Emotional lyrics - Chamillionaire

[Hook:]

Your man was such a main, girl

That's how I got close to you

You know it's true, you know it's true

Please don't say no names girl

Just do what you're supposed to do

Emotional, emotional girl

Know you got a man girl

He don't even know you

Been with me the whole night

Sweating up the whole room

Just do what I say girl

Everything that does move it

You know that he'll be home soon

[Bridge:]

Can't never let a groupie get to close to you

They always get a little too emotional

Always get a little too emotional

Emotional, emotional

You know that you should do it like you're supposed to do

You know that you should do it like you're supposed to do

You know that you should do it like you're supposed to do

You know you do, you know you do

[Verse 1:]

Thought last night would be the end of that

Thought you could tap that and relax

What you thought you could just send it back

And never really knew that she would get attached

Nothing wrong with a little bad behavior

As long as you don't do nothing to agitate you

She just want cake and wanna eat it too

Birthday suit you can have it later

Can't replace her she's permanent

At least she is in her own eyes

Besides you never had much success

When you cut her off the last 4 times

You know it would be so wise

If you didn't try to tell no lies

Call it lust but she calls it trust

But she poppin up it's like surprise

[Hook:]

Your man was such a main, girl

That's how I got close to you

You know it's true, you know it's true

Please don't say no names girl

Just do what you're supposed to do

Emotional, emotional girl

Know you got a man girl

He don't even know you

Been with me the whole night

Sweating up the whole room

Just do what I say girl

Everything that does move it

You know that he'll be home soon

[Bridge:]

Can't never let a groupie get to close to you

They always get a little too emotional

Always get a little too emotional

Emotional, emotional

You know that you should do it like you're supposed to do

You know that you should do it like you're supposed to do

You know that you should do it like you're supposed to do

You know you do, you know you do

[Verse 2:]

Just stuck in the moment

Laying up in your home and

Time you were supposed to be somewhere else

And I'm realizing who home yet

Got some company on deck

She ain't trying to condone that

She just trying reach out and touch tonight

Now she ain't trying to have phone sex

Got to see you before the club

Feeling like it's way more than love

You would think that she less than tipsy

But seems to me that she poured enough

Lift it up and then hold it up

Who left lipstick all on that soda cup

She just hope that you noticed love

You know wassup, you know wassup

[Hook:]

Your man was such a main, girl

That's how I got close to you

You know it's true, you know it's true

Please don't say no names girl

Just do what you're supposed to do

Emotional, emotional girl

Know you got a man girl

He don't even know you

Been with me the whole night

Sweating up the whole room

Just do what I say girl

Everything that does move it

You know that he'll be home soon

[Bridge:]

Can't never let a groupie get to close to you

They always get a little too emotional

Always get a little too emotional

Emotional, emotional

You know that you should do it like you're supposed to do

You know that you should do it like you're supposed to do

You know that you should do it like you're supposed to do

You know you do, you know you do

[Verse 3:]

Got caught up in that tango whip

Painted dress and them banging legs

Got caught up in that pretty view

And then realize upon came a ledge

Real emotions that came with sex

Plus you stay at that same address

You just had a few steamy nights

And your dirty laundry just made a mess

Clean it up you weren't taught to lose

Pay attention on all the clues

Running through my mind all day

But look at all the mileage she put on your shoes

Wonder where it got off and fuse

You knew the code but broke all the rules

Awkward moment that quick hit

Type of relationship turned chopper screwed

You accepted that offer

And trying to say she's no stalker

A mental clip is full of hollow tips

She gon make you duck and then dodge her

And you kept dodging them cars huh

'Just when you thought that you lost her

She found you quick then on star

Now don't try to say I ain't warn ya

Bullet Proof lyrics - Chamillionaire

[Verse 1:]

They be trying to shoot shots

I just watch their gun fail

That just made me stronger

All that hate just came with dumb bells

Ain't that cooper some nails

Got no time for duck tales

Y'all can see the picture

Y'all must be looking at thumbnails

Suicide's like bye bye

He don't really ride fly

Pull 'em curtains off top

While I While I

Look at that like mama

Everyday I fly high

Never at the crib when I come home it's just a drive by

Brrat braatt ye that's that

These ain't just no rap snacks

I'm too busy eating while they larger than my backpack

Lizard on my snap back

Just accept the fact that

I'll keep collecting paper till it looks like I'm a pack rat

Had the shoebox stash when other younglings had a bug jar

I didn't have no jordans but I made enough for a car

Gave that to my mother then in my hussle supper

Must be out your mind 'cause it's my mind that got us this far

And I'm just

[Hook:]

So bullet proof, so bullet proof, so bullet proof

They know they nothing they be trying to criticize all I've done

I see 'em taking shots one by one

They pull and shoot, I keep pulling through like I'm bullet proof

It seems like everbody's aiming at you when you're number one

But that won't stop me baby, I'm not done

[Verse 2:]

I don't really know how they can find the success

But I know the way I be come and die is the best

See they gon' try their best to turn your mind in a mess

So when you never mind 'em then it's mind in distress

They gonna try to block yes, that's part of the process

They look for success but now they see it like the Loch Ness

Paper in my pockets, they can't even buy this

Ye we eating real good, but they really can't even digest

Fake is what they want to, they can't handle the real truth

So I just get my camp wisdom like Iraq does with the troops

I'm the truth so what's proof, hope you wear your taboos

They say don't burn no bridges try to cross me and get cut loose

I'm 100 plus deuce, shadow proof ain't gun proof

But try to get some head they try to strike you through the sun roof

They just want my chair trying to push me out like the goose

Losers giving headache but success can be my masseuse

Let me get my real robe, let 'em know I fear no

Evil, but that evil tryin' to whisper in my ear though

Wanna make a deal bro, tell me who you kill for

What you need to ask me is to tell you who I live for

'Cause I'm just

[Hook:]

So bullet proof, so bullet proof, so bullet proof

They know they nothing they be trying to criticize all I've done

I see 'em taking shots one by one

They pull and shoot, I keep pulling through like I'm bullet proof

It seems like everbody's aiming at you when you're number one

But that won't stop me baby, I'm not done

See Through lyrics - Chamillionaire

[Intro:]

You gotta believe in someone

No one better to believe in than yourself

"Poison", comin soon

Right now we just tryin to (Elevate)

I'm tryin to drop these two teases back-to-back

but for now we just gon' let it marinate

Chamillionaire.com is what you need to log on to

Don't say I ain't warn you

They say you gotta do different from the only way that you know

And the places where you make money is the only places they'll go

They love you when they in yo' state, hate you when they relocate

But bein real ain't somethin that I'm really tryin to negotiate

Some won't wait, they gon' say yo' play-callin too slow

And the other people that's in the gym just waitin 'til you go pro

See you can put 'em down courtside, you could sit up in row 8

He had a nerve to be still mad that he isn't sittin with yo' day

Hol' up

[Chorus:]

Be careful who you let lead you

You put your faith in the people

But then they alllll turrrrn see throuuuuugh

Don't try to hide cause I see you

I tried my best to believe you

But then they alllll turrrrn see throuuuuugh

Back in the day, when we just started mobbin

And that's way befo', groupies was even callin

One day you're broke, everyone wit'cha starvin (they starvin)

The next day ya blow, everyone think they ballin (mmmm)

Havin problems with no resolvin

Got a problem just move with caution (with caution)

Do you know who's destiny that you're carvin?

Are you walkin in the do' that just keeps revolvin?

...

[Chorus]

Hol' up; we from the bottom, lookin up ain't nothin to decide

Cleo the Psychic turn out fake, you can't be too surprised

Superheroes shootin at evil out them new-ish rides

So heroic swear I got your woman dodgin suicides

The undisputed truth, it ain't no need to prove your rhymes

That's not a fact? Get on your Mac then you should Google mines

Remember when we said we'd never put on suit and ties?

Then we sat at brunch with Oprah's lawyer and got new advice

[Outro:]

Be careful who you let lead you...

Don't try to hide cause I see you...

I tried my best to believe you...

But then they alllll turrrrn see throuuuuugh

Chamillionaire other songs:

 

Pound Cake lyrics - Chamillionaire

Couple investments, a few of 'em made some major sense

Keep your two pennies, especially if you ain't made a cent

I learned the game and been getting publishing ever since

People that ain't made a dollar will say they ain't convinced

When you ride to 7-11 on some handle bars

You can't vision how catchy hooks could take a man to Mars

The problem is that y'all only just wanna hang with stars

Heard Lauryn sing and I wanted to take the world from Nas

I salute but I still demand applause

I've given infinite gifts, I still feel like Santa Clause

Males acting like girls I call it menopause

This the type of verse that I bet you that type of man would pause

I can't stop and give these haters what they ask for

99 thousand or more inside a cash drawer

I'm the type to keep a passport on the dashboard, looking for a south of France shore to make a dash for

Feeling like Damon Dash been moving that acappella

When times is bleak I hit the freeway like it's Roc-A-Fella

It's been a decade, get a clue that you could stop me never

You'd have a better chance of trying to stop a hot propeller

On a jet while smoking a cigarette, with gasoline on ya hands

Kerosene on ya breath, oh yes I do it the best, get verses then you are blessed I do it for what it's worth and I'll never do it for less, stress

Never that, I know the album is more than late

Looked quantity in the face and told it you're gonna wait

Send a salute to the people who push the culture straight, and those who culture hate I just hope you don't get to procreate

Met with some rappers that industry people over rate

Met with the Devil but said I wouldn't negotiate

Lyor made millions, Jay made millions

And if Cham made millions I'm feelin' like I can sure relate

Killa - see Mr. Koopa got 'em quite jealous

People that hang with Mr. Koopa turn to sky dwellers

I'm from a city where the skinny turn to pie sellers

And if any say they making millis then they lie tellers

Preach

The struggle will never cease

Your struggle look like a puddle, my struggle look like a - sheesh

I'm visualizing it clear like I'm Mr. Michael Artis

It's either Jackson or Jordan I feel like Michael on beats

Could'a been on a beach, instead I turn't to a beast

The clarity of my raps you'd think I created speech

Saw me dirty my cleats all over these Houston streets

The hundreds stay in my reach

The money stay on a leash

[Bark], I know you hear them dogs barkin'

That hype beasting is in Houston what we call boppin'

I make I'm pay for all my words like it's a blog auction

And Go Daddy what she tells me when we blog shopping

I'm the type that'd make it and give it a fee

And you the type that make it they wouldn't take it for free

They look at you and they like "tell me what's in it for me" and wouldn't take ya disc if you put it under their Christmas tree

Me, let's talk about consistency

Consistently make 'em feel like these other rappers ain't sick as me

I'm currently in city they'll never get to see

The only suite that they'll ever see is a pack of swishas G

My OG be calling me to tell me that the streets miss me

He know I'm eating but the reason is I eat picky

Like PlayStation they pump fakin' and you'll see quickly

The game switched they'll always end up with a 360

Albums coming, I tell the doubters just wait till then

Shot videos and you know that I'd never waste a lens

They sleeping on me could hope that they never wake again

But they gotta be sleep when you're planning a rude awakening

Cash rules everything around me

C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all

Hey yo Texas you know the puzzles what I had to solve

Ya prodigy be bringing havoc like I had a mob

Had the enemies, so them odds what I had to dodge

And now I'm riding in cars that look like avatars

They ain't never had the soft never had the hard, they try to make it sound deep to pretend they have a cause

Pushing them yellow bricks, no, that's where you have to pause

Most of 'em cowardly and lying like the man on Oz

They lying to you, falsifying within their little bars

They'd probably try to tell you Tommy really had a job

Tell you how they had to starve; how they had rob

Like I went to Heaven and took a blessing from the hand of God

Nah

Sorry I don't don't believe it

Don't believe what ya reading

Who the ones that achieved it?

Not them, we did

Irrelevance is as relevant as the person that said it, and you ain't never did anything, don't you ever forget it

That dialogue you can dead it

You borrow your mothers car and put half a tank of unleaded

Ridin' (Houston Remix) lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. UGK)

[Intro: Chamillionaire]

The Sound of Revenge!

Bun B, Pimp C, and Chamillionaire (Ge-ge-geah!)

The Dirty South already know what it is

We out here tryna get it and the police tryna catch you ridin wit it

This the remix, baby

[Chorus: Chamillionaire]

This is the remix, so bang it

If you know the police tryna catch you ridin dirty

Tryna catch me ridin dirty, tryna catch me ridin dirty

Tryna catch me ridin dirty, tryna catch me ridin dirty

We got the whole South, just sangin

(Get Throwed) but don't let them po-po's find you dirty

Tryna catch me ridin dirty, tryna catch me ridin dirty

Tryna catch me ridin dirty, tryna catch me ridin dirty

[Bun B:]

I'm the big-ass, ballin-ass gangsta with his mind up on his cake (cake)

When I put my pistol or murder game down, it's no mistake

I'm a pro, your fake-ass best ta settle down (settle down)

Cause when hot things rip through your vest to your chest

cauterizing your flesh, you gon' wish you had put that metal down (metal down)

I get credit 'round here for the past work that I did (did)

What I'm finna do up in this game (game), what the future hold for the kid (kid)

Place your bid: big body slab, foreign cars, indo weed up inside the jars

Styrofoam cups with pro-meth poured inside so niggaz know how we are

We ghetto stars, super trill, send my lady, to the 'Plex

So when start handin out ass-whoopin's, homeboy you just don't wanna be next

I flip the corna, flip the cut, hit back alleys and the parks

So they can recognize my genius from L.A. all the way to New York, so nigga don't start!

[Chorus: Chamillionaire]

H-Town to PA, they hatin

The police be tryna catch us ridin dirty

Tryna catch me ridin dirty, tryna catch me ridin dirty

Tryna catch me ridin dirty, tryna catch me ridin dirty

[Chamillionaire:]

For the hustlers who rollin that dough, Caddy El dog and blow the big dro

You ain't gotta play Tic-Tac-Toe for the boys to show you them Xs' and them Os'

Got (Revenge) the minute I hit "Go", here I come so stay in your toes

Ain't one rapper can mess with this flow, if he think "yes" then tell 'em it's "no"

No counterfeit, no phony paper, so gangsta when it comes to holdin paper

I'll motivate ya, got Tony paper (who?) - Montana and Tony Draper (okay)

Put it on ya head let the fo' deflate ya, hate to know ya and would hate to show ya

that the (Arm & Hammer) ain't baking soda, you ain't takin over if you ain't Jehovah

It's the remix and I'm sho' finna rip a, hole in the game for the drank and the sippers

T-Pain say he (N Luv Wit a Stripper), well I got boys who in love with a triple - beam

BLING~! Y'all boys know me (who's that?) I'm the poster child of the dollar sign

If anybody got a problem I'm, a Texas rapper that ain't hard to find

Get out the clip and it's four to nine, for all you haters that can prime my sum

Ridin with it, all the time, ridin dirty like I couldn't get my car to shine

It's the chip (chip) mag-a-net, the kid's a bit (bit) arrogant

Bump a kit (kit), draggin with, defend the fifth, kids stare at it

Trunk beat always on crack-crack, like my whip is gettin misparented

Our ticker's gettin dismissed, rip like t-t-t-t-there's hair in it

[Chorus: Chamillionaire]

We got the whole South, just sangin

(Get Throwed) but don't let them po-po's find you dirty

Tryna catch me ridin dirty, tryna catch me ridin dirty

Tryna catch me ridin dirty, tryna catch me ridin dirty

[Pimp C:]

You see me rollin, slidin, drippin period blood

Ain't no doubt, in they mind, I either rap or I sell drugs (drugs)

Well nigga I do both, ain't never been to the poll to vote

But I'm down with George Clampton because he gangsta and he got coke (coke)

Bun B is The Pope, my new name is Tony Snow

Big blow, got the forty-fo' right here on the flo'

I keep it pimpalicious, I fuck with Vicious, every nigga 'round me ambitious

All these rap niggaz fictitious, got yo' bitch tellin me my dick delicious

Catch me ridin in the Rover, bangin Screw then chop Hova

The first album, the real shit, hard-to-kill, drug-deal shit

I made up this trill shit, me and the young nigga name Bernard

Second nigga to rap country, talkin 'bout syrup and sellin hard

First nigga to use a hand clap as my snare drum on a bounce beat

All these shit these niggaz doin, I came up with it in '93

And I originated this (Ridin' Dirty), that's why Koopa had to come fuck with me

Sweet Jones (JONES), Pimp C (C!), I just got off the phone with Master P!

[Chorus: Chamillionaire]

H-Town to PA, they hatin

The police be tryna catch us ridin dirty

Tryna catch me ridin dirty, tryna catch me ridin dirty

Tryna catch me ridin dirty, tryna catch me ridin dirty

We got the whole South, just sangin

(Get Throwed) but don't let them po-po's find you dirty

Tryna catch me ridin dirty, tryna catch me ridin dirty

Tryna catch me ridin dirty, but tell 'em to try again

Talking That Talk lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. David Banner)

(from "The Longest Yard" soundtrack)

Aay! Houston Texas, Houston Texas

Chamillionaire, the Mixtape Messiah

I feel like nigga need to show some respect off in here mayne

Tell 'em the name, tell 'em the name, Chamillitary Mayne

I hear ya talking that talk (that talk), I heard you was talking bout me (bout me)

Soon as I ask who you talking to, you reply with "naw it's not me" (not me)

No bite but all of that barking, cow-mad that y'all ain't got me

They ain't keeping it real like they talking, pussy nigga is all that I see

You could be hungry, ugly, chubby, homeless, crippled and blind

And still be better off than nigga talking lip to a nine

I hit that track wit David Banner, talk that lip to me now

Pussy niggas like to hide, pop up on 'em, surprise

Tired of letting nigga ride, gave 'em too many times

I'm sick of trying, sick of uuh, flipping and flying

Now they got me yelling out what like a skit from Jon

Chamillitary ain't gon' ride? Y'all need to quit ya lying

Cause ya know that ya falsifying, niggas know they can't stop the giant

It just shows that'll stop the crying, move over the spot is mine

Take over it's about the time, to put all these boys in line

Couldn't walk a inch in my shoes but you know can drop and tie 'em

I hear ya talking that talk (that talk), I heard you was talking bout me (bout me)

Soon as I ask who you talking to, you reply with "naw it's not me" (not me)

No bite but all of that barking, cow-mad that y'all ain't got me

They ain't keeping it real like they talking, pussy nigga is all that I see

If it jumps off, it jumps off, let the front of the pumps off

Something that'll knock ya fucking lump off

Think I'm 'Bama? Think I'm country? Well I am bitch

And I got bullets I can share and I ain't selfish

Dirty boy I got just what you need

Them slugs that'll fly through trees and knock off knees

Knock off ears, knock off peers

Got beats that'll knock by-see-ers, roll but get the throat cut

Catch a buck fifth, watch yo chest lift

Dope rhymes, cause the small lines take a sniff

Bitch I'm tryna make ya nose bleed

Like Russians busting the shit out of Apollo Creed, I'mma ride!

I hear ya talking that talk (that talk), I heard you was talking bout me (bout me)

Soon as I ask who you talking to, you reply with "naw it's not me" (not me)

No bite but all of that barking, cow-mad that y'all ain't got me

They ain't keeping it real like they talking, pussy nigga is all that I see

Yeah, better respect the Messiah, ay where the hell is ya manners man?

Knock ya offa ya hinges like you got hit wit a batter-ram

You'll be stupid for challenging, knock ya outa ya skeleton

You'll be down on the floor like a Lil Flip or a Banner fan

The hustle man, I hustle a grand like dude in Atlanta

Then what I do wit it? Flip it, kinda like that dude that he mad at

The talking stops when a rocket is sending you out the planet

You'll be just Timber in a Lake like that dude feeling Janet

That could get you shot or damaged, I bet that you cry or panic

That could get you cut, beat the hell up, then goodbye, you vanish

Put your feet on the concrete, I hope that you got 'em planted

Now stand flat, so I can BLAT! Make you loose all your balance, Koopa

I hear ya talking that talk (that talk), I heard you was talking bout me (bout me)

Soon as I ask who you talking to, you reply with "naw it's not me" (not me)

No bite but all of that barking, cow-mad that y'all ain't got me

They ain't keeping it real like they talking, pussy nigga is all that I see

True Religion lyrics - Chamillionaire

They say "I know you don't do the freestyle thing no mo'

But since you do it better than e'rybody else

Well, you know, fo' sho'"

You know I gotta keep it Texas though

Uh, mix, tape, God, GO!

I know I'm not God, that's blasphemy, the good news is I don't have to be (why?)

I woulda turned the world to a beach resort and kick all y'all out and live happily (woo!)

You see how retarded these rappers be? It's like they get off the short bus after 3

Get Instagram, take pics with guns, snitch on yourself you rich athlete

No snitch-agram cause I'm different fam, no Twitter Cham, I don't need a mention

They always told me that money talks so that's who I want to pay me attention (uh)

Young don, never went to prom, genius kid that wouldn't leave detention

When the teacher said that I'd never blow I said don't count my pockets 'til you see my pension

I was plottin moves, I was carvin scriptures into the desk

That was middle school so track down the desk and figure out the rest

(Oh yes) I must confess, I see you but I am not impressed

I see a lot of side-talkin cats that ain't talkin when they see me in flesh

Cat caught ya tongue then cough up a lung, just stick out ya hands and then hold your breath

If I want opinions I'll ask for that, just stay in your boundaries, don't overstep

Back on the porch we sat on the steps where we all would argue 'bout who the best

And now I sit behind suicides with the A/C on like I'm fresh to death

They ain't stars, these rappers good for like eight bars

Rappers lookin like 8 balls, get in them pockets then take all

These activists ain't active to me, ain't standin up for yo' fake cause

Most of y'all are suspect to me, as a pastor that just bought eight cars

The mixtape God you mixtape frauds, make sure you're hearin this carefully (listen)

Even if you know that we was cool befo', you ain't got to come and give dap to me (no)

It'll let them know they don't have to be the clown next to clowns cause that's ratchety

You could rap and model and own the masons, wouldn't give a damn 'bout yo' fashion G

You don't own the brand, you just clone the man, that you saw before you with it on his hand

You a grown man? (Well) Why a grown man, starin at the logo written on some pants?

You ain't made it man, you couldn't make the band, I don't pay for likes, I don't pay for fans

Won't buy your music cause you're popular, cause you're actin like you're movin major grams

I say you're not, I don't believe ya, that's superstition

You say you're hot, well I know you're not, go prove it to me, go do this mission

Go douse yourself in hot gasoline, go pump some gas without even flinchin

If you make it back then I'll play your raps and won't tell you're family I thought you was missin

Gave you the game, I thought you would listen, y'all got it twisted like a Jewish Christian

I taught you how to diss major labels when they told you bow to they shoes and kiss 'em

When you tell the truth they'll say you was dissin; what's bein dope, got to do with stitchin?

Just stay true and they'll praise you, now that's what the hell I call "True Religion"

album: "Poison" (2012)

• Charlie Sheen
• Passenger Seat
• This My World
• When Ya On

Charlie Sheen lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Rock D & Killer Mike)

[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
Yeah, hold up, uh, Playlist Poison
I mean, is everybody winning? Really?
Say what you feel and mean what you mean

[Chorus 1 - Rock D]
Aye, aye, coldest swag that y'all done seen, keep two bad chicks on my team
Usually known for ridin dirty but I'm always ridin clean
Roll me in a pile of green, cut my check, then kiss my ring
All-all-all I do is win, man I'm on my Charlie Sheen

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Man all these boys my little sons, I know I left y'all in poor care
They said I was on my high horse but I guess that meant my Porsche chair (yeah)
Checkin into that top floor, how come we don't ever see y'all there? (huh?)
Y'all ain't checkin in nowhere, y'all stay logged on the poor square
Poor squares, I don't know where you got your pimp degree
I might be messin with her friend but I'll man up to it admittedly (uh)
You take these girls out to eat and they leave from you and visit me (uh)
Pimpin is something that I learned but don't use much like calligraphy
I'm visibly, the man, I heard you talkin about it and winning is what you say it is
But you ain't really winning homie, you really just good at sayin it (yeah)
And you ain't swimmin in women homie, these women be callin you desert dick (yeah)
As soon as they pull that winning on me, I'm a give them this verse then tell 'em quit
I never trick, last time I checked and check my checks, I was gettin plenty
Most people that got opinions, just talk 'cause they ain't gettin any
If you ain't lived it, then just forget it, 'cause it really ain't nothin that you could tell me
Your voice ain't even worth a penny and your convo ain't worth a meal at Denny's

[Chorus 2 - Rock D - w/ Chamillionaire in the background]
Aye, aye, coldest swag that y'all done seen, keep two bad chicks on my team
Usually known for ridin dirty but I'm always ridin clean
Roll me in a pile of green, cut my check, then kiss my ring
All-all-all I do is win, man I'm on my Charlie Sheen
Charlie Sheen, Ch-Ch-Ch-Charlie Sheen
I ain't got no damn boss, man I'm on my Charlie Sheen
All-all-all I do is win, let me tell you what I mean
Cut the check and kiss the ring, make some way for Charlie Sheen

[Verse 2 - Killer Mike]
Say I'm on that Carlos Estevez, I'm winning ho
I'm swimming in women that love women, so I'm bi-winning ho
Before you put your judgment on pimpin and say he sinnin
Try wakin up on Egyptian linen with Egyptian women
I'm talkin the hottest goddesses, wake me up with massages
Some say I'm a narcissist, other say I'm misogynist
I, say I'm a rock star, let's take flight in my rocket ship
Young Casanova, passin over, you simps and haters
And you never been about real bread, you ain't a baker
And you don't get rich to have one bitch, I ain't a Quaker
I remain unbought, unbossed, a young Jose-a
I'm Sheenin like my daddy before me, 'cause I'm his son
I could make these execs pay what they weigh, I'm talkin tons
Then I take that bank to Vegas and blow it, I'm havin fun
So, why would I act like a peasant, when I'm a King?
They ask me what's this drug I'm doin, that Charlie Sheen

[Chorus 2 - w/ Chamillionaire in the background]

[Break - Chamillionaire]
'Cause I'm the man, yeah I said I'm the man
You might not like who I am but you know I don't give a damn
(I don't give a damn)
'Cause I'm the man, yeah I said I'm the man (uh)
Tryin to put me in a jam but you know you my biggest fan
(You my biggest fan)
I'm the man, yeah I said I'm the man (uh)
Know I'm 'bout my business, so just trust me and stick to the plan
(Come on)
They don't even understand, how we be poppin rubber bands
(Haha, winning)

[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
They say that it ain't no "I" in team, I told 'em it ain't no "I" in Sheen
And I see way too many eyes (uh), watchin my nuts stop tryin to swing
Illest drug that y'all done seen, ho I'm clean as Irish Springs
They tell me they want that "Tiger Blood"
then I'm a bottle it up and supply the fiends (uh)
She said she a goddess, she gonna be my side chick
Right after she slide it open, I'm pokin like a Sidekick (uh)
Heard my former A&R tryin to get me words to rhyme with
I told him choke on these nuts and I don't know the Heimlich

[Chorus 2 - w/ Chamillionaire in the background]

Passenger Seat lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Short Dawg)

[Intro - Chamillionaire]
(Got the slab talkin 'bout)
Swang down and ride with me (got the slab talkin 'bout), yeah
Swang down and ride with me

[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
As I slide through on fo's
You know that the baddest women wanna get chose
I got 'em talkin about, swang down, sweet cherry or lemon ride
Hop into my passenger side
As I slide through on fo's
You know that the baddest women wanna get chose
Talkin about swang down
So go on let me show ya how we do it on that Southside

[Chamillionaire - talking over the end of the Chorus]
Swang down with me
Here lizard, lizard, lizard

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Let's give a toast to all these losers that cuff broads (uh)
Without y'all there wouldn't even be none of us dog (nah)
I'm always fresh, ain't never nothin to dust off
So much good game in my brain, they thinkin this must cost (must cost)
Don't trust talk, ya silly rabbit
Thought that I'd give her carrots/karats and cabbage but no I haven't
Chasin the same chicks like it ain't no more on the planet (uh)
Act like you wasn't with it like Justin after that Janet
Incident, I'm convinced that there's plenty of little sensitive
rappers, really actors, numbers that's probably infinite
Thought that I shouldn't mention it after gettin all intimate (what's up?)
You hear 'em talkin in person like it's a Pimpin skit (hold up)
They serenadin in this rap game G
They package it and call it "Pimpin," what this crap ain't free?
You're chasin groupies, buyin 'em Gucci, haha, that can't be
I'm livin just like Tom and Jerry 'cause the cat chase me (come on)

[Chorus]

[Short Dawg - talking over the end of the Chorus]
Yeah
It's your boy Shorty, know what I mean?
Yeah

[Verse 2 - Short Dawg]
(Shorty Wanna Ride) with me, Young Buck
She see me comin down swingin like nunchucks
Them Texas plates'll make a sexy face bum rush (come on)
Stacks on deck, pockets lookin like Sun Trust (damn)
I chunks up the Southside when I pass (uh)
84's glass, cops out there harass (with my)
Mug on mean, glocks off in the stash (and the)
Slab so clean, tops off and the jazz (woo)
And I'm gettin to the money (money), fifties, twenties, hundreds (hundreds)
Don't worry about how nigga, just know that it's comin (comin)
These rappers gettin punished (why?) 'cause I spits fire
On the road to the riches, passin by you hitchhikers
Told my niggaz when I make then we can all ball (switch)
So I'm gonna grind 'til my money tall as Pau Gasol (that's right)
I'm respected like a rabbi (uh huh), young but I'm mad fly (fresh)
Plus I got 'em starin like a glass eye, as I

[Chorus]

[Break - Chamillionaire]
I'm yellin "hey Ms. Parker (Parker), we both should take a ride in my Charger
I hope that you won't pass up this offer girl
'Cause you know I drop ya back off tomorrow, yeah"
I'm yellin "hey Ms. Parker (Parker), just walk up to my car when I call ya
I got to let ya know that ya gorgeous girl
And ya know that I wanna really know ya
So I'm yellin hey, hey ...

[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
You frontin like I ain't your biggest business
(You) better do more than dishes, (you) better have more than pennies
I've been a rebel I told you, these corporate losers can't deal with me (uh)
Get old, we gonna live like the Beverly Trillbillies
The real dilly, careful when seatin 'em (why?)
'Cause nowadays they shirt and they bag be filled up with helium
Won't deduct no points if your shirt is an extra medium
But if you supersizin the truth, then I'm probably eatin in (hold up)
The dash is digital, diamonds are individuals (uh)
What I'm here to do is to give ya woman a physical
I'm who she give it to, this point in her life is pivotal
Could be the last time that she ever see an invisible - roof
Haha, I'm such a dog

[Outro/Chorus - Chamillionaire]
As I slide through on fo's
You know that the baddest women wanna get chose
I got 'em talkin about, swang down, sweet cherry or lemon ride
Hop into my passenger side
As I slide through on fo's
You already know ya women wanna get chose
Talkin about swang down and ride with me (in my passenger seat)

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

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!

EP: "Ammunition" (2012)

Your Connect lyrics - Chamillionaire

[Chamillionaire:]
See? There's a big difference between them and me.
They're loud... and obnoxious!
You know?
The type to do alota yellin' in the crowded parking lot.
The guys that never really do much of nothin'.
Me?
I'm the one in the background...
The quiet one... the deadly one.
The one you gotta worry about!
You can just call me... "your connect"!
As long as nobody gets outta line, everything'll be just fine.
So listen!
I got a proposition.
See?
It's time to cut out the middle men.
Matter of fact... send my condolences to the little man!
I gave you plenty for free!
Now I'm givin' you a skip taste of additional product.
You sit with it... you come back...
I'll give you a higher grade!
You put it out on the streets for me... untapped... untouched, uncut raw!
Anyone can give it away for FREE... but there's value in gettin' them to buy!
That's how you know you're worth it and that's the difference between THEM and me!
You're my new distributor... and I'm your connect!
If you don't accept this offer, you have 20 seconds to press eject!
My trap house, "Chamillionaire.Com"...
This is where you come and get your "Ammunition"!
You get it directly... FROM ME!
Remember the rules!
Only speak on a dead phone and only call me on a red phone.
And by the way...
When you see the middle man... [gun cocks]
Give him a gift... [silencered shot] [body drops] from your connect!

Running Laps lyrics - Chamillionaire

See me de reppin' for dem Texas down to Naija
And you can trust them try to crumble the empire
But we go fire till de expire
See they go run and they go hide but we gon find ya
Find ya

Umm de lum dela ooleloolelooo
Ohhhh Ohhhhh
Umm de lum dela ooleloolelooo
Umm de um dela ohhhhh
Umm de lum dela ooleloolelooo
Mmmmm Mmmmm
Umm de lum dela ooooleloolelooo ohhhhh Ohhhhhh

I can never slow down I'm running laps

Umm de lum dela ooleloolelooo
Umm de lum dela ooleloolelooo ohhhhh

Umm de lum dela ooleloolelooo
Mmmmm Mmmmm
Umm de lum dela ooleloolelooo Ohhhhhh
Umm de lum dela ooleloolelooo Ohhhhhhhh

I can never slow down I'm running laps

Hold up, first of all who the hell you know that's this versatile
If you don't think that I can get back in my spot
I don't think that you gonna make it into work tomorrow
Or church tomorrow I murk em all I'm on top of the paper like cursive drawn
You know I'll be the first to be a curse to ya'll
Somebody better go and give that black hearse a call

Cause I promise that I'll kill it
While you sitting back on that sofa
I'm trying to keep the straps in that holster
And I would rather chase the stacks and not chocha
And they stay mad while I'm grinning cause I'm doing what they didn't and they losing while I'm winning

I can never slow down I'm running laps

I don't just do it for the H town gotta do it all for my whole state now (state now state now)
I can never slow down I'm running laps
I don't just do it for the pay now gotta do it cause I wanna be great now (great now, great now)
I can never slow down I'm running laps
I can't stop I'll never laydown and you know the whole world is my playground (playground, playground)
Hey Hey Hey
All around the world then back to the tropics making Ben Franks get back in my pocket

Hope you don't think these cats finna stop this

I can never slow down I'm running laps

All around the world to connect the dough
I'm trying to tic tac toe X the dough (x the dough x the dough)
If you ain't trying to help me get the checks to grow I hope you get familiar with the exit door (exit door)
I came along way from being next to blow and moving mixtapes by the Texaco (texaco)
Ya past always gonna try to catch you though their sky miles couldn't get them out to Mexico
If you don't me then be the next to go, Shoot yourself Plaxico
Slow money like the meter in a slow cab
That ain't in the vocab
The reason every woman that I know mad
They say I travel way more than a nomad
And they know that when I'm showing up I'm showing up with no bag
It don't matter if you riding in coach or you riding in first
Some people got no class
Unlawful waste time realize what it will cost you

If you ain't showing money like a vault do

You better find somebody else to talk to
When I do it I'm a do it like a boss do
If you reppin my state then you aught to
Cause I'm a do it like I'm Mr Miyagi
And you ain't gonna deny me cause I'm the one that taught you

I don't just do it for the H town gotta do it all for my whole state now (state now state now)
I can never slow down I'm running laps
I don't just do it for the pay now gotta do it cause I wanna be great now (great now, great now)
I can never slow down I'm running laps
I can't stop I'll never laydown and you know the whole world is my playground (playground, playground)
Hey Hey Hey
All around the world then back to the tropics making Ben Franks get back in my pocket

Hope you don't think these cats finna stop this

I can never slow down I'm running laps

These boys trying to act hollywood better act like ya'll know the real
I'm a give ya'll that cold shoulder let em see how my shoulder chill
I don't play games I'm so for real lend me your ear like Holyfield
I'll shoot your buzz up out the sky let's just call that overkill

Run away with it run away with it, try to say I'm not the one I'm ok with it
Cause I don't have to get an ok with it
Home-run I ain't never gonna base hit it
The people that will say the kid ain't did it
The people that can never say they did it
Don't see em why they acting like they get it
I see through em everybody opaque with it
(Opaque with it)
So fake with it beating on my chest bout to go ape with it
I don't chase no little dough it's no taste in it

And if we talking big dough let's bake with it
That's cake get it everyday is like a Jason skit
Terrorizing everything while I'm chasing it
Making a killing not the villain to me racing with

I don't just do it for the H town gotta do it all for my whole state now (state now state now)
I can never slow down I'm running laps
I don't just do it for the pay now gotta do it cause I wanna be great now (great now, great now)
I can never slow down I'm running laps
I can't stop I'll never lay down and you know the whole world is my playground (playground, playground)
Hey Hey Hey

Now you gotta go kill it (kill it)
Now you gotta come with it (with it)
Now it's time to go get it

I can never slow down I'm running laps

Let's Get That lyrics - Chamillionaire

[Intro:]
Yeeeaaaah!
You gotta have "Ammunition"... [gun-cocks]
Plenty of it... silencers... rapidfire! [automatic gunshots]
LET'S GET IT! [shot]

[Chorus:]
Just give it to homes in different locations,
Just make one and leave the most spacious;
And two rollies dipped in gold faces,
And two girls that's known to switch places!
Ready? Let's get that!
Let's get that! - Let's go!
Lemme know if you with that!
You with that? - Let's go!

Just give me two yellow bones with cute faces,
Gotta be backin' up or be basic!
TV screens is looking like "Matrix",
Cars so fast, the police can't chase it!
Ready? Let's get that!
Let's get that! - Let's go!
Lemme know if you with that!
You with that? - Let's go, we can get it now!

[Verse 1:]
See? Everybody act like they the man to watch,
But I don't even see 'em runnin' half the block!
Influenced by the Michael Watts and Rapalots,
I won a Grammy and I still ain't-took-it-out the box!
When-I-was-comin'-up, I never had a lot!
So now I want it all, I gotta have ya spot!
Now everybody actin' like it's candy drops,
But they bitin' like when Tyson and Evander box.
Oh, well-I-still-will-ride-fresh switch 'Lacs every season,
Kick a door down my raps what they needin'.
Couple bad women that'll pledge their allegiance,
Never broke hoes, coach bags are deceivin'!
Two straps on me, never-dealin'-with-a pat down
While-I'm-walkin'-to-the-private-jet in the background!
I ain't see a throne, that's why I never sat down!
Pass-it-to-the-king like cats out in Sac-Town!
No Demarcus, I don't give a damn, it's no instagram, I'm just into Cham'!
Open hands and then enter grands; anythin' I got, I'm gon' get again!
Killin' all y'all, tell me what do y'all call!
Bad-guy-that-never-pass! I'm-the-villain-ball-hog!
You on the come up but I'm playin' "duck hunt",
When I put my guns up, that's the that that y'all fall!

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
You ain't playin' in the game; you a lame, you a mascot!
Always-tryna-criticize the things that we rap 'bout,
While-I'm movin'-like-a-pair-of-J's on the blacktop;
You don't run a thing but out of space on your laptop!
I'm a-start-a-tab my change never max out
Main broke rapper, main one pullin' cash out!
I'm a-have-yo'-woman on swangs in my Lac drop.
You don't like it? You-can-catch-a-fade like a flat top.
Lame get a name, y'all lames tell 'em: "That's hot! "
Not me! I-say-I-never-bought-it, boy!
I'm-comin'-for-the-money like an auditor,
Look how I murdered everybody that-you-thought-was-raw!
It don't mean that you made it if you on a tour;
You're not a headliner if you're on a four!
Anybody got beef, I'm a carnivore,
Don't-make-me-rain-on-your-parade like it's Mardi Gras!
Not Mardi Gras, it's not February! Not January, it's Ben & Jerr!
Mixed with some liquor, it's a Bloody Mary; such a nasty flow it's unsanitary!
Gettin' motion sickness cause I roll the sickest
On the road to riches and you know the bidness;
Cause the flow is vicious, you supposed to witness;
When-I-get-it, I'm a-be-like: "What I told you, snitches? "

[Chorus]

[Bridge:]
Shoow tiiime! (shoooow tiiiiiime!)
Turn dooooown theee liiiights, it's shoow tiiiiime! (damn riiiight!)
And this woooorld iiiis miiiiine, no liiiieeee! (noooo liiiieeee!)
Turn uuuup theee briiiights an' let's shiiiiine, (aaaaaal-riiiiight!)
Cause this woooorld iiiis miiiiine, hmmmmm!

[Outro:]
Should never be a question in your mind about it!
Stay loaded! [gun cocks]
Chamillitary!
See? You call it motivation... [automatic gunshots]
I call it... "Ammunition"! [shot] [beat stops]

All Mine lyrics - Chamillionaire

[Movie Bites from "Scarface (1983) ", Al Pacino as Tony Montana speaks:]
Time has come.
We gotta expand...
The whole operation... distribution!
New York... Chicago... LA!
We gotta set our OWN MARK... and enforce it.
We gotta think big now.
Think big!

[Verse 1:]
Sittin' in my Jacuzzi, - sittin' in my Jacuzzi; (uh!)
Overhearin' talkin' 'bout 9-5? - Nah, that ain't gon' move me! (uh!)
Anythin' less than ten, bro, - that's that old Nintendo.
Cause y'all playin' games, stop playing games! I spent that on my windows.
(You spent that on your) in "O". - I spent that on my ten hoe;
When you don't get long enough, then they said you got extendo.
You can turn your doors to bulletproof and that won't stop an attempt, though.
Ain't worried about anybody-she-could-do-cause I'm thinkin' 'bout the demo.
(Hello? Hello?) - Don't call me on the wrong Jack!
(Don't call you on the wrong, what?!) - No, just hang up and don't call back! [phone down]
Hope your car is trustworthy! - Hope you got the car fax!
Hope you don't open the door and explode right after contact!
I keep a banana with me, I think I'm Axel Foley. (uhh!)
Hope you get my point like you try not to be a goalie! (whooo!)
You said: "They have real rubber." What's this garbage they sold me?
If the world was sucker free, then I'd probably be here lonely.

[Chorus:]
If you ain't got it, you ain't God of me and you just ain't the same!
Got that viral "Ammunition", watch me hit 'em with the pa-aaii-in!
Sittin' in my Jacuzzi, watchin' a groupie do her thaaang,
I she work it well enough, I might remember this girl's na-aa-ame!
Movin' through the airport, - hundreds with the small face;
I know they gon' check me so they tempt to rob my bra waist.
Walk into the right house. - She thought this was our place?
This my house! - What you think? It's Scarface?!

[Bridge:]
Yeah, this world is all mine!
Yeah, this world is all mine!
I saaiid: "Yeah, this world is all mine!"
Yeah, this world is all mine! [whispering]

[Movie Bites from "Scarface (1983) ", Al Pacino as Tony Montana speaks:]
You need people like me, so you can point your fuckin' fingers...
And say: "That's the bad guy."
Say good night to the bad guy!

[Verse 2:]
All mine, all mine! - Come and take me up off the throne! [gun cocks] [automatic gunshots]
They'll pull my hallers up at your dome,
And I'm back in town, I ride alone; they tryna run up inside my home!
Copycats, my body clones. Oh, no! They stuff it in Styrofoam!
If your problems with me is on wax,
I'm gon' argue with you, that's non-fact! I don't buy them weed, I buy 'em back!
I could sit on top of these tall Gats, just sit on top of these tall stacks;
And be higher than you little liars in, you still wouldn't get to reach where I'm at!
I lead where I'm at, and I'm poppin' up on you out the blue!
Who you think that you talkin' to? What that do casa mi casa, fool?
Keep surveillance for all my haters. You watchin' me? Well, I'm watchin' you!
Keep the butcher knife and a drill! - Just try not to get chopped, (you're screwed!) [screwed]

[Chorus]

[Bridge] [beat stops]

On My Way lyrics - Chamillionaire

On my way... my way... mmmm yeah
On my way... my way...
You just need motivation
So I'm thinking you should let me give you more the conversation
Just a demonstration how I'm a lay your body down
I am on my way I'm in my ride I am costing headed to you
I am on my, my way mmmm
In my ride and I am costing headed to you
I am on my way, my way
Take it easy

When I'm pulling up in my drive miss
You know is normally topless
You know these suckers they ain't got this
Cause they car garages is are drop less
I hope your door is unlocked if you need I be your new locksmith
I took so long cause my driveway is like a parking lot at metropolis
I'm always care for which whip to choose
No evidence for getting choose if breaking bars was against the rules
I know every day I will be getting sued
Chop the screwed to get you in the mood
Get out your shoes and get in the nude
Ever since they told me money talks
I have been chatting like I am getting interviewed
It must be something that is in my scoto
That makes a model to say that she swallow
On the way all and I can say is I'm there before you done with the bottle
Shift the gear then now hit the throttle I swerve so much that I missed the pothole
One the way it's your lucky day I'm about to make you feel
Like you hit the lotto

[Chorus:]
You just need motivation
So I'm thinking you should let me give you more the conversation
Just a demonstration how I'm a lay your body down
I am on my way I'm in my ride I am costing headed to you
I am on my, my way
In my ride and I am costing headed to you
I am on my way, my way
Take it easy

I turn the corner I'm a tip it down
You in the presents of greatness
Never been a chef boyardee I can't let the women in cake mix
That's Tasteless and I taste chips
Forget the the kid for my lateness before you even turn off the lights
I be there to give you that face lift
What I meant by that last line is that
I'm a be in your face like botox
If you got socks then lose those socks
And have nothing on but your broke box
Diamonds larger than road rocks
While I'm trying to prove how to show stop
Car looking like a cruse ship I got no garage
I load docks (I load docks)
No road blocks (no road blocks)
I flow daily (I flow daily)
And you'll flow too When I ge to you It'll get so wavy
I'm the only player who you know lately then can coach a girl
To get so crazy make her kiss a girl like you know Caitie
I can motivate you let's go baby

[Chorus:]
You just need motivation
So I'm thinking you should let me give you more the conversation
Just a demonstration how I'm a lay your body down
I am on my way I'm in my ride I am costing headed to you
I am on my, my way
In my ride and I am costing headed to you
I am on my way, my way
Take it easy

I'm about to exit the freeway to break you off if you let me
I just know that you let me
I just know that you let me
I am pulling up in your drive way I just hope that you're ready
I just hope that you're ready
I just hope that you're ready
Nothing but the finest candy coats is what you're tasting
Push it to the limit call it motor motivation
Hope you're buckled up I hope your seat belt got you're braced in
Texas player so will do but slow will switch the paced in

I'll be the player headed to your location
And be the person that you put in your faith in
The pillow that you let you know waiting
Will be the pillow that you put your face in
I told her never get must aching
I know I'm better than the rest I got great win
Good thanks, but those who stay patient I bet a get a couple standing ovation

[Chorus:]
You just need motivation
So I'm thinking you should let me give you more the conversation
Just a demonstration how I'm a lay your body down
I am on my way I'm in my ride I am costing headed to you
I am on my, my way
In my ride and I am costing headed to you
I am on my way, my way
Take it easy

Let's Get That (Remix) lyrics - Chamillionaire

[Intro: Chamillionaire]
Uuuhh!
I think it's only right till we hit 'em with some H-Town "Ammunition". [gun-cocks]
Chamillionaire...
Doughbeezy, Marcus Manchild! [automatic gunshots]
They say we ain't got it like that, so you know what?!
LET'S GET IT! [shot]

[Chorus: Chamillionaire]
Just give it to homes in different locations,
Just make one and leave the most spacious;
And two rollies dipped in gold faces,
And two girls that's known to switch places!
Ready? Let's get that!
Let's get that! - Let's go!
Lemme know if you with that!
You with that? - Let's go!

Just give me two yellow bones with cute faces,
Gotta be backin' up or be basic!
TV screens is looking like "Matrix",
Cars so fast, the police can't chase it!
Ready? Let's get that!
Let's get that! - Let's go!
Lemme know if you with that!
You with that? - Let's go, we can get it now!

[Chamillionaire:]
Let's go! Got tired of waitin', got tired of hopin'!
I'm a chain, so icey, you can ride the sloap an'
I'll extend the swing if they ridin' pokin'
And the pencil wet, I'm feelin' like I'm floatin'!
You can mention 'em, but they are not as dope
If somebody lie then, somebody jokin'!
And they tellin' y'all that they got it locked
We tell 'em then that we 'bout to come and pry it open! (whooo!)
And then they all can have it; none of y'all can have it!
She takin'-off-her-shirt, want me to autograph it!
So I autograph it, let me autograph it!
Your-woman-disappearin' you can call it "magic".
See? It's automatic cause it's all established
I'm-the-Texas-rapper-that-you-know-it's-far-from-average!
I'm-the-rapper-that-these-other-rappers-call "the-baddest"!
Been-the-baddest-since-the-day-I-went-and-bought-a-tablet!
Get-a-chicken-then-another-chicken-come-in-the-mail (mail!)
Your-woman-beggin'-me-to-come-and-rub-on-her-tail! (tail!)
I-never-cared-about-a-cover-of-the-XXL, (XL!)
Then-every-record, I'm a-get-a-bigger-tuck-in-my-sales! (tuck-in-my-sales!)
I'm the boss yo' boss should get pissed at!
I'm a take it all my weapon, go click-clack! [gun cocks]
See? I want it all and that should be gift wrapped;
Enough with the talk in Texas, let's get that!

[Chorus: Chamillionaire (Doughbeezy)]
Just give it to homes in different locations,
Just make one and leave the most spacious;
And two rollies dipped in gold faces,
And two girls that's known to switch places!
Ready? Let's get that!
Let's get that! - Let's go!
Lemme know if you with that!
You with that? - Let's go!

Just give me two yellow bones with cute faces,
Gotta be backin' up or be basic!
TV screens is looking like "Matrix",
Cars so fast, the police can't chase it!
Ready? Let's get that!
Let's get that! - Let's go!
Lemme know if you with that! (Doughbeezy!)
You with that? - Let's go, we can get it now! (HUUUH?!)

[Doughbeezy:]
Let's G-O, get it?
My grind got me blind on C-note niggas!
It's-the-colored-chandeliers or it's the South-East beast,
So we leave 'em boys pissed like a P.O. visit! (OOWW!)
Your-money-like-a-midget, mine tall like a giant;
I used to get mad cause I couldn't get fly.
Now-when-I-say-I-fly, I-really-mean-that-I'm-fly, (fly!)
Couldn't-pay-my-light-bill, now show's outta liiiine!
Yeah! - If-you-with-it, I'm-with-it!
I'm-down-to-go-get-it-this-minute, right-now! (now!)
I don't care who did it or done it, I need it!
I want it; fuck next! I'm the nigga right now!
I'm-comin'-up-quick, got-'em-lookin'-like: "How?! " (how!)
But-I'm-lookin'-right-back-like: "Nigga, fuck you! "
I-dropped-my-mixtape-and-the-next-day
Did-a-song-with-a-nigga-I-look-up-to! (LET'S GO!)
Scream droppin' like pantyhose; give-the-niggas-toothpaste-from-the-candy-dolls!
Even-in-2020 ('20!) my-rims-still-gonna-be-from-1984. (yeah, yeah!)
Yeah, that's the Texas tank and I'm the Texas Chain-...
... -Saw, I murder beast, no paces!
Fuck bein' local, I want the whole nation;
So when I sign my deal, - I'm a tell the label...

[Chorus: Chamillionaire (Doughbeezy) {Marcus Manchild}]
Just give it to homes in different locations, (Doughbeezy!)
Just make one and leave the most spacious; (yeah!)
And two rollies dipped in gold faces,
And two girls that's known to switch places!
Ready? Let's get that!
Let's get that! - Let's go!
Lemme know if you with that!
You with that? - Let's go!

Just give me two yellow bones with cute faces,
Gotta be backin' up or be basic!
TV screens is looking like "Matrix",
Cars so fast, the police can't chase it!
Ready? Let's get that! {let's get that!}
Let's get that! - Let's go! {let's get that!}
Lemme know if you with that! {Chamillionaire! whattup, homie?}
You with that? - Let's go! {yeah!}

[Marcus Manchild:]
Okay, we can get it now! - Hop-on-a-record-then I'm flippin' out; (uh-huh!)
I-want-every-bitch-to-approach-me-with-their-motherfuckin'-titties-out (uhh!)
Because-a-nigga-wanna-feel-'em-out, (uhh!) that's I'm dealin' out! (uh-huh!)
I-wanna-know-what-you-kids-about; (uhh!) - but-never-take-'em-to-the biggest house (uhh!)
I-pull-up-at-the-garage-in-the-car, the-top-back-gettin'-down, vroom-vroom!
And-I'm-peeling-out-like: "What-you-know-about-it? "
What? - I'm sippin' purple! (purple!) - Wanna-get-rich-off-of the work-flow! (workflow!)
And I speed it up like Turbo, (g'eah!) got-up-in-the-game, fell-in-love-with-some-Virgos.
Two friends beside you, you know I'm-finna-hit-'em! (hit 'em!)
Pull 'em to the side, yeah! You know I'm-finna-get-'em! (get 'em!)
Cause-I'm-all-about-my-spinnin', mucher (yeah!) than-my (yeah!) mozzarella (yeah!)
Martadein, (yeah!) yeah! (yeah!) They-wanna-be (yeah!) the-part-of-that.
Walked-in 'bout to me because I'm space-God (space-God!)
With a pocket-full-of bank cards, like I play cards (hahaha!) but I ain't play y'all!
And they tell me a nigga finna take off (take off!) - to the labels that I'm WITH THAT (WITH THAT!)
With the car I like I FIT THAT (FIT THAT!) - Cut the check, muhfucka; let's get that! (GET THAT!) (bwooy!)

[Chorus: without ab-libs]

[Outro: Chamillionaire]
You know these clowns won't be over here to keep H-Town dooown.
Somebody better let 'em KNOW...
Die slow! [shot] [beat stops]

Won't Change lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Tami LaTrell)

[Intro - Chamillionaire]
Downtown, livin in that H-Town
Ya know I love how ya love to love me baby

[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
I ride for my home and state
Where we be ridin vogues and swangs
And cups be overflowed with drank
No, we don't care what people say
My city been through so much pain
They love me and I sure won't change, won't change

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Music slow but I'm such a speeder
Tried to exit the feeder, spotted me like a cheetah
Looked in the car, then he asked me if I'm a dealer
Keep a tool and some Screw, so I told him I'm Bob Vila
Young Tela, feelin like Derek Jeter
I'll show ya girl how I swing it as soon as I get to meet her
Hate on me from the rear, while they playin follow the leader
All these Caucasian diamonds, I must've caught jungle fever
First they love it and then they hate it
Welcome to Texas, where flip-floppin is overrated
Must've not got the memo, say they happy ya made it
But really full of hot air like the skinnies I just inflated
Hard to say R.I.P. after timelessness get created
You think that we live forever with music that's never dated
We gon' treat every day like it's UGK birthday
When Bun say he happy ya made it, just tell him "Happy Belated"

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Yeah, it's just foolishness that ya hear
Some that never will get it will tell you that it's their year
Some will say that you're finished, the minute ya disappear
But if diamonds could tell the future, my future look crystal clear
Can't get too comfortable when you no longer livin petty
Ordered the chicken over the Alfredo with spaghetti
She in the mirror for an hour say she gettin ready
That fifty-nine minutes that I could've been gettin 'fetti
Uh, let's get back in the mix
You can dream about sleepin while you out stackin your chips
Stuntin on 'em with all this candy immaculateness
They walkin in houses that isn't worth more than half of your wrist
She said this, but do you think that you can run long as you did with Paul?
Do Photoshop make models think that they ain't got a flaw?
Funny, how most be talkin like they did it all
And what's ironic is I can't see anything they did at all

[Chorus - Chamillionaire and Tami LaTrell]

[Chamillionaire - talking over Chorus]
I ride for my city mayne
I ride for my city mayne
I ride for my city mayne
I ride for my city mayne
And you know I won't change
I won't change

[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire (Tami LaTrell)]
She said that you've been gone for too long, ya know ya so crazy (crazy)
You know I love how ya love to love me baby (oh, uh)
Now I'm a drop the top, she gon' bop, she's sayin that's so amazin (amazin)
I'm on them spokes, I just hope this ain't your lady
Now I'm a put it down, put it down for Texas and that H-Town (and that H-Town)
Say it so proud (say it so proud)
Oh, they love how I hold on this grain
Crawlin super slow on these swangs
With the candy coats on my paint
And the city know, I won't change, hold up mayne

[Chorus - Chamillionaire and Tami LaTrell]

[Break - Chamillionaire (Tami LaTrell)]
(There's no rain, there ain't no cloudy days
When you're rollin on swangs
They all know I won't change, I won't change)

I ride for my city mayne
You know, I ride for my city all day
I ride for my city mayne
And you know I won't change

[Outro - Chamillionaire]
Hold up, they tried to knock us but we never froze up
You in the presence of players who react like grown-ups
Hold up, if I would have known they would try to own us
I would went out and purchased stock in Styrofoam cups

[Chamillionaire and Tami LaTrell]
Hold up

Never Enough lyrics - Chamillionaire

[Intro: Chamillionaire (Angel)]
Everything'll change tomorrow, juuuust waaiit!
Everything we had seems different laaaate-ly.
Everything at first is always soooo greeeaaat
Buuuut iiiiiiiit's (never eeeeeeeee-noouugh, - never eno-oouu-ugh! [5 seconds instrumental]

[Chorus: Angel]
You get up and then you fall flat, [echoes]
Even when you give your all back, [echoes]
They try to tell you where your heart's at, [echoes]
Someone tell me what you call that!
I beliieeve, - I beliieeve it's never enoouugh!
I beliieeve it's neveeer, - neveeer enough!
I beliieeve it's neveeer, - neveeer eno-oouu-ugh!
Neveeer, - neveeer enough! - Everythiiing - is neveeer, - neveeer eno-oouu-ugh!

[Chamillionaire:]
I'm thinkin' 'bout all of the people I went harder for,
While I read the Holy Scripture like it's "Art of War".
Pretty women and skinny dippin'; Where the party, boys?
Skippin' the crib like I ain't get to book an honest tour.
If I wasn't ready you never seen it all before, (what else?)
Pro'ly keep a loaded weapon up in armored drawers. (armoed drawers!)
Cause I know the people envious of marble floors; (marble floors!)
If everybody had the answers, it would all be yours! (WHOOOO!)
Success could've ran from me, I said: "I would've caught you! "
You couldn't just be the person I open my arms to!
It could've been something said that I'd never respond to;
Or you couldn't just give a reason for me to assault you!
You couldn't just work it out with somebody you talked to,
That could've been somethin' that someone else never taught you!
You could've been legendary if you had the heart to;
That could've been something that wouldn't come back to haunt you. - Whassup?

[Chorus: Angel (Chamillionaire)]
You get up and then you fall flat, [echoes]
Even when you give your all back, [echoes]
They try to tell you where your heart's at, (they try to tell you where your he-eeeaaa-art's at!)
Someone tell me what you call that!
I beliieeve, (I beliieeve!) - I beliieeve it's never enoouugh! (it's just never enough!)
I beliieeve it's neveeer, - neveeer enough! (it's just never enough)
I beliieeve it's neveeer, - neveeer eno-oouu-ugh!
Neveeer, - neveeer enough! - Everythiiing - is neveeer, - neveeer eno-oouu-ugh!

[Chamillionaire:]
Tell 'em you wanna do it, they'll say that it's cruelest pride!
Pour your heart out and they actin' like someone lied. (lied!)
When you stand up for somethin', they'll treat you like someone died!
But if you stand up for nothin', just call it a homicide!
Told me to fear God. Now tell me is that coward?!
Mainly kid, X's the symbol of black power! (power!)
You just plottin' the scheme and remain in that tower,
Lactose intolerant to your damsel that's sour.
Do anythin' for the money, but tell me: "What does it mean?! " (mean!)
If money's everything, get it; and tell me: "What else it bring?! " (brings!)
The pedal pull out the metal; which of your crew'll sing?
You puppet? You'd better duck it or learn the pull of the strings.

[Bridge: Chamillionaire]
Send the kites of federal through the bank,
They sell their souls for soles and Jordan's and foolish things! (things!)
Careful, the truth stings, I know that you had a dream
But ain't no Martin Luther King's out on Martin Luther King!

[Chamillionaire:]
Hold up! - Let someone tell me what you call that! (call that!)
They think you're beneath 'em, so they think they can walk over you like a doormat.
The only way that I could solve that (solve that!)
Get on the beats, spit all this heat! Drink to the heart and get an all clap!
Cause this apparently therapy, I'm hysterically
Laughin' at anybody who thinkin' they could embarrass me!
Even if carelessly do the words that I'm inherently
Passing to y'all, but I ain't gotta do necessarily! (naaah!)
Why should I bother? I know that I'm not your father!
You'll never become a baller! I never slept with your mama!
You'll never become a bomber! You'll never get any commas!
You'll never get anything in your life - but plenty drama! (what else?)
I set the presidents from my little seed;
They cut me? I'm a bounce back like I'm Shaheen Reid.
I'll require all the enemies that I didn't need,
See? Real recognize real and that's why I can't see no one but meeeeeeee!

[Outro: Angel]
Neveeer eno-oouu-ugh...
Never eeeeeeeee-noouugh!
Neveeer eno-oouu-ugh...
Never eeeeeeeee-noouugh!

[Bridge: Chamillionaire]
Send the kites of federal through the bank, [beat fades-out]
They sell their souls for soles and Jordan's and foolish things!
Careful, the truth stings, I know that you had a dream [beat stops]
But ain't no Martin Luther King's out on "Martin Luther King"! [screwed]

mixtape: "Major Pain 1.5" (2011)

Already Dead Intro lyrics - Chamillionaire

Hey there little fella
I know you missed me
You’re a mean little fella aren’t you?
You hungry?

Chamillitary mayne

Here lizard lizard lizard
Here lizard lizard lizard
Major pain major pain
Here lizard lizard lizard
Here lizard lizard lizard

Hustles and my players let’s talk to these haters do your boy a favor turn right to your neighbors
We got of the majors but still doing major nobody can save ya when Koopa bring that major pain

Here we go

Nah I won’t let them turn me pop even though my little niece like Justin Beiber
Yeah I made that song Ridin Dirty but that should let ya know that I clutch a heater
Yeah I got played by Michael Jordan and I swear MJ he such a diva
Moral of the story is I don’t care cuz yeah I’m still here plus I don’t need ya
Yeah I met a girl at taco bell that slipped me her number in a fajita
Funny thing is ain’t order that I took that hoe back and got her beat up
Why I gotta get back on my throne on and keep turning these fake fans to believers
Yeah I got a call from a major label I swear hung up tha receiver

Do you wanna be successful so bad that you know you would do whatever?
Would you be the one to jump the ship to be safe or hold that ship together?
Would be the chicks that try to leave once you can’t live like Cinderella?
Would you be broke and chill with god or you would be rich and with the devil?
What you gonna do when the music stops or would you still do this accapela?
That decision is really yours and it really ain’t much that I could tell ya
What I know is that I ain’t you and my words I’ll be the realest ever
Chamillitary will rain forever just know I ain’t talking about the weather

Right and then left right and then left march with me forever soldier take another step
Right and then left right and then left march with me forever soldier take another step

This is for you know who and don’t you ever be misled
I know just how I said it and I meant just what I just said
I feel as good as ever when I hop outta my bed
Baby you ain’t living life you must be already dead

War To Your Door lyrics - Chamillionaire

[Chorus]
In this game it seems that I'm lyrically reaching a point where it's not fair no more
Hit 'em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy
It's like I'm bringing war to your front door
In this game it seems that I'm lyrically reaching a point where it's not fair no more
Hit 'em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy
It's like I'm bringing war to your front door, front door

[Verse 1]
Look how lyrically I assassinate a verse then
I can get a hooker shot like urban
You never bust rapping just like you a virgin
Under your girl done hitting a belly like a surgeon
A hundred milli gotta get it brrr Birdman
Christina Milian she ain't got her man
And I don't have no dreams either, i'm working
Surfing the earth and tryna stay urban
You see the heater poking out I got the shirt in
All of these rappers getting jerked without the jurgens
The similes and metaphors that I be serving
gone right over their head, hot turbans
I got a ?? and she a Persian
Ain't got a deal with Eminem but I am burning
Hot, got a lawyer he's really a diversion
I'm riding dirtier than 30 days with no detergent
Ain't really with the beef but the tweets I get at you
If I ever see you in the streets I'ma slap you
I don't mean LeBron when the Heat coming at you
Cover up and duck like I'm late tattoo
All this cake getting flipped like a spatula
Not an act like a chat i'm a natural
Suits tried to take me out the game what did that do
Still here like the name of an ear statue
Bread cheese here funds really high
Walk in the strip club and throw my lunch in the sky
Front til you die while I spend a month in Dubai
I'm a god in the streets alhamdulillah
Test and I bet that you gon' flunk when you try
I don't even gotta use my gun to reply
You get punched in the eye, punched in the eye
What is a tie? Ayuken blood finna fly

[Chorus]
In this game it seems that I'm lyrically reaching a point where it's not fair no more
Hit 'em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy
It's like I'm bringing war to your front door
In this game it seems that I'm lyrically reaching a point where it's not fair no more
Hit 'em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy
It's like I'm bringing war to your front door, front door

[Verse 2]
See the barrel shoot in the tank I'm in the cockpit
Bullets that'll jump on your head like it's a moshpit
Even if you're wearing a bulletproof outfit
I got a Batman you who I'm Robin like a sidekick
The rap game really my chick
Topic is whether Chamillionaire is the topic
Put 'em on the line I'm telling you that I got this
Autograph the weapon I'm hitting you with a shot whip
Most high multi-million dollar bow tie
Still be a clown it's equivalent to cho cha
Go and die know why he will tell the most lies
Most likely to get hit with the four-five.
Yo price pow hit 'em with the scorcher
What you know about the Chinese, water torture
Can't run from the lyricism cause it caught ya
Write it then I'm in your nightmare like an author
West craving the world what I'm saving
I got a hollow tip that I brought for the occasion
I put it in a weapon that was made by an Asian
My mind is a maze and that means that I'm amazing
Your girl call me papi coming with a posse
Everybody black I'm the opposite of nazi
In the major label they be thinking I'm Gaddafi
I'm taking out anyone who thinkin' they can stop me

[Chorus]
In this game it seems that I'm lyrically reaching a point where it's not fair no more
Hit 'em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy
It's like I'm bringing war to your front door
In this game it seems that I'm lyrically reaching a point where it's not fair no more
Hit 'em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy
It's like I'm bringing war to your front door, front door

Slow City Don lyrics - Chamillionaire

Slow loud and bangin man I'm the man
I never been ya fan and I ain't never been a stan
Sayin I'm the man cause I told you that I am
I'm on super poked swangas you can check my wingspan
I don't mess with ya'll man I'm anti-social
I don't talk too much I'm anti-vocal
Ya''ll ain't goin nowhere your anti-coastal
And ya'll ain't gettin no mail your anti-postal
Speakers sounding like a marching band
Laws hoping that my pockets full of contraband
Boys thinking bout plotting when I park my lam
I'm a spray you cockroaches like the orchid man
Looking so regal, hoping outta regal
Not the birdman but I'm riding with a eagle
I don't know who the hell telling you that I need you
They got you gassed up girl I hope your using diesel
Whoa kimosabee, groupies in the lobby
Flying outta hobby like flying is a hobby
Boys wanna rob me, go ahead and try me
Just know I own way more heat than pat riley
Your girlfriend reccomend that I molest her
At the u.f.h I shoulda been a professor
Open up my wallet and pretend I'm a test her
She turnin in paper like it's end of semister
Ready to poker her, living la vida loca
Come at me wrong I'm at cha neck like a choker
When I recline I'm sitting in it like a sofa
Drive it once then I give away the vehicle like oprah
Chauffer, mr. belvadere that's the butler
Told ya, let her disappear never cuff her
Rolla, money everywhere in my duffle
Hold up, I can't even hear that's my muffler damnn
Loud pipes got me sounding super sexy
Blades everywhere make your woman think I'm wesley
Ask the police when they gonna come arrest
If I do a crime it il be the day they catch me
Rims sitting high you can call me high roller
Ice on both wrists you can call me bi polar
Go against me you should know your life over
Your girl going crazy you should know that I drove her
Manage the wheel, they know cham is fo real
Now that I am independant they gon panic fo real
From the land of the trill before they hand me a deal
I will slap that boy with a backhand full of bills
Getting that cabbage that's bein established
In the new crib where the layout is lavish
Money jurassic, amex is blackness
Naked lady standing like she straight out a pageant
Haters you should go get yourself a razor
Look at your wrist and go and do yourself a favour
Watch the one time the police il try an taze ya
Pistol jam on me I'm a switch it up and blade ya
You don't know me you can diss away
I ain't waiting till tomorrow I'm a trip today
Stop acting like you hard ya'll should switch to gay
Ya'll boys sweeter than a lemonade or chick fillet, ay
Got to come down got to be the damn best
Jewellery gon shine that il be on my chest
Rain or sunshine I admit that I'm fresh
And ya already knowing what I rep, yep
I was always on grind while them other boys slept
Money on time bet I be a dime less
Gotta bunch of dimes and they hit me on texts
Just to tell me that I always bein the best yes, I'm the best
Gotta touch down and show my ends on skillz
But when I touch down it's probbly in brazil
Diamonds on froze so my wrists on still
Never on safety my 4 5th on kill
See me out there she tried to get my address
Plenty hoes pose and change clothes like pageants
Headboard that's in my bedroom is so padded
Plenty dope lines for these hoes like tablets
Tongue that stay stuck on my gold it's so icy
Tongue il stay stuck on my pole the how like me
Haters back at home ain't made enough to come fight me
I'm in new york sitting court side like I'm spike lee
Always winning like I'm bryant before lakers
Gotcha woman sippin hennessey with no chaser
Everytime I see em that chamillion hold paper
Got her sayin koopa what the hell is your safe for
Got these boys sayin that she mines and don't touch her
Then she tell you to stop cryin and don't cuff her
I convince a girl to strip down with no muscle
Went out to the a and took a dime to know usher
Went out to the lou and took a dime to know nelly
Went out to the chi and took a dime to know kelly
Plus the chick that say she cool with drake was so ready
But none of em can trip cause they know they so petty
In the panamera with the shoes
Gettin plenty knowledge like she taking me to school
Say I don't go hard they gon say that you a fool
It's gon hit you like blaow when I hit you with the tool