that ass two times
Scabba, scabba (Bitch you come to Birmingham)
(make me get a CASE for yo' motherfuckin ass!)
You already, well you 'bout to get one now from this naked nigga
who you got into a fight with! Nigga you probably wouldn't be
actin like this if you knew who your real daddy was
Is that the problem? (I'm yo' motherfuckin daddy hell!)
I woulda been your daddy
but I only have to be with your momma on Mondays and Thursdays and
(Man let me tell you one thang, you wastin my motherfuckin minutes)
(I ain't got time to talk to you)
You probably ain't got but fo' minutes left on your daytime minutes
(Where I'm at now probably ain't got but two times yo' bitch ass!)
[hangs up the phone]
When Ya On lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Nipsey Hussle)
[Chamillionaire]
They only love ya when ya on
They only love ya when ya on
The only other time is when you’re gone
They only love ya when ya on
What goes up come do-ow-own
Welcome to 2011 where everybody’s the realest
Everyone who a midget, sya they do it the biggest
Every part of ya business is everybody business
Got my name all in your mouth
I should have been a dentist
Yeah, everybody done did it
Everybody’s a critic
I’m like “Whatchu talkin’ bout” like everybody’s a Willis
Man, they say they love you when the block on smash
Since they so in love, tell ‘em they can kiss my cash
Wait a minute you don’t like me, Well I don’t like you
These fakers sayin’ that they real but I see right through
The old me, that was the realest person I knew
The new me probably the realest person times two
[Chorus]
So when you feels like it’s everybody for themselves
And the place where ya living isn't far from hell
And they keep tellin’ you “you were born to fail”
And everybody say they real but it’s too hard to tell
So until I die, I’mma always grind
I’mma be ok, I’mma be alright
If they say I fail, that would be a lie
But there ain't no such thing as a tie
They only love ya when ya on
Hold up,
You got to be out ya conscience
They ain't got no sense, that’s why they call it nonesense
How they gon talk about what you never accomplish?
Like they dun done something that's worthy of my responses
Look at the tags, I’m showing ‘em how to stunt G
Candy and papers plates, it looks like I got the munchies
It’s so ironic they couch got money in ‘em
But y’all always on the couch and never get any money
Where’s Cupid, they only love ya till ya next hook
but I don’t check the gossip blogs
I check check books
Ask Lebron they say winning is the best look
Every move I make is right like I ain't got a left foot
To keep it real a record deal couldn’t stop me
I’m bootlegging bullets, you can still get a copy
Lucifer is in a pair of heels in the lobby
I don’t dance with the devil call it trilluminati
[Chorus]
So when you feels like it’s everybody for themselves
And the place where ya living isn't far from hell
And they keep tellin’ you “you were born to fail”
And everybody say they real but it’s too hard to tell
So until I die, I’mma always grind
I’mma be ok, I’mma be alright
If they say I fail, that would be a lie
But there ain't no such thing as a tie
They only love ya when ya on
Northside where ya at
Northside let me know you got my back
They only love ya when ya on
Southside where ya at
Southside, let me know you got my back
Yeah
Eastside where ya at
Eastside my nigga you got my back
They only love ya when ya on
Westside where ya at
Westside let me know you got my back
[Nipsey Hussle]
Look, I’m a get money nigga, on a daily basis
Road to the riches, potholes in the pavements
That's why I follow every rule and regulation
Making rap money off this game I’ve been laced with
Uh, and you can blame it on black sam
Blame it on Crenshaw and Slauson Ave
Fly wit’ bad bitch with a fat ass
Bail money, big pistol and black mag
That’s how we play it, we living with the fast cash
To all my haters, consider this the last laugh
I’ve been the greatest in my city, now I’m past that
It’s all money ascap, broke bitches bag back
Please, Louie notes, Louis back packs
First class seats like a pillow top mattress
Uh, we can’t take it to the casket so I’mma spend these rags
Just to laugh at your reaction
[Chorus]
So when you feels like it’s everybody for themselves
And the place where ya living isn't far from hell
And they keep tellin’ you “you were born to fail”
And everybody say they real but it’s too hard to tell
So until I die, I’mma always grind
I’mma be ok, I’mma be alright
If they say I fail, that would be a lie
But there ain't no such thing as a tie
They only love ya when ya on
I know, I know-ow-ow-ow
They only love ya when ya one
I know, I know-ow-ow-ow
They only love ya when ya one
What goes up, must come down
What goes up, comes down.
What goes up, must come down
What goes up, comes do-ow-oown!
They only love ya when ya on
They only love ya when ya on
The only other time is when you’re gone
They only love ya when ya on
What goes up come do-ow-own
Welcome to 2011 where everybody’s the realest
Everyone who a midget, sya they do it the biggest
Every part of ya business is everybody business
Got my name all in your mouth
I should have been a dentist
Yeah, everybody done did it
Everybody’s a critic
I’m like “Whatchu talkin’ bout” like everybody’s a Willis
Man, they say they love you when the block on smash
Since they so in love, tell ‘em they can kiss my cash
Wait a minute you don’t like me, Well I don’t like you
These fakers sayin’ that they real but I see right through
The old me, that was the realest person I knew
The new me probably the realest person times two
[Chorus]
So when you feels like it’s everybody for themselves
And the place where ya living isn't far from hell
And they keep tellin’ you “you were born to fail”
And everybody say they real but it’s too hard to tell
So until I die, I’mma always grind
I’mma be ok, I’mma be alright
If they say I fail, that would be a lie
But there ain't no such thing as a tie
They only love ya when ya on
Hold up,
You got to be out ya conscience
They ain't got no sense, that’s why they call it nonesense
How they gon talk about what you never accomplish?
Like they dun done something that's worthy of my responses
Look at the tags, I’m showing ‘em how to stunt G
Candy and papers plates, it looks like I got the munchies
It’s so ironic they couch got money in ‘em
But y’all always on the couch and never get any money
Where’s Cupid, they only love ya till ya next hook
but I don’t check the gossip blogs
I check check books
Ask Lebron they say winning is the best look
Every move I make is right like I ain't got a left foot
To keep it real a record deal couldn’t stop me
I’m bootlegging bullets, you can still get a copy
Lucifer is in a pair of heels in the lobby
I don’t dance with the devil call it trilluminati
[Chorus]
So when you feels like it’s everybody for themselves
And the place where ya living isn't far from hell
And they keep tellin’ you “you were born to fail”
And everybody say they real but it’s too hard to tell
So until I die, I’mma always grind
I’mma be ok, I’mma be alright
If they say I fail, that would be a lie
But there ain't no such thing as a tie
They only love ya when ya on
Northside where ya at
Northside let me know you got my back
They only love ya when ya on
Southside where ya at
Southside, let me know you got my back
Yeah
Eastside where ya at
Eastside my nigga you got my back
They only love ya when ya on
Westside where ya at
Westside let me know you got my back
[Nipsey Hussle]
Look, I’m a get money nigga, on a daily basis
Road to the riches, potholes in the pavements
That's why I follow every rule and regulation
Making rap money off this game I’ve been laced with
Uh, and you can blame it on black sam
Blame it on Crenshaw and Slauson Ave
Fly wit’ bad bitch with a fat ass
Bail money, big pistol and black mag
That’s how we play it, we living with the fast cash
To all my haters, consider this the last laugh
I’ve been the greatest in my city, now I’m past that
It’s all money ascap, broke bitches bag back
Please, Louie notes, Louis back packs
First class seats like a pillow top mattress
Uh, we can’t take it to the casket so I’mma spend these rags
Just to laugh at your reaction
[Chorus]
So when you feels like it’s everybody for themselves
And the place where ya living isn't far from hell
And they keep tellin’ you “you were born to fail”
And everybody say they real but it’s too hard to tell
So until I die, I’mma always grind
I’mma be ok, I’mma be alright
If they say I fail, that would be a lie
But there ain't no such thing as a tie
They only love ya when ya on
I know, I know-ow-ow-ow
They only love ya when ya one
I know, I know-ow-ow-ow
They only love ya when ya one
What goes up, must come down
What goes up, comes down.
What goes up, must come down
What goes up, comes do-ow-oown!
Think About It lyrics - Chamillionaire
[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]
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]
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