(187, 187, 187)
(Who's next?)
[Intro - Chopped and Screwed Voice - talking behind Chorus - w/ ad libs]
Screwed Up Click
You know what this means, right?
Clover G! Let's go
Yeah, I'm too real to be an actor
Ya dig?
You know who you are
You be home, you behind the mic
Not me though
[Chorus]
"Nigga's a threat, too real to be an actor" - [8X]
[Verse 1 - Lil' Flip]
This ain't a movie, this more like a screenplay
Cause on the real I went to the block each day (for real)
The G way, so hit me on my three way
Look if you want to live, you better take it easy
You jump, fly with me, I clip your wings off
You violate me again, I infa beam y'all
This H-Town, the home of the trunk poppers
Oh and I'm on that kush nigga, I'm a funk doctor
I make hits in the streets and in the booth
So keep playin I'll put one on you (YOU)
I'm tatted up, cause I love takin pain
I give my artist's a cheat and tell 'em "keep the change"
I ain't petty player, I buy the whole thang
My work pure since you want to talk blow man
I got that shit that made Len Bias overdose
Yours truly, the King of the Third Coast
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Yo, it's Koopa baby, uh
Jackers pay attention and don't get the script confused
Cause I promise Black & Decker ain't gon' miss you with the tools
Better duck before you lose, like McDuck or Mr. Scrooge
I ain't givin away a golden cent or nothin to you fools
Clownin on the camera, tryin to get you on the news
Sometimes the cloest ones, the ones who tryin to see you lose
They say that "Family Matters" tell Urkel that I'm the truth
Cause I'm a be a "Family Guy" 'til Stewie get it misconstrued
Scratchin off the serial, materials get thrown away
For jackers I got that cereal, I'm pourin out the Special K
Don't get blown away, plot and you will bowl away
From no one just with a Cheerio size hole to stay
Homie it ain't no debate, some Pirelli's known to hate
So I had to motivate a set of O's to hold my swangs
Tippin on my rollerblades, head to toe way on them thangs
Tickets just get thrown away like I was supposed to pay
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Lil' Flip]
Look, aye it's way too late to try to make peace
Just be glad they didn't find your ass on the streets
First they said H-Town wasn't gonna blow
But we proved 'em wrong, even Bun B went gold
I'm Michael Phelps, the way I swim up in your wife
Look I'm the reason her juice box ain't tight
(Who the King of Houston?), y'all better say me
Cause Def Jam Vendetta is the only way you'll play me
[Verse 4 - Chamillionaire]
NBA Live 2006, only way that they'll play me
I was born to be a boss and you just a trainee
In money that we trust, so you can trust in me
Cause I am money, you should see how much I clutched this week
They say that money talks, so you can trust this speech
It's Barack O'Balla baby, let's do lunch, let's feast
Landlord of the H, let's discuss this lease
If you in Texas and you leanin, then adjust your seat, for Pimp C
[Chorus - w/ ad libs]
[Outro - Lil' Flip - talking]
Hey, we too real man
For real, yeah
Too real to be an actor, man
(187, 187, who's next?) 187, who's next?
Hahaha
Hey Cham man
It feel good to be amongst the platinum elite club baby
Hey let 'em know
The grind don't stop, Flipgates, Chamillionaire
It's Volume 4, right?
Hey Cham man, let these niggaz know man
I'm fuckin with these beats now
682-561-8900
2 MPH lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Bun B, Paul Wall, Mistah F.A.B.)
"Sippin, sippin on lean, sippin, sippin on bo'"
[Bun B]
Comin down grippin grain, diamonds up against the wood
Tops drop, blades chop, trunk is popped, I'm lookin good
Swangin down the boulevard, chunky deuce, the fifth is shinin
The queen is ridin shotgun and Finger's behind me
So never you mind me, I'm just hustling, grindin
My pockets are heavy and my diamonds are blindin
My pistols are loaded and cocked so know that I'm ready
I'll die for my family dog but I'll kill for my fair day
R.I.P. to my baby bro, UGK until
It ain't no stopping this movement, you lose on the real
Cause we keeping it trill, that's from ashes to dust
We got paper to make and fake nigga's asses to bust
If you down for your hood, and you bangin that Screw
Put your sets in the sky, cause this one is for you
Keep on keepin it true, fuck haters and again
Cause we don't play the game to say we play, we play to win
[Hook: Mistah F.A.B. X2]
Leanin to the side, you cain't speed through
Two miles per hour, so everybody sees you
Ridin by myself, with the pistol in the do'
"Sippin, sippin on lean, sippin, sippin on bo'"
[Mistah F.A.B.]
Candy on my big wheel, yeah man I'm still a kid
Twenty-six, rims same age as me, can you dig?
Ridin down the block, knockin pictures off your wall
Just showin off my grill made by Paul Wall
Alpine speakers in my grill on blast
Like my boys in Texas, hittin corner on them slabs
Seat laid back, you know how us pimps be
Keep your head up Bun B, rest in peace Pimp C
A mill' on mine rolled back to back and young millionaires we haven't scratched
Rhyme through the hood and habitat, candy paint look like some cabbage patch
Haters hot, they mad at that, Chamillionaire, how F.A.B. get that?
Two dimes in a car, how bad is that? King of the jungle, you an alley cat
Prince of the coast brought Cali back, just threw some D's on a Cadillac
Smoke so much, got cataracts, been rollin up for a matter of fact
F.A.B. get love where F.A.B. is at, from the Bay to the South where them slabs is at
Oakland down to Houston, only rollin with them savage cats
[Hook X2]
[Chamillionaire (Over Hook: Chamillitary mayne, yeah)]
It's gon' be, F-A-C, T to the Feds gon' mess with me
And F-A-B, when they see, mixtape money yes they pay me
Mugabe, Inspector G, bring 'em all cause they cain't get me
Ten vehicles parked in the yard, pick your choice, I'll get that key
Take that jet out to West, let's swang and get our swerve on
Hit that strip in my whip, gon' strip and let them sexy curves show
Vehicle sittin very low, pimp that caddy very slow
They like "Yeah, Chamillionaire, the realest I done heard holmes"
[Paul Wall]
I'm leanin to the side sideways, sittin crooked
My Jolly Ratchet paint got all of the people lookin
I'm beatin down the block, givin the streets an ass whoopin
Peep the way a player move, take notes lil young-un
I'm movin slow mo', leanin off a potent fo'
Pistol in my lap, plus another one in the side do'
You know I'm just a young hustler all about my doe
Gettin cake and stackin up that paper, I need mo'
[Hook X2]
"Sippin, sippin on lean, sippin, sippin on bo'"
[Bun B]
Comin down grippin grain, diamonds up against the wood
Tops drop, blades chop, trunk is popped, I'm lookin good
Swangin down the boulevard, chunky deuce, the fifth is shinin
The queen is ridin shotgun and Finger's behind me
So never you mind me, I'm just hustling, grindin
My pockets are heavy and my diamonds are blindin
My pistols are loaded and cocked so know that I'm ready
I'll die for my family dog but I'll kill for my fair day
R.I.P. to my baby bro, UGK until
It ain't no stopping this movement, you lose on the real
Cause we keeping it trill, that's from ashes to dust
We got paper to make and fake nigga's asses to bust
If you down for your hood, and you bangin that Screw
Put your sets in the sky, cause this one is for you
Keep on keepin it true, fuck haters and again
Cause we don't play the game to say we play, we play to win
[Hook: Mistah F.A.B. X2]
Leanin to the side, you cain't speed through
Two miles per hour, so everybody sees you
Ridin by myself, with the pistol in the do'
"Sippin, sippin on lean, sippin, sippin on bo'"
[Mistah F.A.B.]
Candy on my big wheel, yeah man I'm still a kid
Twenty-six, rims same age as me, can you dig?
Ridin down the block, knockin pictures off your wall
Just showin off my grill made by Paul Wall
Alpine speakers in my grill on blast
Like my boys in Texas, hittin corner on them slabs
Seat laid back, you know how us pimps be
Keep your head up Bun B, rest in peace Pimp C
A mill' on mine rolled back to back and young millionaires we haven't scratched
Rhyme through the hood and habitat, candy paint look like some cabbage patch
Haters hot, they mad at that, Chamillionaire, how F.A.B. get that?
Two dimes in a car, how bad is that? King of the jungle, you an alley cat
Prince of the coast brought Cali back, just threw some D's on a Cadillac
Smoke so much, got cataracts, been rollin up for a matter of fact
F.A.B. get love where F.A.B. is at, from the Bay to the South where them slabs is at
Oakland down to Houston, only rollin with them savage cats
[Hook X2]
[Chamillionaire (Over Hook: Chamillitary mayne, yeah)]
It's gon' be, F-A-C, T to the Feds gon' mess with me
And F-A-B, when they see, mixtape money yes they pay me
Mugabe, Inspector G, bring 'em all cause they cain't get me
Ten vehicles parked in the yard, pick your choice, I'll get that key
Take that jet out to West, let's swang and get our swerve on
Hit that strip in my whip, gon' strip and let them sexy curves show
Vehicle sittin very low, pimp that caddy very slow
They like "Yeah, Chamillionaire, the realest I done heard holmes"
[Paul Wall]
I'm leanin to the side sideways, sittin crooked
My Jolly Ratchet paint got all of the people lookin
I'm beatin down the block, givin the streets an ass whoopin
Peep the way a player move, take notes lil young-un
I'm movin slow mo', leanin off a potent fo'
Pistol in my lap, plus another one in the side do'
You know I'm just a young hustler all about my doe
Gettin cake and stackin up that paper, I need mo'
[Hook X2]
"Sippin, sippin on lean, sippin, sippin on bo'"
The Morning News lyrics - Chamillionaire
Chamillitary man
[News Reporter]
Fighting broke out over-night between rival factions along the Israeli - Syrian border
Initial reports claim Israeli jet fighters bombed a guerrilla base,
Killing at least 49 soldiers and 13 civilians, damage to the base is said to be heavy
And the Israeli jets are reported to have made it back to their headquarters safely
An 49 year old unidentified man went berserk last night, opening fire with a 12 gauge shotgun...
[Chamillionaire]
Ring the alarm!
Terror alert, victory!
I stay dropping that bombness, Rosie O'Donnel and Donald Trump stay arguing bout nonsense
Would they treat me as good as Hugh Heffner if I had a mansion full of blonde chicks?
If adultery was a felony, then Clinton would be a convict
Put you in the same position and lets see what you'd really do
They tell me that I sold out if I execute the no snitching rule
Sound like it was a good idea, till a murder happen to you
Dumb-stupid, or stupid-dumb, either one you don't have a clue
Voice perfect for CNN but knew Larry King wouldn't hear it through
Bill O'Reily's an idiot, he ain't the only one with an opinion fool
E-mail this to my publicist so the media is gonna hear it too
You get on TV and get at me, then I'm gonna get on the CD and get at you
Uncle Sam says to pay your taxes, just to learn that I pay for classes
Part time hustle really ain't gonna last, so todays forecast is to make more cash
Its the morning news, news news, let em know the truth, truth, truth
Its the morning news, news news, let em know the truth, truth, truth
Its the morning news
In the strip club ballin', Bill Collecta keep calling
You ain't even tryna pay your bills, he show up and you dogging
White man balling, black man starving, looks like Al Sharpton found another cause to get
involved in
I cant hate to see a black man, and I don't hate to see a black hand
Crawling into that cookie jar cause theres plenty of dough up in that man
When your black and you educated people say "You ain't black man!"
May be black in your appearance but really whiter than Batman
CEO's are like slave masters and most of them don't even know it
Their employees are like slaves, work the bill but don't even own it
Your money right but your credit ain't, then the bank still wont loan it
If you're on top and ain't paying taxes then I hope you're enjoying your moment
Uncle Sam says to pay your taxes, just to learn that I pay for classes
Part time hustle really ain't gonna last, so todays forecast is to make more cash
Its the morning news, news news, let em know the truth, truth, truth
Its the morning news, news news, let em know the truth, truth, truth
Its the morning news
Hip-hop crunk music, hyphy music, slab music, sound like a nursing rhyme
Get a beat and rap to it, ain't speaking with a purpose, I'm gonna call it crap music
Y'all got your boys getting mad, my bad lets get back to it
Cigarettes are still causing cancer, and chronic smoke'll still get you high
In the streets or in the store, know a couple dollars wont get you by
Truth is a Paris Hilton jail cover story could never flop
For that sexy mug-shot I could get a million dollars a pop
Even Michaels in the media, they like to make examples of people just like you
Get involved and I bet the indite you, goto jail and I bet they don't write you
Yea, you ain't got a college degree then they'll say you're not intelligent
And if your class ain't Upper Class, then your opinion is irrelevant
Uncle Sam says to pay your taxes, just to learn that I pay for classes
Part time hustle really ain't gonna last, so todays forecast is to make more cash
Its the morning news, news news, let em know the truth, truth, truth
Its the morning news, news news, let em know the truth, truth, truth
Its the morning news
The world is crazy, every day I gotta wake up to this nonsense
Silly rappers think I'm worried about a punch-line
I show more purpose than your whole career in one line
Victory
[News Reporter]
Fighting broke out over-night between rival factions along the Israeli - Syrian border
Initial reports claim Israeli jet fighters bombed a guerrilla base,
Killing at least 49 soldiers and 13 civilians, damage to the base is said to be heavy
And the Israeli jets are reported to have made it back to their headquarters safely
An 49 year old unidentified man went berserk last night, opening fire with a 12 gauge shotgun...
[Chamillionaire]
Ring the alarm!
Terror alert, victory!
I stay dropping that bombness, Rosie O'Donnel and Donald Trump stay arguing bout nonsense
Would they treat me as good as Hugh Heffner if I had a mansion full of blonde chicks?
If adultery was a felony, then Clinton would be a convict
Put you in the same position and lets see what you'd really do
They tell me that I sold out if I execute the no snitching rule
Sound like it was a good idea, till a murder happen to you
Dumb-stupid, or stupid-dumb, either one you don't have a clue
Voice perfect for CNN but knew Larry King wouldn't hear it through
Bill O'Reily's an idiot, he ain't the only one with an opinion fool
E-mail this to my publicist so the media is gonna hear it too
You get on TV and get at me, then I'm gonna get on the CD and get at you
Uncle Sam says to pay your taxes, just to learn that I pay for classes
Part time hustle really ain't gonna last, so todays forecast is to make more cash
Its the morning news, news news, let em know the truth, truth, truth
Its the morning news, news news, let em know the truth, truth, truth
Its the morning news
In the strip club ballin', Bill Collecta keep calling
You ain't even tryna pay your bills, he show up and you dogging
White man balling, black man starving, looks like Al Sharpton found another cause to get
involved in
I cant hate to see a black man, and I don't hate to see a black hand
Crawling into that cookie jar cause theres plenty of dough up in that man
When your black and you educated people say "You ain't black man!"
May be black in your appearance but really whiter than Batman
CEO's are like slave masters and most of them don't even know it
Their employees are like slaves, work the bill but don't even own it
Your money right but your credit ain't, then the bank still wont loan it
If you're on top and ain't paying taxes then I hope you're enjoying your moment
Uncle Sam says to pay your taxes, just to learn that I pay for classes
Part time hustle really ain't gonna last, so todays forecast is to make more cash
Its the morning news, news news, let em know the truth, truth, truth
Its the morning news, news news, let em know the truth, truth, truth
Its the morning news
Hip-hop crunk music, hyphy music, slab music, sound like a nursing rhyme
Get a beat and rap to it, ain't speaking with a purpose, I'm gonna call it crap music
Y'all got your boys getting mad, my bad lets get back to it
Cigarettes are still causing cancer, and chronic smoke'll still get you high
In the streets or in the store, know a couple dollars wont get you by
Truth is a Paris Hilton jail cover story could never flop
For that sexy mug-shot I could get a million dollars a pop
Even Michaels in the media, they like to make examples of people just like you
Get involved and I bet the indite you, goto jail and I bet they don't write you
Yea, you ain't got a college degree then they'll say you're not intelligent
And if your class ain't Upper Class, then your opinion is irrelevant
Uncle Sam says to pay your taxes, just to learn that I pay for classes
Part time hustle really ain't gonna last, so todays forecast is to make more cash
Its the morning news, news news, let em know the truth, truth, truth
Its the morning news, news news, let em know the truth, truth, truth
Its the morning news
The world is crazy, every day I gotta wake up to this nonsense
Silly rappers think I'm worried about a punch-line
I show more purpose than your whole career in one line
Victory
Hip Hop Police lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Slick Rick)
[Intro:]
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go
Keep runnin' homie
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go
They on the trail
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go
Keep runnin' homie
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go
They on the trail
[Chorus 1:]
With so much drama in the industry
Hip Hop Police are listening
Be careful or you'll be history
Looks like another unsolved mystery
It's murder, murder, murder
Ah it's murder, murder, murder
Yeah it's murder, murder, murder
Somebody tell em it's murder
Murder was the case and they blamed me
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire:]
Officer I didn't do it, you can't blame me for this
Could you please loosen up the handcuffs on my wrists?
You can call me what you wanna but mayne I ain't a snitch
No cooperation is exactly what you would get
'til I talk to my lawyer, you get no reply
You've obviously been watching too much CSI
I'm not a crash dummy so don't even try
To talk your dirty trash to me, no BFI
If you are not guilty of anything, then why did you run?
Cause you the police and plus I saw you cocking your gun
And the chamber wasn't empty, it was obviously one
If you think I'm believing that one, your obviously dumb
Huh? I know that you heard the sirens, you dived in
To the vehicle you was driving and riding
Instead you shouldn't be whining about abiding
By the law, nah it's obvious that you're lying
[Chorus 1]
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire:]
Stop lying to me boy, it'd be best you confess
I can smell the BS on the scent of your breath
Saw the meth while I was inspecting your deck
Saw that you was riding dirty when I looked at the rest
Who is this guy Busta? Who is this guy Snoop?
Who is his other friend who's wearing the sky blue?
Look at this pic here, he standing beside you
Tell me his name now, I heard he was piru
Confiscated the CD's at one of your homes
For evidence ever since we heard some of your songs
What about this Pimp guy, he was on one of your songs
I could've sworn he said he had a pocket full of stones
Am I wrong? Hell yeah, I don't know who that is
I don't know no Pimp C, all I know is I'm rich
And I'm a bond like James, bet I be out here quick
Man You ain't getting out of here, you must think that your slick
In the car we confiscated The Chronic and The Clipse
Diary that you had and all your Blueprints
On the Death Row booklet, we found your two prints
Your thumb and your index, the judge will love this)
[Chorus 2:]
With so much drama in the industry
Hip Hop Police are listening
Be careful or you'll be history
Looks like another unsolved mystery
It's murder (It's a bloody murder)
Ah it's murder (It's a bloody murder)
Yeah it's murder (It's a bloody murder)
Somebody tell 'em it's murder
Murder was the case and they blamed me
[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire/Slick Rick:]
And you can see your screwed as the evidence pours in
The witness to the crime was at 3 in the morning
Gave us a description so we picked up your boy and
You'll get a lighter sentence if you put the crime on him
A big celebrity, a case we long for
You a pirate, Why you got that eye patch on for?
Funny Putting people in a hurse what I heard for
Where were you the night of April 21st son?
Home, I think that you got your facts wrong, gats on you
Chamillionaire, Rob shot Couple cats on Melview
What? We gonna have to jail you too
In the line-up, don't speak until we tell you to
This the person who jimmied your lock, sir?
Well he's dark, Kinda looked like him, I'm not sure
Fail into nail cause a cell it's another?
Leave, I see an unmarked tail in the glover?
Hit the Bodega, not no more game
This chick used to be nice, acting all strange
Like she was gonna get it, pathetic
I sell in court now they all apologetic
[Chorus 1]
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go
Keep runnin' homie
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go
They on the trail
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go
Keep runnin' homie
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go
They on the trail
[Chorus 1:]
With so much drama in the industry
Hip Hop Police are listening
Be careful or you'll be history
Looks like another unsolved mystery
It's murder, murder, murder
Ah it's murder, murder, murder
Yeah it's murder, murder, murder
Somebody tell em it's murder
Murder was the case and they blamed me
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire:]
Officer I didn't do it, you can't blame me for this
Could you please loosen up the handcuffs on my wrists?
You can call me what you wanna but mayne I ain't a snitch
No cooperation is exactly what you would get
'til I talk to my lawyer, you get no reply
You've obviously been watching too much CSI
I'm not a crash dummy so don't even try
To talk your dirty trash to me, no BFI
If you are not guilty of anything, then why did you run?
Cause you the police and plus I saw you cocking your gun
And the chamber wasn't empty, it was obviously one
If you think I'm believing that one, your obviously dumb
Huh? I know that you heard the sirens, you dived in
To the vehicle you was driving and riding
Instead you shouldn't be whining about abiding
By the law, nah it's obvious that you're lying
[Chorus 1]
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire:]
Stop lying to me boy, it'd be best you confess
I can smell the BS on the scent of your breath
Saw the meth while I was inspecting your deck
Saw that you was riding dirty when I looked at the rest
Who is this guy Busta? Who is this guy Snoop?
Who is his other friend who's wearing the sky blue?
Look at this pic here, he standing beside you
Tell me his name now, I heard he was piru
Confiscated the CD's at one of your homes
For evidence ever since we heard some of your songs
What about this Pimp guy, he was on one of your songs
I could've sworn he said he had a pocket full of stones
Am I wrong? Hell yeah, I don't know who that is
I don't know no Pimp C, all I know is I'm rich
And I'm a bond like James, bet I be out here quick
Man You ain't getting out of here, you must think that your slick
In the car we confiscated The Chronic and The Clipse
Diary that you had and all your Blueprints
On the Death Row booklet, we found your two prints
Your thumb and your index, the judge will love this)
[Chorus 2:]
With so much drama in the industry
Hip Hop Police are listening
Be careful or you'll be history
Looks like another unsolved mystery
It's murder (It's a bloody murder)
Ah it's murder (It's a bloody murder)
Yeah it's murder (It's a bloody murder)
Somebody tell 'em it's murder
Murder was the case and they blamed me
[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire/Slick Rick:]
And you can see your screwed as the evidence pours in
The witness to the crime was at 3 in the morning
Gave us a description so we picked up your boy and
You'll get a lighter sentence if you put the crime on him
A big celebrity, a case we long for
You a pirate, Why you got that eye patch on for?
Funny Putting people in a hurse what I heard for
Where were you the night of April 21st son?
Home, I think that you got your facts wrong, gats on you
Chamillionaire, Rob shot Couple cats on Melview
What? We gonna have to jail you too
In the line-up, don't speak until we tell you to
This the person who jimmied your lock, sir?
Well he's dark, Kinda looked like him, I'm not sure
Fail into nail cause a cell it's another?
Leave, I see an unmarked tail in the glover?
Hit the Bodega, not no more game
This chick used to be nice, acting all strange
Like she was gonna get it, pathetic
I sell in court now they all apologetic
[Chorus 1]
Standing Ovation lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Intro]
What's up man? I seen you got a Grammy and everything
You done change you ain't, you can't even call me back
You don't even call me back bruh
I called you, 75 times yesterday dawg
They cut my phone off, cause I was callin YOU
[Chamillionaire - singing]
Now that I got dough in my pockets
and a whole lot of profits seems like everybody loves me
[Chamillionaire]
It feels great, seems like e'rybody loves me
Round of applause for the cause, thank you, and thank you
Geah!
Used to treat me like the bad guy from Houston and the media was like Darth Vader
People turnin like turntables, they crossin over like cross-faders
Try to switch up teams like ballplayers, so our enemies are like our neighbors
Keep 'em close, yeah very close, most of 'em are folks that's still on papers
You can work or you can have the work or we makin more than all of y'all wagers
Motivation makes hustlers make it so we successful cause y'all made us
Used to not give a flyin 'F' when they greeted us with that one finger
Whole world jumped on the tip when we hit the switch and sat on swangers
Hit the hood they say y'all famous, grindin hard so we can ball later
They be like "Damn, that boy made it" - if they say I didn't that's wrong data
First a broad will try to say I'm fraud
see me pull that wad and that guard changes
Callin me she wanna on the team and now she mad cause I'm ignorin pages
Boys thinkin that they concern me, y'all actin like y'all waiters
Same ones that used to walk past when we was underground but now we all majors
Keep speakin beggin for a beat and I'll tell the streets to do that boy a favor
Turnin purple blue and red, all flavors; I got a message for all haters
[Chorus]
Made it to the top and it ain't no way to stop it
And I sho' ain't forgot when everybody used to judge me
Now that I got dough in my pockets
and a whole lot of profits seems like everybody loves me
I know you like my style, I know you like my style
I know you love the way I put it down
I made it through the haters
So when you see me shinin give me a standing ovation
[Chamillionaire]
I was bouncin back like ping-pong, "Ridin" became the new theme song
Beatin on my chest like I'm King Kong when I broke the record for the ringtones
You ever seen a platinum plaque that look like that then you seen wrong
Better sit back and relax cause my platinum reign is gonna seem long
And I don't blame boys for hatin
cause they was impatient and they didn't know the plan
I knew that somethin had to shake and it was gonna bubble like a Coca-Cola can
And I shook it up like a soda can, my wallet is overflowin man
Now my potential's unlimited like the minutes of my Motorola plan
Accountants and lawyers that got big business managers
Chamillitary is an enterprise, is you ready to ride? Is you a fan or what?
SoundScan'in in Africa, SoundScan'in in Canada
We don't play, yeah VMA's, it can't get any better, can it huh?
And I know it's hard to stay humble, they really thought I threw a fumble
I coulda caught that through the trees, I run it right into the jungle
Coulda been lil' Mugsy B., tryna back into Mutumbo
Woulda still been a victory for me, you win then they'll say they love you
[Chorus - latter 1/2]
[Chamillionaire]
Let's give 'em cheers (GIVE 'EM CHEERS) to everyone who thought I'd disappear
Thought that every word I said was a subliminal shot to disappear
Now I'm in a different gear, no beef, no hate, no dissin here
You musta been drunk to doubt me, you obviously didn't miss a beer
I used to argue 'bout everythang with folks that just didn't hear
You realize I was wastin words like whisperin in a missin ear
I'd say it good and real, they tellin me it isn't clear
My two eyes just didn't tear, cause weakness is what I didn't fear
It's a better result than last time but this grind it's a different year
I really should be commended for what I've accomplished, give a cheer
Nah matter fact I take that back (wonderful!)
Hold your applause for the sequel
We haven't gotten to the part where they try to cheat you (wicked)
Haha, geah... (Whoo! Chamillitary, you're a genius, you're a genius)
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Wonderful!
Wicked... whoo!
Chamillitary, you're a genius!
What's up man? I seen you got a Grammy and everything
You done change you ain't, you can't even call me back
You don't even call me back bruh
I called you, 75 times yesterday dawg
They cut my phone off, cause I was callin YOU
[Chamillionaire - singing]
Now that I got dough in my pockets
and a whole lot of profits seems like everybody loves me
[Chamillionaire]
It feels great, seems like e'rybody loves me
Round of applause for the cause, thank you, and thank you
Geah!
Used to treat me like the bad guy from Houston and the media was like Darth Vader
People turnin like turntables, they crossin over like cross-faders
Try to switch up teams like ballplayers, so our enemies are like our neighbors
Keep 'em close, yeah very close, most of 'em are folks that's still on papers
You can work or you can have the work or we makin more than all of y'all wagers
Motivation makes hustlers make it so we successful cause y'all made us
Used to not give a flyin 'F' when they greeted us with that one finger
Whole world jumped on the tip when we hit the switch and sat on swangers
Hit the hood they say y'all famous, grindin hard so we can ball later
They be like "Damn, that boy made it" - if they say I didn't that's wrong data
First a broad will try to say I'm fraud
see me pull that wad and that guard changes
Callin me she wanna on the team and now she mad cause I'm ignorin pages
Boys thinkin that they concern me, y'all actin like y'all waiters
Same ones that used to walk past when we was underground but now we all majors
Keep speakin beggin for a beat and I'll tell the streets to do that boy a favor
Turnin purple blue and red, all flavors; I got a message for all haters
[Chorus]
Made it to the top and it ain't no way to stop it
And I sho' ain't forgot when everybody used to judge me
Now that I got dough in my pockets
and a whole lot of profits seems like everybody loves me
I know you like my style, I know you like my style
I know you love the way I put it down
I made it through the haters
So when you see me shinin give me a standing ovation
[Chamillionaire]
I was bouncin back like ping-pong, "Ridin" became the new theme song
Beatin on my chest like I'm King Kong when I broke the record for the ringtones
You ever seen a platinum plaque that look like that then you seen wrong
Better sit back and relax cause my platinum reign is gonna seem long
And I don't blame boys for hatin
cause they was impatient and they didn't know the plan
I knew that somethin had to shake and it was gonna bubble like a Coca-Cola can
And I shook it up like a soda can, my wallet is overflowin man
Now my potential's unlimited like the minutes of my Motorola plan
Accountants and lawyers that got big business managers
Chamillitary is an enterprise, is you ready to ride? Is you a fan or what?
SoundScan'in in Africa, SoundScan'in in Canada
We don't play, yeah VMA's, it can't get any better, can it huh?
And I know it's hard to stay humble, they really thought I threw a fumble
I coulda caught that through the trees, I run it right into the jungle
Coulda been lil' Mugsy B., tryna back into Mutumbo
Woulda still been a victory for me, you win then they'll say they love you
[Chorus - latter 1/2]
[Chamillionaire]
Let's give 'em cheers (GIVE 'EM CHEERS) to everyone who thought I'd disappear
Thought that every word I said was a subliminal shot to disappear
Now I'm in a different gear, no beef, no hate, no dissin here
You musta been drunk to doubt me, you obviously didn't miss a beer
I used to argue 'bout everythang with folks that just didn't hear
You realize I was wastin words like whisperin in a missin ear
I'd say it good and real, they tellin me it isn't clear
My two eyes just didn't tear, cause weakness is what I didn't fear
It's a better result than last time but this grind it's a different year
I really should be commended for what I've accomplished, give a cheer
Nah matter fact I take that back (wonderful!)
Hold your applause for the sequel
We haven't gotten to the part where they try to cheat you (wicked)
Haha, geah... (Whoo! Chamillitary, you're a genius, you're a genius)
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Wonderful!
Wicked... whoo!
Chamillitary, you're a genius!
Won't Let You Down lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Intro]
It seems that there's a deadly virus that's sweeping through the urban community
The side effects cannot often be seen because your pockets will not turn green
Some thought that there was no vaccine, But it seems that we have a cure
Chamillitary Mayne
Get off your couch and go get it
[Chorus - sung]
I'm up early in the morning thinking bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm gettin it the best way I know how
I won't let you down, won't let you down [4X]
I won't let you down
[Chamillionaire]
I'm up early than a mother, chasing mine cause I'm a hustler
Then tomorrow everything is gonna rewind
Only seven days a week and 24 hours a day
That ain't enough for me so I ain't wasting time
Cause only dreams come to sleepers and my life ain't getting cheaper
So you know them dollar signs, they on my mind
When they ask me where I'm goin? I say you already know
I'm bout to hit the streets and go and get what's mine, I won't let you down
Dreams of having finer things, Ridin blades and dreaming should
Make you wanna wake up and get it in real life than see the wood
In your grip, If you slip and don't grab what you see then good
Only place that you gonna be or ever see gonna be the hood
[Chorus]
[Chamillionaire]
Boy that word ain't no excuse, You know what it mean to me
It means you passing over opportunities repeatedly
Write it on a piece of paper, Only thing I see is P
That paper, paper, paper chaser, better thing for me to be
Nah, my services ain't for free, make that money multiply
Early in the morning I be gone, chase with me, it ain't gonna be no tie
Try to explain and give em game, I don't know why I even try
You do the same if you was I, but you are you so you gonna lie
Make em think that you got cash, tell them ladies you got slabs
Only thing you get is laughs, You can't even bring down half
Of the bill that's on that tab, Only thing wrong with being broke
Is staying broke and making excuses bout it like there ain't no hope
[Chorus]
[Chamillionaire]
I don't know how many times I gotta tell ya
In the hood, having no condition, I was having something
I remember it like it was yesterday
They was talking down on me and I lost a couple homies
I was getting mine while they used to play
They say I need to slow down but I ain't slowing down for nothing
I don't wanna let the paper get away
So when I'm in the streets grindin, ain't no need to be crying
The best way that you can help me is to pray I won't let you down
Partners that was getting lazy, Females that was acting crazy
Then promoters that tried to play me, Mixtape labels that didn't pay me
My old homies that ain't around me, Dissing rappers that came to find me
Major labels that didn't sign me, left all that nonsense behind me, I got paid
[Chorus]
[Outro]
See, rich people ain't going to tell you how to get paid
And broke people act like they the richest people in the world
Always tellin people with money how to get it
Always spendin money that they thought they was gonna get.
Always buying things they can't afford.
Stop making excuses.
If chronic smoke makes him sleepy, he's gonna tell ya he got chronic fatigue
If liquor makes him drowsy, he gonna say he got that grey goose disease
If women keep taking his money, he gonna tell ya he slipped off his sleeve
Whatever your weakness, stop making excuses please
You should not be in couch or in house, you should be in route
If you gotta ask where, then that's the reason you ain't got nothing
You don't know how to listen, go get it
It seems that there's a deadly virus that's sweeping through the urban community
The side effects cannot often be seen because your pockets will not turn green
Some thought that there was no vaccine, But it seems that we have a cure
Chamillitary Mayne
Get off your couch and go get it
[Chorus - sung]
I'm up early in the morning thinking bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm gettin it the best way I know how
I won't let you down, won't let you down [4X]
I won't let you down
[Chamillionaire]
I'm up early than a mother, chasing mine cause I'm a hustler
Then tomorrow everything is gonna rewind
Only seven days a week and 24 hours a day
That ain't enough for me so I ain't wasting time
Cause only dreams come to sleepers and my life ain't getting cheaper
So you know them dollar signs, they on my mind
When they ask me where I'm goin? I say you already know
I'm bout to hit the streets and go and get what's mine, I won't let you down
Dreams of having finer things, Ridin blades and dreaming should
Make you wanna wake up and get it in real life than see the wood
In your grip, If you slip and don't grab what you see then good
Only place that you gonna be or ever see gonna be the hood
[Chorus]
[Chamillionaire]
Boy that word ain't no excuse, You know what it mean to me
It means you passing over opportunities repeatedly
Write it on a piece of paper, Only thing I see is P
That paper, paper, paper chaser, better thing for me to be
Nah, my services ain't for free, make that money multiply
Early in the morning I be gone, chase with me, it ain't gonna be no tie
Try to explain and give em game, I don't know why I even try
You do the same if you was I, but you are you so you gonna lie
Make em think that you got cash, tell them ladies you got slabs
Only thing you get is laughs, You can't even bring down half
Of the bill that's on that tab, Only thing wrong with being broke
Is staying broke and making excuses bout it like there ain't no hope
[Chorus]
[Chamillionaire]
I don't know how many times I gotta tell ya
In the hood, having no condition, I was having something
I remember it like it was yesterday
They was talking down on me and I lost a couple homies
I was getting mine while they used to play
They say I need to slow down but I ain't slowing down for nothing
I don't wanna let the paper get away
So when I'm in the streets grindin, ain't no need to be crying
The best way that you can help me is to pray I won't let you down
Partners that was getting lazy, Females that was acting crazy
Then promoters that tried to play me, Mixtape labels that didn't pay me
My old homies that ain't around me, Dissing rappers that came to find me
Major labels that didn't sign me, left all that nonsense behind me, I got paid
[Chorus]
[Outro]
See, rich people ain't going to tell you how to get paid
And broke people act like they the richest people in the world
Always tellin people with money how to get it
Always spendin money that they thought they was gonna get.
Always buying things they can't afford.
Stop making excuses.
If chronic smoke makes him sleepy, he's gonna tell ya he got chronic fatigue
If liquor makes him drowsy, he gonna say he got that grey goose disease
If women keep taking his money, he gonna tell ya he slipped off his sleeve
Whatever your weakness, stop making excuses please
You should not be in couch or in house, you should be in route
If you gotta ask where, then that's the reason you ain't got nothing
You don't know how to listen, go get it
Industry Groupie lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Intro]
Yeah, On behalf of Chamillitary Entertainment
I'd like to extent my deepest apologies
To anyone who feels they are offended by the following content
Now that we down with all of the nonsense
If you know you not a groupie, make some noise
[Chorus]
G-R-O-U-P-I-E
Told me that she ain't a freak [2X]
Told me that she ain't a freak [2X]
G-R-O-U-P-I-E
Told me that she ain't a freak [2X]
You was kinda high matienence to me
Want my paper but you'll let my partner sleep with you for free
Baby, I thought that you were in love with me
But obviously, your just a groupie (Groupie Love)
[Verse 1]
See, I got a clue when Young Dro said his girlfriend got a girlfriend
That girlfriend of his girlfriend's had Chamillionaire as her man
Then T-Pain said he was sprung, said he had fell in love with a stripper
I shoulda known that you was the stripper that was on the pole tuggin on his zipper
Kanye said that you was a gold digger, You always wanted to be major paid
I turned on my TV and then I seen you kissin on Flava Flav
We was both fans of UGK, we was both dreaming bout ridin blades
While I was dreaming, you was gettin laid on everybodys bed and I was getting played
Yung Joc knew that we was cool, said he knew he didn't stand a chance
You stood still while my song played and his came on and you did his dance
You kept begging me for romance, I kept telling you that's enough
You turned on my boy Juvenile and then proceeded to back that up
Pitbull said Culo and I ain't even that good at spanish
But I knew he was talking to you, I was down with you so I couldn't stand it
Don't try to lie, Don't try to cry, Ain't nothing more for us to talk about
Like Unk said take 2-Steps towards the door and just walk it out
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Gave Bun B a little groupie love, you gave Pimp C a little groupie love
And then you bumped into the whole Screwed Up Click and gave every member in the group a hug
Even messed with my boy Slim Thug, he pulled up, you had a heart attack
You tried to mess with Game and 50 but neither one of them called you back
Ask J.R., my car was pushed to the limit on Cool & Dre
Plus Rick Ross was Hustlin' that money outcha like everyday
You knew that I loved you was those three words that I'd never say
Now your business all over the radio and its the penalty that you have to pay
You made the choice to go and be a freak, even Akon been smacking that
Her plan was to get ran through by a linebacker or a quarterback
R Kelly didn't have to tell me about your bump-n-grind and your foreplay
I found out and I asked you if this was true, you said no way
Birdman said Believe Dat, T.I.P. was like Shawty
Then Young Jeezy said That's Right and Lil' Jon said Okay
Heard you was messin with Ray J, you did a flick is what they say
I ain't even wanna look at the tape until P.Diddy said Press Play
[Chorus]
[Outro]
To be continued...
Yeah, On behalf of Chamillitary Entertainment
I'd like to extent my deepest apologies
To anyone who feels they are offended by the following content
Now that we down with all of the nonsense
If you know you not a groupie, make some noise
[Chorus]
G-R-O-U-P-I-E
Told me that she ain't a freak [2X]
Told me that she ain't a freak [2X]
G-R-O-U-P-I-E
Told me that she ain't a freak [2X]
You was kinda high matienence to me
Want my paper but you'll let my partner sleep with you for free
Baby, I thought that you were in love with me
But obviously, your just a groupie (Groupie Love)
[Verse 1]
See, I got a clue when Young Dro said his girlfriend got a girlfriend
That girlfriend of his girlfriend's had Chamillionaire as her man
Then T-Pain said he was sprung, said he had fell in love with a stripper
I shoulda known that you was the stripper that was on the pole tuggin on his zipper
Kanye said that you was a gold digger, You always wanted to be major paid
I turned on my TV and then I seen you kissin on Flava Flav
We was both fans of UGK, we was both dreaming bout ridin blades
While I was dreaming, you was gettin laid on everybodys bed and I was getting played
Yung Joc knew that we was cool, said he knew he didn't stand a chance
You stood still while my song played and his came on and you did his dance
You kept begging me for romance, I kept telling you that's enough
You turned on my boy Juvenile and then proceeded to back that up
Pitbull said Culo and I ain't even that good at spanish
But I knew he was talking to you, I was down with you so I couldn't stand it
Don't try to lie, Don't try to cry, Ain't nothing more for us to talk about
Like Unk said take 2-Steps towards the door and just walk it out
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Gave Bun B a little groupie love, you gave Pimp C a little groupie love
And then you bumped into the whole Screwed Up Click and gave every member in the group a hug
Even messed with my boy Slim Thug, he pulled up, you had a heart attack
You tried to mess with Game and 50 but neither one of them called you back
Ask J.R., my car was pushed to the limit on Cool & Dre
Plus Rick Ross was Hustlin' that money outcha like everyday
You knew that I loved you was those three words that I'd never say
Now your business all over the radio and its the penalty that you have to pay
You made the choice to go and be a freak, even Akon been smacking that
Her plan was to get ran through by a linebacker or a quarterback
R Kelly didn't have to tell me about your bump-n-grind and your foreplay
I found out and I asked you if this was true, you said no way
Birdman said Believe Dat, T.I.P. was like Shawty
Then Young Jeezy said That's Right and Lil' Jon said Okay
Heard you was messin with Ray J, you did a flick is what they say
I ain't even wanna look at the tape until P.Diddy said Press Play
[Chorus]
[Outro]
To be continued...
Pimp Mode lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Bun B)
Chamillionaire
Yeah
Let her go, let her go, let her go, let her go
Chamillitary-man yeaah
Pimp Mode, You know I stay in Pimp Mode
You know I stay in Pimp Mode yea
Let her go (she wanna leave)
Let her go (then you gotta let her breathe baby)
Let her go (But if you wanna stay make sure you wipe your feet off on the floor before you
step through the door) (Chamillitary-Man)
[Chorus]
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Got the top down on a fresh set of those fo's
And I push it real slow, slow, slow
I pimp the Caddy real slow, real slow, real slow
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Put the game on them, you know how the rest go, You know how the rest go, go, go
You know I be in Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode
Picture me listenin' while she beggin' (beggin')
That ain't even my style (style), thats a penalty or a foul (foul)
Hit the sideline and sit down (down)
I ain't even trippin' bout how many my numbers that she gon dial (dial)
You'll get ejected from the game now (now)
Watch reality hit ya like pow (pow)
You know my stacks will stay stackin'
Knowin' they hate so I'ma stay packin'
Knowin' Chamillionaire got what they lackin'
havin' them ladys showin they back in
Continental Lincoln just stretchin'
Stash is hidin' my weapon
Baby flashin' her fleshin'
Hopin' its her that im sexin'
Yes, I'm stayin' fresh just like Mannie
'Bout to go hit my spot in Miami
Now that i won I'm puttin' my Grammy
On the grill and hood of my Candy
She talkin' bout can we, can we what?
Please take another vacation?
And I'm like take another vacation
You gonna have to sit and stay patient
I control her and remote her
She doin' just what I told her
Got her phone book in my phone yea
somewhere up in my folder
I stay choosin' em like a voter
I Told her I'll promote her
Pinky shinin' like its solar
Game colder than a polar (hold up)
[Chorus]
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Got the top down on a fresh set of those fo's
And I push it real slow, slow, slow
I pimp the Caddy real slow, real slow, real slow
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Put the game on them, you know how the rest go, You know how the rest go, go, go
You know I be in Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode
[Bun B]
Well it's a sunny day in the city
With syrup and Sunny D
Flippin' through Sunny Side
Tryin' to get me some money g
Down South on the South Side
Where car seats are super-soft
If you Trill we can conversate
If you ain't I'll blow ya off
Bun B, the King of the Trill
The one and the only mayne
My roof linin' is swede
My seats is pony mayne
My air-forces is crocodile
Candy and Do Do mayne
So when i step out
I'm steppin out fly
Thats fa'sho tho mayne
Now Cadillac cars
The machine 26's
Sittin' clean, cup full of promethazine for the lean, naw mean (naw mean)
Sittin taller than Yao-Ming
Cut the corner, them hatas
fall back and start bawing
Lookin regal in the Regal
Presidential in the Lincoln
A Balla in the Beama
Man what the fuck was you thinkin'?
Me and Koopa wouldn't shine
We got u boys sweatin'
Playa, Texas is a grind-house
Ask Robert and Quentin we be pimpin
[Chorus]
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Got the top down on a fresh set of those fo's
And I push it real slow, slow, slow
I pimp the Caddy real slow, real slow, real slow
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Put the game on them, you know how the rest go, You know how the rest go, go, go
You know I be in Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode
Pimp Mode,
Mmm You in the presence of a playa
In the presence of a playa (yea)
Mmm I aint gonna be the one to save ya
I ain't gonna be the one to save ya
Mmm you in the presence of a playa
In the presence of a playa
Mmm I aint gonna be the one to save ya
I ain't gonna be the one to save ya
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Got the top down on a fresh set of those fo's
And I push it real slow, slow, slow
I pimp the Caddy real slow, real slow, real slow
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Put the game on them, you know how the rest go, You know how the rest go, go, go
You know I be in Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode
Pimp Mode,
[Girl:] What you mean you ain't gonna save me? I don't need nobody to save me.
[Koopa:] Oh yea?
[Girl:] And you talkin' bout Pimp? P.I.M.P?
[Koopa:] In the flesh.
[Girl:] You know what that mean to me?
[Koopa:] What?
[Girl:] Paper in my pocket.
[Koopa:] hahaha
[Girl:] Now pull out your credit card and lets see if you can make my bank account pregnent.
[Koopa:] Naw, You crazy.
[Girl:] What color is your card? Oh is it black?
[Koopa:] American Express
[Girl:] Cause if it ain't you need to step your game up. Rookie.
[Koopa:] Maaan, who you callin' a rookie? Get up out my car.
[Girl:] Uh, I was just playin' baby. You know I Love you.
[Koopa:] Yea, Alright. I hope you love to walk. Get out.
Yeah
Let her go, let her go, let her go, let her go
Chamillitary-man yeaah
Pimp Mode, You know I stay in Pimp Mode
You know I stay in Pimp Mode yea
Let her go (she wanna leave)
Let her go (then you gotta let her breathe baby)
Let her go (But if you wanna stay make sure you wipe your feet off on the floor before you
step through the door) (Chamillitary-Man)
[Chorus]
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Got the top down on a fresh set of those fo's
And I push it real slow, slow, slow
I pimp the Caddy real slow, real slow, real slow
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Put the game on them, you know how the rest go, You know how the rest go, go, go
You know I be in Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode
Picture me listenin' while she beggin' (beggin')
That ain't even my style (style), thats a penalty or a foul (foul)
Hit the sideline and sit down (down)
I ain't even trippin' bout how many my numbers that she gon dial (dial)
You'll get ejected from the game now (now)
Watch reality hit ya like pow (pow)
You know my stacks will stay stackin'
Knowin' they hate so I'ma stay packin'
Knowin' Chamillionaire got what they lackin'
havin' them ladys showin they back in
Continental Lincoln just stretchin'
Stash is hidin' my weapon
Baby flashin' her fleshin'
Hopin' its her that im sexin'
Yes, I'm stayin' fresh just like Mannie
'Bout to go hit my spot in Miami
Now that i won I'm puttin' my Grammy
On the grill and hood of my Candy
She talkin' bout can we, can we what?
Please take another vacation?
And I'm like take another vacation
You gonna have to sit and stay patient
I control her and remote her
She doin' just what I told her
Got her phone book in my phone yea
somewhere up in my folder
I stay choosin' em like a voter
I Told her I'll promote her
Pinky shinin' like its solar
Game colder than a polar (hold up)
[Chorus]
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Got the top down on a fresh set of those fo's
And I push it real slow, slow, slow
I pimp the Caddy real slow, real slow, real slow
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Put the game on them, you know how the rest go, You know how the rest go, go, go
You know I be in Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode
[Bun B]
Well it's a sunny day in the city
With syrup and Sunny D
Flippin' through Sunny Side
Tryin' to get me some money g
Down South on the South Side
Where car seats are super-soft
If you Trill we can conversate
If you ain't I'll blow ya off
Bun B, the King of the Trill
The one and the only mayne
My roof linin' is swede
My seats is pony mayne
My air-forces is crocodile
Candy and Do Do mayne
So when i step out
I'm steppin out fly
Thats fa'sho tho mayne
Now Cadillac cars
The machine 26's
Sittin' clean, cup full of promethazine for the lean, naw mean (naw mean)
Sittin taller than Yao-Ming
Cut the corner, them hatas
fall back and start bawing
Lookin regal in the Regal
Presidential in the Lincoln
A Balla in the Beama
Man what the fuck was you thinkin'?
Me and Koopa wouldn't shine
We got u boys sweatin'
Playa, Texas is a grind-house
Ask Robert and Quentin we be pimpin
[Chorus]
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Got the top down on a fresh set of those fo's
And I push it real slow, slow, slow
I pimp the Caddy real slow, real slow, real slow
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Put the game on them, you know how the rest go, You know how the rest go, go, go
You know I be in Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode
Pimp Mode,
Mmm You in the presence of a playa
In the presence of a playa (yea)
Mmm I aint gonna be the one to save ya
I ain't gonna be the one to save ya
Mmm you in the presence of a playa
In the presence of a playa
Mmm I aint gonna be the one to save ya
I ain't gonna be the one to save ya
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Got the top down on a fresh set of those fo's
And I push it real slow, slow, slow
I pimp the Caddy real slow, real slow, real slow
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Put the game on them, you know how the rest go, You know how the rest go, go, go
You know I be in Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode
Pimp Mode,
[Girl:] What you mean you ain't gonna save me? I don't need nobody to save me.
[Koopa:] Oh yea?
[Girl:] And you talkin' bout Pimp? P.I.M.P?
[Koopa:] In the flesh.
[Girl:] You know what that mean to me?
[Koopa:] What?
[Girl:] Paper in my pocket.
[Koopa:] hahaha
[Girl:] Now pull out your credit card and lets see if you can make my bank account pregnent.
[Koopa:] Naw, You crazy.
[Girl:] What color is your card? Oh is it black?
[Koopa:] American Express
[Girl:] Cause if it ain't you need to step your game up. Rookie.
[Koopa:] Maaan, who you callin' a rookie? Get up out my car.
[Girl:] Uh, I was just playin' baby. You know I Love you.
[Koopa:] Yea, Alright. I hope you love to walk. Get out.
Rock Star lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Lil Wayne)
[Chamillionaire]
Rock star, rock star (rock on)
Rock star (rock on) let's rock-n-roll! (rock on)
I got ladies that love my ladies, haters that hate my haters
I'm a Chamillionaire but got billionaires for my neighbors (rock on!)
[Chorus One: Chamillionaire]
I been had the paper, I been had the stacks
The crowd's screamin loud in every city on the map
Got the groupies goin crazy, they don't know how to act
I bring 'em backstage and tell 'em, "Baby just relax"
[Chamillionaire]
Rock on, they see the jewels is so sick like flu spit and flu cough
Take it off and you lost, the tough talk you tuned it off
Keep the four-iron there, keep on thinkin that it's for golf
Nickel plate on your head, silverware is food for thought
The Grammy winner, the haters is like "How could this happen?" (how?)
On the red carpet so much they mistake me for Aladdin
Now I'm a rapper with revenue like a rock star
If I'm there you can believe the Black Card is not far
Teen spirit ain't what they smellin, they yellin "Where that Nirvana?"
The crowd is rockin and rollin them swishas full of marijuana
They judgin me like Your Honor, your daughter's here with her momma
They me that I'm a charmer, more freakier than Madonna
Famous looked right at me and said "Know why I got my lighter up? (why?)
Cause like the throwback P. Diddy alias, I'ma (Puff)"
See how we rippin up tickets the police writin us
Do like Michael Jackson's complexion mister and lighten up, ha ha
[Chorus Two: Chamillionaire]
Ladies love it when you're livin like a rock star
I got 'em screamin loud as they keep screamin comin out bras daily, daily
Ladies love it when you're livin like a rock star
She sayin she's in love with me and she is probably your lady
Like a rock star (lady) like a rock star (lady)
Ladies love it when you're livin like a rock star (rock star baby)
Catch me gettin into trouble like it's my job (baby, baby)
When we listen 'til the cops come then I'ma - rock on!
[Chorus One]
[Lil Wayne (Chamillionaire)]
Chamilli-tary (and now Mr. Young Money himself)
Lil Weezy, baby! Hahaha
Rock-n-roll fly, {bitches} behold I
I am the {shit}, hear the commode cry
Hear the guitar scream, that double-R lean
And if it's for me, then it's for-eign
Ha, I mean my cars, I mean my clothes
I mean my {hoes}, I mean my flows
You dress different 'round me then I'ma clean your nose
Step into the line of fire, jalapeño toes
Compared to Bigfoot you just Twinkle Toes
I get your girlfriend wet like wrinkled clothes
Rock star like, money drugs freakin {hoes}
World tours, walk-throughs and TV shows
My hair's out (heyyy) no shirt (heyyy)
I stage dive (rock rock) I crowd surf (heyyy)
I'm a Hot Boy (heyyy) I'm on my hot {shit} (rock rock)
Reportin to you live from the moshpit
[Chorus Two]
[Chamillionaire]
I'm so cool, I'm so smooth, I'm that dude, I'm so muah
Groupies trillin me like a spy, the ground be tellin me that I'm fly
The clouds see me and they cry just to get a glimpse of I
Got Mother Nature so jealous she knockin pigeons out the sky
Can't help it I got 'em rockin they velvet
Bones and losin clothes the higher my album sales get
They love me that's right you nailed it, they treatin me like I'm Elvis
Naked pictures she mailed it, she licked on the stamp and melt it
Huh, so save your rap for the rookies cause it ain't no rappers here
A show you do in the club is a show we do in the Amphitheater
We packin stadiums, ladies come in I'll introduce ya
It's too packed to maneuver, crowd look like Lollapalooza
We outshinin the losers (heyyy) know I rock with the Ruger (heyyy)
You know I'm a producer, weapon upside your medulla (heyyy)
Got no time to seduce her, Superhead type of seducer
Groupies tryin to snake me but Koopa denyin Medusas, ha ha
[Chorus Two]
[Outro: Chamillionaire]
Rock rock (rock on) rock rock (rock on)
We gon' keep on rockin and rollin until the wheels fall off
Knowmtalkinbout? Chamillitary mayne
Young Money, we the new Red Hot Chili Peppers
We on fire, sold out arenas, tearin up tourbuses
You know how we get down, ha ha
Rock on, hold up, hold up, hold up
Tryin to get that Ozzy Osbourne paper mayne
I'ma throw a pool party, me and the Playboy bunnies
gon' be swimmin in a pool of paper like Scrooge McDuck
Heh, you invited, if you can swim
Ha ha, rock on
Rock star, rock star (rock on)
Rock star (rock on) let's rock-n-roll! (rock on)
I got ladies that love my ladies, haters that hate my haters
I'm a Chamillionaire but got billionaires for my neighbors (rock on!)
[Chorus One: Chamillionaire]
I been had the paper, I been had the stacks
The crowd's screamin loud in every city on the map
Got the groupies goin crazy, they don't know how to act
I bring 'em backstage and tell 'em, "Baby just relax"
[Chamillionaire]
Rock on, they see the jewels is so sick like flu spit and flu cough
Take it off and you lost, the tough talk you tuned it off
Keep the four-iron there, keep on thinkin that it's for golf
Nickel plate on your head, silverware is food for thought
The Grammy winner, the haters is like "How could this happen?" (how?)
On the red carpet so much they mistake me for Aladdin
Now I'm a rapper with revenue like a rock star
If I'm there you can believe the Black Card is not far
Teen spirit ain't what they smellin, they yellin "Where that Nirvana?"
The crowd is rockin and rollin them swishas full of marijuana
They judgin me like Your Honor, your daughter's here with her momma
They me that I'm a charmer, more freakier than Madonna
Famous looked right at me and said "Know why I got my lighter up? (why?)
Cause like the throwback P. Diddy alias, I'ma (Puff)"
See how we rippin up tickets the police writin us
Do like Michael Jackson's complexion mister and lighten up, ha ha
[Chorus Two: Chamillionaire]
Ladies love it when you're livin like a rock star
I got 'em screamin loud as they keep screamin comin out bras daily, daily
Ladies love it when you're livin like a rock star
She sayin she's in love with me and she is probably your lady
Like a rock star (lady) like a rock star (lady)
Ladies love it when you're livin like a rock star (rock star baby)
Catch me gettin into trouble like it's my job (baby, baby)
When we listen 'til the cops come then I'ma - rock on!
[Chorus One]
[Lil Wayne (Chamillionaire)]
Chamilli-tary (and now Mr. Young Money himself)
Lil Weezy, baby! Hahaha
Rock-n-roll fly, {bitches} behold I
I am the {shit}, hear the commode cry
Hear the guitar scream, that double-R lean
And if it's for me, then it's for-eign
Ha, I mean my cars, I mean my clothes
I mean my {hoes}, I mean my flows
You dress different 'round me then I'ma clean your nose
Step into the line of fire, jalapeño toes
Compared to Bigfoot you just Twinkle Toes
I get your girlfriend wet like wrinkled clothes
Rock star like, money drugs freakin {hoes}
World tours, walk-throughs and TV shows
My hair's out (heyyy) no shirt (heyyy)
I stage dive (rock rock) I crowd surf (heyyy)
I'm a Hot Boy (heyyy) I'm on my hot {shit} (rock rock)
Reportin to you live from the moshpit
[Chorus Two]
[Chamillionaire]
I'm so cool, I'm so smooth, I'm that dude, I'm so muah
Groupies trillin me like a spy, the ground be tellin me that I'm fly
The clouds see me and they cry just to get a glimpse of I
Got Mother Nature so jealous she knockin pigeons out the sky
Can't help it I got 'em rockin they velvet
Bones and losin clothes the higher my album sales get
They love me that's right you nailed it, they treatin me like I'm Elvis
Naked pictures she mailed it, she licked on the stamp and melt it
Huh, so save your rap for the rookies cause it ain't no rappers here
A show you do in the club is a show we do in the Amphitheater
We packin stadiums, ladies come in I'll introduce ya
It's too packed to maneuver, crowd look like Lollapalooza
We outshinin the losers (heyyy) know I rock with the Ruger (heyyy)
You know I'm a producer, weapon upside your medulla (heyyy)
Got no time to seduce her, Superhead type of seducer
Groupies tryin to snake me but Koopa denyin Medusas, ha ha
[Chorus Two]
[Outro: Chamillionaire]
Rock rock (rock on) rock rock (rock on)
We gon' keep on rockin and rollin until the wheels fall off
Knowmtalkinbout? Chamillitary mayne
Young Money, we the new Red Hot Chili Peppers
We on fire, sold out arenas, tearin up tourbuses
You know how we get down, ha ha
Rock on, hold up, hold up, hold up
Tryin to get that Ozzy Osbourne paper mayne
I'ma throw a pool party, me and the Playboy bunnies
gon' be swimmin in a pool of paper like Scrooge McDuck
Heh, you invited, if you can swim
Ha ha, rock on
Skit lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Spanky Hayes)
(Hello?)
Hello wassup, who dis
(Who dis?)
Wad' do ya mean who dis?
That's you spanky
(No, there's no Spanky here
This is, uh, Fo Foo Yung uh...)
Man stop playing me
I know voice man
I know that you Spanky
It's Chamillionaire boy
(AH WasSup!
I see you rollin'!
Wassup dog, wassup
We cool my dude
Look, look
I didn't mean to call you this time but I was gonna call you
On my mama
I just my sayin to momma and my granmma that I was gonna call you)
You be Lyin man
I called you for the past couple of weeks
And you ain't picked up the phone not one time
You ain't called me back. You dodging me Homie.
What's up with that money you owe me?
(Aww man
Listen Hey Listen Bro
Ya know Imma keep it real 100% real wit ya my dude
I dropped my phone then I lost a piece of it
Then and then I found it.
It was in
...Ya know what I... I found my phone today
And I told her I was gonna call you
And plus was at my baby mama's house
She be breakin me dog
Ya know)
Yeah whatch' you need to do is you need to break me off that money you owe me mayne
I'm tired of playing games with you man
You call me beggin me crying all on the phone
Talkin bout you wanna borrow some money
And dis the thanks I get?
(Mayne...
Imma pay you yo' money mayne
Stop sweating me mayne
I'm sweating mayne
Get me s towel That's how you sweat me so hard
Get a towel with some Gatorade
I need some ?? or something mayne
Get off me mayne
Imma pay yo yo money
You a millionaire anyway
You don't even need it!
What is you sweat me for
I got fifteen dollars mayne
You got... got a billion dollars)
That's the principal mayne
(And you sweat me for fifteen
Come and collect my fifteen dollars
So you gonna have a billion and fifteen dollars)
That's impossibe Spanky
You act like you doing me a favor
By paying me back MY money mayne
(Girl shut yo mouth)
Mayne who was dat
(I ain't gonna let nobody stop me imma mayne imma mayne
Alright then. Alright then.
Imma pay this sucka whenever I feel like it)
Spanky who you calling sucka?
(Shut yo mouth
[woman in shouting in background]
I said...)
Mayne I'm tired of you playing these games dogg
(I said I'm gonna pay you back whenever I feel like it
My man
You hear me?)
Mayne I'm overseas right now mayne
Soon as I get off this plane
(Don't be buggin' me mayne
You bug me one more time
Keep buggin me and I ain't gonna pay you nothing
Zero, Zip, NaTa
I don't know no more languages
But you know anymore languages
Say Zero and that's what you get
Stop callin me mayne
Imma protect yo momma)
What?
(Imma go to church wit her or somethin)
Hello wassup, who dis
(Who dis?)
Wad' do ya mean who dis?
That's you spanky
(No, there's no Spanky here
This is, uh, Fo Foo Yung uh...)
Man stop playing me
I know voice man
I know that you Spanky
It's Chamillionaire boy
(AH WasSup!
I see you rollin'!
Wassup dog, wassup
We cool my dude
Look, look
I didn't mean to call you this time but I was gonna call you
On my mama
I just my sayin to momma and my granmma that I was gonna call you)
You be Lyin man
I called you for the past couple of weeks
And you ain't picked up the phone not one time
You ain't called me back. You dodging me Homie.
What's up with that money you owe me?
(Aww man
Listen Hey Listen Bro
Ya know Imma keep it real 100% real wit ya my dude
I dropped my phone then I lost a piece of it
Then and then I found it.
It was in
...Ya know what I... I found my phone today
And I told her I was gonna call you
And plus was at my baby mama's house
She be breakin me dog
Ya know)
Yeah whatch' you need to do is you need to break me off that money you owe me mayne
I'm tired of playing games with you man
You call me beggin me crying all on the phone
Talkin bout you wanna borrow some money
And dis the thanks I get?
(Mayne...
Imma pay you yo' money mayne
Stop sweating me mayne
I'm sweating mayne
Get me s towel That's how you sweat me so hard
Get a towel with some Gatorade
I need some ?? or something mayne
Get off me mayne
Imma pay yo yo money
You a millionaire anyway
You don't even need it!
What is you sweat me for
I got fifteen dollars mayne
You got... got a billion dollars)
That's the principal mayne
(And you sweat me for fifteen
Come and collect my fifteen dollars
So you gonna have a billion and fifteen dollars)
That's impossibe Spanky
You act like you doing me a favor
By paying me back MY money mayne
(Girl shut yo mouth)
Mayne who was dat
(I ain't gonna let nobody stop me imma mayne imma mayne
Alright then. Alright then.
Imma pay this sucka whenever I feel like it)
Spanky who you calling sucka?
(Shut yo mouth
[woman in shouting in background]
I said...)
Mayne I'm tired of you playing these games dogg
(I said I'm gonna pay you back whenever I feel like it
My man
You hear me?)
Mayne I'm overseas right now mayne
Soon as I get off this plane
(Don't be buggin' me mayne
You bug me one more time
Keep buggin me and I ain't gonna pay you nothing
Zero, Zip, NaTa
I don't know no more languages
But you know anymore languages
Say Zero and that's what you get
Stop callin me mayne
Imma protect yo momma)
What?
(Imma go to church wit her or somethin)
The Bill Collecta lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Krayzie Bone)
[Chorus: Chamillionaire]
Now you're in trouble
Here comes the bill collecta
Now-now you're in trouble
Here comes the bill collecta
[Krayzie]
When I hang up my phone ya already know
it's about to go down if you ain't got my paper
When I hang up my phone ya already know
it's about to go down if you ain't got my paper
[Chamillionaire]
Man... You knew that you had those warrants
You kept ignoring those warnings
You said that it was annoying
Like makin them payments wasn't important
Yo' TV in the pawn but you tell people it's in the storage
and When the police pull you over you be givin' an oscar performance
A ticket you can't afford it
With Expired plates on your taurus
Your baby momma stay trippin cause none of them kids is supported
You messed up every appointment
Thats why you ain't got employment
With spiderwebs in your wallet your pockets look like they haunted
You always wanted to be famous, well you gonna get what you wanted
America's Most Wanted, they 'bout to see ya up on it
You normally move like a tortuise, but you get in your car and your floor it
but you can't even escape cause the repo man got you cornered
[Chorus]
[Bridge: Chamillionaire]
Better pick up your phone, better pick up your phone
Seems like every time I call you I just get a dial tone
Better pick up your phone, better pick up your phone
Seems like every time I call you I just get a dial tone
[Chamillionaire]
Betta check the check the checker you checking. you ain't gotta profit
and you try to hide until the repo man come and shake up dem pockets
I'm talkin to you cause your rent is due and you ain't tryna drop it
Til the lights turned off in your crib like lamps that ain't got no sockets
They comin' to get what you got and you tryin to say you ain't got it
you ain't paid a payment, a part of it, half a peice or deposit
So I suggest that its best that you use some reason or logic
Or the bill collect is comin' to come and see ya about it
got it?
[Chorus]
[Krayzie]
Yall just betta have my dough because
I'm comin around the corner hundred miles and gunnin
Finna ride by dumpin'
If anybody owe me somethin', then I strongly suggest you run it
Yall better respect the bill collecta
or you'll get chin checked like the rest of 'em
never did joke when it come to the decimal
when it come to gettin dough I'm a professional (fresh ya know)
in it to win it
i get to bombin in a minute
any and every thing over three digits
these suckas they really think krayzie be slippin'
but I'm here to tell em I den already bent em
Money is a mission gotta have that dolla bill yall
fell its really enough to kill yall
I might fall but I get right back up and still ball
stil raw
still get down with the buck bang
So give me all my change
bust brains, cause I gotta maintain
got just enough game to get me paid
just enough aim to leave you laid
out on the pavement
down on the game
believe me
you'll pay cause I got three hundred and fifty seven reasons
[Chorus]
Now you're in trouble
Here comes the bill collecta
Now-now you're in trouble
Here comes the bill collecta
[Krayzie]
When I hang up my phone ya already know
it's about to go down if you ain't got my paper
When I hang up my phone ya already know
it's about to go down if you ain't got my paper
[Chamillionaire]
Man... You knew that you had those warrants
You kept ignoring those warnings
You said that it was annoying
Like makin them payments wasn't important
Yo' TV in the pawn but you tell people it's in the storage
and When the police pull you over you be givin' an oscar performance
A ticket you can't afford it
With Expired plates on your taurus
Your baby momma stay trippin cause none of them kids is supported
You messed up every appointment
Thats why you ain't got employment
With spiderwebs in your wallet your pockets look like they haunted
You always wanted to be famous, well you gonna get what you wanted
America's Most Wanted, they 'bout to see ya up on it
You normally move like a tortuise, but you get in your car and your floor it
but you can't even escape cause the repo man got you cornered
[Chorus]
[Bridge: Chamillionaire]
Better pick up your phone, better pick up your phone
Seems like every time I call you I just get a dial tone
Better pick up your phone, better pick up your phone
Seems like every time I call you I just get a dial tone
[Chamillionaire]
Betta check the check the checker you checking. you ain't gotta profit
and you try to hide until the repo man come and shake up dem pockets
I'm talkin to you cause your rent is due and you ain't tryna drop it
Til the lights turned off in your crib like lamps that ain't got no sockets
They comin' to get what you got and you tryin to say you ain't got it
you ain't paid a payment, a part of it, half a peice or deposit
So I suggest that its best that you use some reason or logic
Or the bill collect is comin' to come and see ya about it
got it?
[Chorus]
[Krayzie]
Yall just betta have my dough because
I'm comin around the corner hundred miles and gunnin
Finna ride by dumpin'
If anybody owe me somethin', then I strongly suggest you run it
Yall better respect the bill collecta
or you'll get chin checked like the rest of 'em
never did joke when it come to the decimal
when it come to gettin dough I'm a professional (fresh ya know)
in it to win it
i get to bombin in a minute
any and every thing over three digits
these suckas they really think krayzie be slippin'
but I'm here to tell em I den already bent em
Money is a mission gotta have that dolla bill yall
fell its really enough to kill yall
I might fall but I get right back up and still ball
stil raw
still get down with the buck bang
So give me all my change
bust brains, cause I gotta maintain
got just enough game to get me paid
just enough aim to leave you laid
out on the pavement
down on the game
believe me
you'll pay cause I got three hundred and fifty seven reasons
[Chorus]
The Ultimate Vacation lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Intro]
Get away, get away, (ay)
You got to have a passport if you rollin' wit me,
We can hit Jamaica, or we can chill in France, (yeah)
Roll wit a playa, you can bring a friend, (yeah)
You in the presence of some playas,
Chamillitary do it big, (ay)
We can hit Hawaii or the Caribbean, (yeah)
We can do it major, chillin' on the sand.
[Chorus]
You stressin' every day 'cause the way that ya livin',
See it in ya face, ain't no fakin' the feelin',
We can get awaaaay and be chillin',
We can get awaaaay and be chillin'
We can go today and get away for a minute,
Party every day, do your thing to the rhythm,
We can get awaaaay, get away,
We can get awaaaay and be chillin'
(Ay) I got money, got papa, (ay)
Got plenty of chedda, (plenty of chedda) (ay)
So we treatin' today like we know it ain't lastin' forever, (ay)
Now bartender remember to bring the straw with the umbrella, (please bring the umbrella) (ay)
We just drinkin' and thinkin' of a way that we can make life better.
[Verse 1]
Yeeah, coconut with the umbrella baby,
And the Rihanna soundin' chick is the umbrella lady,
There ain't no carpet on the floor like they're renovating,
Palm trees like my old homeboy, hella shady,
Time flies so you know the clock is passin' through, (Whoo)
Hit the sand is the only other task to do, (True)
You know my fan base is international,
Their fan base is only within an avenue,
(Uhh) Go wherever that ya plan,
G5, I show 'em how to fly like Peter Pan, (Whoo)
Get a lobster, anything that you demand.
If it isn't then it's something that you will never eat again,
Step off the yacht if you want to see the land,
I'll take you to the sun if ya really need a tan,
Water look like oxygen anywhere you stand,
'Cause the ocean is so clear you look down and see the sand.
[Chorus]
You stressin' every day 'cause the way that ya livin',
See it in ya face, ain't no fakin' the feelin',
We can get awaaaay and be chillin',
We can get awaaaay and be chillin'
We can go today and get away for a minute,
Party every day, do your thing to the rythym,
We can get awaaaay, get away,
We can get awaaaay and be chillin'
[Verse 2]
(Let's hear it) If money talks, my papa prolly speak Greek, (Greek)
I'm in a different continent like each week, (week)
Seein' daylight and they gon prolly be asleep,
No cell phones in the telegram and each speech,
Females is like your chick is so hot to me,
Can we all chill? I turn maybe to possibly,
You know my beach house is what ya got to see,
Paper and property, walkin' game of monopoly, (monopoly)
My helicopter lands on the boardwalk, (walk)
Where the residents ain't understanding your talk, (talk)
The cliff ends and the salt water pours off,
Think what you think, but you'll never have a poor thought,
Water so warm that the fishes isn't cold,
And the air is so open that the pigeons get exposed,
Didn't I remind you to bring your swimming clothes?
No, I didn't, on purpose now you're swimmin' in ya "Whoah"
[Chorus]
(Ay) I got money, got papa, (ay)
Got plenty of chedda, (plenty of chedda) (ay)
So we treain' today like we know it ain't lastin' forever, (ay)
Now bartender remember to bring the straw with the umbrella, (please bring the umbrella) (ay)
We just drinkin' and thinkin' of a way that we can make life better.
[Verse 3]
It's all good long as you don't turn on my like a door knob,
Try to make my flow stop like a cork does,
And we'll be in Hawaii eatin' corn cob,
Pinnin' a flower in your hair like a corsage,
Said I shouldn't leave, but you know I didn't hear a thing,
10 karat earring blockin' all my hearing,
Never go back is exactly what they fearing,
I know plenty Jamaicans so I brought you to the real thing,
Rude boy, sick with it and I'm dipped in blue,
It's like I just appeared here but I really flew,
They say it just to rhyme, this is what I really do,
Deja Vu, we'll repeat it when the year is through.
[Chorus]
You stressin' every day 'cause the way that ya livin',
See it in ya face, ain't no fakin' the feelin',
We can get awaaaay and be chillin',
We can get awaaaay and be chillin'
We can go today and get away for a minute,
Party every day, do your thing to the rythym,
We can get awaaaay, get away,
We can get awaaaay and be chillin'
Get away, get away, (ay)
You got to have a passport if you rollin' wit me,
We can hit Jamaica, or we can chill in France, (yeah)
Roll wit a playa, you can bring a friend, (yeah)
You in the presence of some playas,
Chamillitary do it big, (ay)
We can hit Hawaii or the Caribbean, (yeah)
We can do it major, chillin' on the sand.
[Chorus]
You stressin' every day 'cause the way that ya livin',
See it in ya face, ain't no fakin' the feelin',
We can get awaaaay and be chillin',
We can get awaaaay and be chillin'
We can go today and get away for a minute,
Party every day, do your thing to the rhythm,
We can get awaaaay, get away,
We can get awaaaay and be chillin'
(Ay) I got money, got papa, (ay)
Got plenty of chedda, (plenty of chedda) (ay)
So we treatin' today like we know it ain't lastin' forever, (ay)
Now bartender remember to bring the straw with the umbrella, (please bring the umbrella) (ay)
We just drinkin' and thinkin' of a way that we can make life better.
[Verse 1]
Yeeah, coconut with the umbrella baby,
And the Rihanna soundin' chick is the umbrella lady,
There ain't no carpet on the floor like they're renovating,
Palm trees like my old homeboy, hella shady,
Time flies so you know the clock is passin' through, (Whoo)
Hit the sand is the only other task to do, (True)
You know my fan base is international,
Their fan base is only within an avenue,
(Uhh) Go wherever that ya plan,
G5, I show 'em how to fly like Peter Pan, (Whoo)
Get a lobster, anything that you demand.
If it isn't then it's something that you will never eat again,
Step off the yacht if you want to see the land,
I'll take you to the sun if ya really need a tan,
Water look like oxygen anywhere you stand,
'Cause the ocean is so clear you look down and see the sand.
[Chorus]
You stressin' every day 'cause the way that ya livin',
See it in ya face, ain't no fakin' the feelin',
We can get awaaaay and be chillin',
We can get awaaaay and be chillin'
We can go today and get away for a minute,
Party every day, do your thing to the rythym,
We can get awaaaay, get away,
We can get awaaaay and be chillin'
[Verse 2]
(Let's hear it) If money talks, my papa prolly speak Greek, (Greek)
I'm in a different continent like each week, (week)
Seein' daylight and they gon prolly be asleep,
No cell phones in the telegram and each speech,
Females is like your chick is so hot to me,
Can we all chill? I turn maybe to possibly,
You know my beach house is what ya got to see,
Paper and property, walkin' game of monopoly, (monopoly)
My helicopter lands on the boardwalk, (walk)
Where the residents ain't understanding your talk, (talk)
The cliff ends and the salt water pours off,
Think what you think, but you'll never have a poor thought,
Water so warm that the fishes isn't cold,
And the air is so open that the pigeons get exposed,
Didn't I remind you to bring your swimming clothes?
No, I didn't, on purpose now you're swimmin' in ya "Whoah"
[Chorus]
(Ay) I got money, got papa, (ay)
Got plenty of chedda, (plenty of chedda) (ay)
So we treain' today like we know it ain't lastin' forever, (ay)
Now bartender remember to bring the straw with the umbrella, (please bring the umbrella) (ay)
We just drinkin' and thinkin' of a way that we can make life better.
[Verse 3]
It's all good long as you don't turn on my like a door knob,
Try to make my flow stop like a cork does,
And we'll be in Hawaii eatin' corn cob,
Pinnin' a flower in your hair like a corsage,
Said I shouldn't leave, but you know I didn't hear a thing,
10 karat earring blockin' all my hearing,
Never go back is exactly what they fearing,
I know plenty Jamaicans so I brought you to the real thing,
Rude boy, sick with it and I'm dipped in blue,
It's like I just appeared here but I really flew,
They say it just to rhyme, this is what I really do,
Deja Vu, we'll repeat it when the year is through.
[Chorus]
You stressin' every day 'cause the way that ya livin',
See it in ya face, ain't no fakin' the feelin',
We can get awaaaay and be chillin',
We can get awaaaay and be chillin'
We can go today and get away for a minute,
Party every day, do your thing to the rythym,
We can get awaaaay, get away,
We can get awaaaay and be chillin'
Come Back To The Streets lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Intro]
Come back to the street (yeah) come back to the street (yeah)
Come back to, come back to, come back to the street (Chamillionaire)
[Interlude]
Th-th-they callin me, c-come back to the street (they keep sayin my name)
They-they callin me, they-they callin me (they keep sayin my name)
Th-th-they callin me, come back to the street (they keep sayin my naaaaame)
They-they callin me, they-they callin me
[Chamillionaire – over interlude]
Even when I'm not there I'm there like air
Flesh off the plane from Spain and uhh
Back reclaim the rap game is yours truly
C'mon say it with me, Chamillitary mayne
[Chorus: Chamillionaire]
You should worry 'bout you while you worry 'bout me
At the top of the charts is where you know that I'll be
I got the streets on lock and I'm insertin my key
Come back to the streets, come back to the streets
[Chamillionaire]
Yeah! Hold up
I got the game on smash (uhh)
Uhh
Had to make a couple trips up to the islands now I'm internationally known
Had to make another switch (switch) my bravado got the international phone
Had to add a little bit (bit) to the rider;
first class how I asked to be flown
And they kept ca-allin me tellin me, "Get back in your zone"
These boys is cartoon characters, too much imagination
It's a little too much animation
callin me cause they know Cham can erase 'em
Traveled all over the world, and my experience is
that y'all experience less, y'all ain't experience shit
Yeah, I grabbed the Grammy I'm holdin one
Got plenty stripes, way more than some
Hush your mouthpiece hold your tongue
No obstacle could ever slow my run
When it come to rappin I'm the coldest one
Put my hand in the air and I froze the sun
Platinum plaque and not a golden one
Then I look at y'all like, "I told ya, uhh!"
Been a boss, when them cars
pull up I bet you that men'll pause
Yeah men-o-pause like women drawers
I bet ya I'll show you how to kill that noise
Phantom of the Opera passin by ya copper
in the new Phantom, phantom is a dropper
Cash I got a lot, ya mad cause you are not
the talk up in the streets and mad cause you are not, uhh
They say it's got to be street - they say it's got to be street
They say it's got to be street - don't go commercial Koopa
it's got to be street
The major label ain't the only thing +Universal+ about me
Come back to the streets (uhh) come back to the streets
Them gimmick rappers they focus, most of these jokers is jokers
But I don't even play poker, pullin down your cheesy lookin posters
They look up to me like a bird, I look down on them like the curb
My movement lookin like it's movin, your movement look like a ERRRT!
[Interlude]
[Chorus]
[Chamillionaire]
Yeah, yeah
Life I live is just like a movie
I'm a corporation they tryin to sue me
Phony people be tryin to glue me
to they side and try stick it to me
Lucky for me that I got the toolie
Not Black & Decker but it's black I'll bet ya
Stay in the streets, do that for pleasure
So much paper they ask to measure
When the ruler of stackin moolah is speakin to ya don't interrupt
Middle finger up on the ceilin, somebody gon' eff you up
Don't let the black tux fool you cause I am not the one
I come out the suit like, Clark Kent to make sure you're done
Rappers ain't real rappers, they fakers and fronters
They Caucasian in the winter then turn Jamaican in the summer
Flippin with pimp man that straw in ya
you know they ain't just some gunners
Personal trainers that'll bring a couple thangs and make you a +Runner+
Kinda like the producers that made this track (track)
We producin some major stacks (stacks)
And you losers need to face the facts
Put up your deuces the ace is back
Take out the rappers you think are wack
Put Chamillitary in place of that
Watch I'ma race in and take the plaques
then I unloosen a case of BLAP, BLAP!
Come back to the street (yeah) come back to the street (yeah)
Come back to, come back to, come back to the street (Chamillionaire)
[Interlude]
Th-th-they callin me, c-come back to the street (they keep sayin my name)
They-they callin me, they-they callin me (they keep sayin my name)
Th-th-they callin me, come back to the street (they keep sayin my naaaaame)
They-they callin me, they-they callin me
[Chamillionaire – over interlude]
Even when I'm not there I'm there like air
Flesh off the plane from Spain and uhh
Back reclaim the rap game is yours truly
C'mon say it with me, Chamillitary mayne
[Chorus: Chamillionaire]
You should worry 'bout you while you worry 'bout me
At the top of the charts is where you know that I'll be
I got the streets on lock and I'm insertin my key
Come back to the streets, come back to the streets
[Chamillionaire]
Yeah! Hold up
I got the game on smash (uhh)
Uhh
Had to make a couple trips up to the islands now I'm internationally known
Had to make another switch (switch) my bravado got the international phone
Had to add a little bit (bit) to the rider;
first class how I asked to be flown
And they kept ca-allin me tellin me, "Get back in your zone"
These boys is cartoon characters, too much imagination
It's a little too much animation
callin me cause they know Cham can erase 'em
Traveled all over the world, and my experience is
that y'all experience less, y'all ain't experience shit
Yeah, I grabbed the Grammy I'm holdin one
Got plenty stripes, way more than some
Hush your mouthpiece hold your tongue
No obstacle could ever slow my run
When it come to rappin I'm the coldest one
Put my hand in the air and I froze the sun
Platinum plaque and not a golden one
Then I look at y'all like, "I told ya, uhh!"
Been a boss, when them cars
pull up I bet you that men'll pause
Yeah men-o-pause like women drawers
I bet ya I'll show you how to kill that noise
Phantom of the Opera passin by ya copper
in the new Phantom, phantom is a dropper
Cash I got a lot, ya mad cause you are not
the talk up in the streets and mad cause you are not, uhh
They say it's got to be street - they say it's got to be street
They say it's got to be street - don't go commercial Koopa
it's got to be street
The major label ain't the only thing +Universal+ about me
Come back to the streets (uhh) come back to the streets
Them gimmick rappers they focus, most of these jokers is jokers
But I don't even play poker, pullin down your cheesy lookin posters
They look up to me like a bird, I look down on them like the curb
My movement lookin like it's movin, your movement look like a ERRRT!
[Interlude]
[Chorus]
[Chamillionaire]
Yeah, yeah
Life I live is just like a movie
I'm a corporation they tryin to sue me
Phony people be tryin to glue me
to they side and try stick it to me
Lucky for me that I got the toolie
Not Black & Decker but it's black I'll bet ya
Stay in the streets, do that for pleasure
So much paper they ask to measure
When the ruler of stackin moolah is speakin to ya don't interrupt
Middle finger up on the ceilin, somebody gon' eff you up
Don't let the black tux fool you cause I am not the one
I come out the suit like, Clark Kent to make sure you're done
Rappers ain't real rappers, they fakers and fronters
They Caucasian in the winter then turn Jamaican in the summer
Flippin with pimp man that straw in ya
you know they ain't just some gunners
Personal trainers that'll bring a couple thangs and make you a +Runner+
Kinda like the producers that made this track (track)
We producin some major stacks (stacks)
And you losers need to face the facts
Put up your deuces the ace is back
Take out the rappers you think are wack
Put Chamillitary in place of that
Watch I'ma race in and take the plaques
then I unloosen a case of BLAP, BLAP!
I Think I Love You lyrics - Chamillionaire
[talking]
Mo' money mo', mo' money mo', yeah mo' money mo'
Yeah having money, is like a relationship know I'm saying
Ery'body, always gon get in your bidness
Try to break it up, try to get involved in it
But they really, need to mind they own bidness
Money don't do nothing, but bring you trouble
But for some reason I keep chasing you, I must be in love
[Chamillionaire]
You so bad that we getting mad, somebody that they wish they had
You're a dime and you know you mine, flipping with you right in my slab
Relationship ain't the same, as the others back in the past
See I tried to have someone like you, but didn't add up to half
Cruising it with my queen, the jewels the wrist and the bling
We moving and hit the scene, the movie the flick a dream
Painting the city green, like green is the coolest thing
You're oozing up in the jeans, we doing it as a team
I hopped in a different slab, that ain't got the easy take
But you looking so good to them, that they told me tell me pass
Never told me slow it down, the rims keep on moving fast
When I'm driving I almost crash, when I stare at your sexy ass
The longer we stay together, your appearance is looking better
Not better off with the fellas, you gonna be mine forever
They always loving the yella's, that's why I nicknamed you Cheddar
But they'd better not touch ya, or better see my baretta
You'll never leave by my side, even though they all try to take ya
Never turning on me, even though they all try to make ya
As long as you by my side, there's nothing I couldn't pay for
We'll make up and never break up, I stay in love with you paper
[Hook]
Money can't money can't, buy me love
But she's acting like she love me, cause I'm riding on dubs
Money can't money can't, buy me trust
But my money is attracted, to the backstabbers
Money bring money bring, plenty haters
It be looking so good, that I'ma prolly fall in love
Money, you bring me trouble
But I still think, I love you
[Chamillionaire]
She's as black as a African, but they call her American
Very thin, yeah she be messing around with married men
When he comes home, she's never asking him where he been
Cause ninety-nine percent of the time, she was right there with him
Chances of him losing her, in this life are very slim
Think money doesn't grow on trees, you ain't checking every limb
She gon be around for a while, she wants to marry him
She gon still survive when he dies, she'll have to bury him
When you know you're with a dime, they'll treat you like you're special
Broad that is sleep and you're sick, because your's left you
Bring her to the church, and the pastor says God bless you
Bring her round your boys, but be careful they gon get you
The cash in a hidden place, ironically called it safe
And you prolly leave it in the safe like it's safe, in the realest place
I hope you gon stay awake, cause they gonna enter and break
And the safe is the first thing, that them haters gon try and take
[Hook]
[Chamillionaire]
He introduced her to his mother, his mother said that she love her
And after that he discovered, his brother done tried to cut her
They messing with one another, saw her under the covers
And now he gotta show his brother, the meaning of keep it gutter
And all I know is I love her, I mean he loves her
Tried to control his temper, as he leaned in and hugged her
Just enough to get close to her, he screamed as he shoved her
Out of the exit heard his brother scream, you's a buster
Don't touch her, what you better slow your roll quick
Naw matter fact back up, right now before I click-click
What's this, told you to stop playing with me boy
Hurry up girl let's go, you bring me trouble
She's falling to the floor, he picked her up and he's grabbing her
Yelling out like he's mad at her, sounding like he's an animal
Pulling and grabbing her, now he already damaged her
He throws her in the trunk, and the talks to her like a passenger
And that's when uh, he hearing the tires peel
He's speeding out of the driveway, approaching the highest hill
Everytime that you called me, I came like I served you
Even the boss I use to work for, had the nerve to
Tell me I wasn't good enough, and didn't deserve you
Told me I wasn't good enough, and didn't deserve you
I fought to keep you in my life, and this the thanks I get
Well thanks for all the good memories, I think I'm sick
[talking]
Today, we bring you breaking news
Looks like, there's a major car accident
The forty large, of an unnamed individual
Who crashed his car, into the front entrance of a gas station
On the Northwest side of town
Although there is not much information known, about the suspect
We are told, that the assalent tried to get away on foot
And the police, are in close pursuit
The reason for the crash, may have been a loaded nine millimeter handgun
That may have accidentally been fired
We'll give you more details as the story unfold later today, on the evening news
Mo' money mo', mo' money mo', yeah mo' money mo'
Yeah having money, is like a relationship know I'm saying
Ery'body, always gon get in your bidness
Try to break it up, try to get involved in it
But they really, need to mind they own bidness
Money don't do nothing, but bring you trouble
But for some reason I keep chasing you, I must be in love
[Chamillionaire]
You so bad that we getting mad, somebody that they wish they had
You're a dime and you know you mine, flipping with you right in my slab
Relationship ain't the same, as the others back in the past
See I tried to have someone like you, but didn't add up to half
Cruising it with my queen, the jewels the wrist and the bling
We moving and hit the scene, the movie the flick a dream
Painting the city green, like green is the coolest thing
You're oozing up in the jeans, we doing it as a team
I hopped in a different slab, that ain't got the easy take
But you looking so good to them, that they told me tell me pass
Never told me slow it down, the rims keep on moving fast
When I'm driving I almost crash, when I stare at your sexy ass
The longer we stay together, your appearance is looking better
Not better off with the fellas, you gonna be mine forever
They always loving the yella's, that's why I nicknamed you Cheddar
But they'd better not touch ya, or better see my baretta
You'll never leave by my side, even though they all try to take ya
Never turning on me, even though they all try to make ya
As long as you by my side, there's nothing I couldn't pay for
We'll make up and never break up, I stay in love with you paper
[Hook]
Money can't money can't, buy me love
But she's acting like she love me, cause I'm riding on dubs
Money can't money can't, buy me trust
But my money is attracted, to the backstabbers
Money bring money bring, plenty haters
It be looking so good, that I'ma prolly fall in love
Money, you bring me trouble
But I still think, I love you
[Chamillionaire]
She's as black as a African, but they call her American
Very thin, yeah she be messing around with married men
When he comes home, she's never asking him where he been
Cause ninety-nine percent of the time, she was right there with him
Chances of him losing her, in this life are very slim
Think money doesn't grow on trees, you ain't checking every limb
She gon be around for a while, she wants to marry him
She gon still survive when he dies, she'll have to bury him
When you know you're with a dime, they'll treat you like you're special
Broad that is sleep and you're sick, because your's left you
Bring her to the church, and the pastor says God bless you
Bring her round your boys, but be careful they gon get you
The cash in a hidden place, ironically called it safe
And you prolly leave it in the safe like it's safe, in the realest place
I hope you gon stay awake, cause they gonna enter and break
And the safe is the first thing, that them haters gon try and take
[Hook]
[Chamillionaire]
He introduced her to his mother, his mother said that she love her
And after that he discovered, his brother done tried to cut her
They messing with one another, saw her under the covers
And now he gotta show his brother, the meaning of keep it gutter
And all I know is I love her, I mean he loves her
Tried to control his temper, as he leaned in and hugged her
Just enough to get close to her, he screamed as he shoved her
Out of the exit heard his brother scream, you's a buster
Don't touch her, what you better slow your roll quick
Naw matter fact back up, right now before I click-click
What's this, told you to stop playing with me boy
Hurry up girl let's go, you bring me trouble
She's falling to the floor, he picked her up and he's grabbing her
Yelling out like he's mad at her, sounding like he's an animal
Pulling and grabbing her, now he already damaged her
He throws her in the trunk, and the talks to her like a passenger
And that's when uh, he hearing the tires peel
He's speeding out of the driveway, approaching the highest hill
Everytime that you called me, I came like I served you
Even the boss I use to work for, had the nerve to
Tell me I wasn't good enough, and didn't deserve you
Told me I wasn't good enough, and didn't deserve you
I fought to keep you in my life, and this the thanks I get
Well thanks for all the good memories, I think I'm sick
[talking]
Today, we bring you breaking news
Looks like, there's a major car accident
The forty large, of an unnamed individual
Who crashed his car, into the front entrance of a gas station
On the Northwest side of town
Although there is not much information known, about the suspect
We are told, that the assalent tried to get away on foot
And the police, are in close pursuit
The reason for the crash, may have been a loaded nine millimeter handgun
That may have accidentally been fired
We'll give you more details as the story unfold later today, on the evening news
The Evening News lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Chamillionaire]
Welcome to the evening news, I thank you all for tuning in
Yes, I'm your host and your journalist, Chamillionaire, so let the news begin
Our helicopters out in the streets look at the screen, an' let's zoom it in
'cause Cashis is live at the scene, hey Cashis how are you my friend?
Got no time for no interviews (go-got no time for no interviews)
No time to trip don't be confused, cause this type of news depends on interviews
Got no time for no interviews (go-got no time for no interviews)
You know I keep my ear to the streets so it's up to me to bring you the truth
I saw a movie were George Bush had a bearded man on his squad
So much power from oil money that poor folks can't sit by him
No problem, Osama, Bin Laden, Been hidin'
So long that them pictures all starting to look like him on them milk cartons
Don Imus made comments that made everybody forget about him
That's him, Anna Nicole got pregnant and had kids by him
Rest in peace to Virgina Tech, too many innocent kids dyin'
Well let's just blame hip-hop and act like that's the big problem
[HOOK]
Now I would give you news about Katrina
but you know I can't talk about Katrina
'Cause every time I talk about Katrina
they look at me like it's a misdemeanor
Anyways, there's way more important stuff that we can discuss
George Bush is playing golf, everybody hush, he's about to putt
[CHORUS]
Gas prices raises, the money keeps burning
Dropout rate rising, so what are they learning?
Sending the troops in the war so I turn it
To today's evening news
And the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow)
As the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow)
As the world keeps on turning slow (turning slow, turning slow)
This is your evening news
[Chamillionaire]
I know you take offense to certain words
I've heard worse, but I wouldn't blame ya'
They say he's a entertainer, don't worry about it, never mind Kramer
The Crocodile Hunter got stung, and the lion turned on the lion tamer
We keep sending troops to Iraq, I figured that we must like danger
Little kids don't learn in school they go to school to go spray a gun
If you a parent, then be a parent, get off the couch and go raise your son
Kobe just broke another record, today's game he hit 81
Now they saying he's number 1, but yesterday they all hated him
OJ was named innocent, he got no sentence, he's still alive
It's very ironic that the lawyer that defended him had to die
Well, now my cue card says the price of gas isn't really high
But I'm not going to read that, 'cause we all know that that's a lie
[CHORUS]
Gas prices raises, the money keeps burning
Dropout rate rising, so what are they learning?
Sending the troops in the war so I turn it
To today's evening news
And the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow)
As the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow)
As the world keeps on turning slow (turning slow, turning slow)
This is your evening news
[Chamillionaire]
We still haven't found Pac's killer, still haven't found Biggie's either
30 minutes into the case they got tired and took a breather
Snoop Dogg just got arrested, everyday he gets a new subpoena
Innocent when murder was the case so the prosecution got a middle finger
Hip-Hop is sweeping the nation, but the contents seem so degrading
Most rappers got new albums that white kids are anticipating
If you don't like it on the radio or the television then switch the station
Flavor Flav get a lot of ratings, Bill O'Reilly somewhere is hating
Kanye just said WHAT? the president ain't got time for that
The White House is going to stay white even tho' we know Obama's black
9/11 was a calculation, and some would say it was a timed attack
He gave a speech on CNN, "They bombed us, now we're bombing back"
Where the heck is Osama at?
[HOOK]
Now I would give you news about Katrina
but you know I can't talk about Katrina
'Cause every time I talk about Katrina
they look at me like it's a misdemeanor
Anyways, there's way more important stuff that we can discuss
N'SYNC makin the band and Milli Vanilli have broken up
[CHORUS]
Gas prices raises, the money keeps burning
Dropout rate rising, so what are they learning?
Sending the troops in the war so I turn it
To today's evening news
And the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow)
As the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow)
As the world keeps on turning slow (turning slow, turning slow)
This is your evening news
Welcome to the evening news, I thank you all for tuning in
Yes, I'm your host and your journalist, Chamillionaire, so let the news begin
Our helicopters out in the streets look at the screen, an' let's zoom it in
'cause Cashis is live at the scene, hey Cashis how are you my friend?
Got no time for no interviews (go-got no time for no interviews)
No time to trip don't be confused, cause this type of news depends on interviews
Got no time for no interviews (go-got no time for no interviews)
You know I keep my ear to the streets so it's up to me to bring you the truth
I saw a movie were George Bush had a bearded man on his squad
So much power from oil money that poor folks can't sit by him
No problem, Osama, Bin Laden, Been hidin'
So long that them pictures all starting to look like him on them milk cartons
Don Imus made comments that made everybody forget about him
That's him, Anna Nicole got pregnant and had kids by him
Rest in peace to Virgina Tech, too many innocent kids dyin'
Well let's just blame hip-hop and act like that's the big problem
[HOOK]
Now I would give you news about Katrina
but you know I can't talk about Katrina
'Cause every time I talk about Katrina
they look at me like it's a misdemeanor
Anyways, there's way more important stuff that we can discuss
George Bush is playing golf, everybody hush, he's about to putt
[CHORUS]
Gas prices raises, the money keeps burning
Dropout rate rising, so what are they learning?
Sending the troops in the war so I turn it
To today's evening news
And the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow)
As the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow)
As the world keeps on turning slow (turning slow, turning slow)
This is your evening news
[Chamillionaire]
I know you take offense to certain words
I've heard worse, but I wouldn't blame ya'
They say he's a entertainer, don't worry about it, never mind Kramer
The Crocodile Hunter got stung, and the lion turned on the lion tamer
We keep sending troops to Iraq, I figured that we must like danger
Little kids don't learn in school they go to school to go spray a gun
If you a parent, then be a parent, get off the couch and go raise your son
Kobe just broke another record, today's game he hit 81
Now they saying he's number 1, but yesterday they all hated him
OJ was named innocent, he got no sentence, he's still alive
It's very ironic that the lawyer that defended him had to die
Well, now my cue card says the price of gas isn't really high
But I'm not going to read that, 'cause we all know that that's a lie
[CHORUS]
Gas prices raises, the money keeps burning
Dropout rate rising, so what are they learning?
Sending the troops in the war so I turn it
To today's evening news
And the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow)
As the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow)
As the world keeps on turning slow (turning slow, turning slow)
This is your evening news
[Chamillionaire]
We still haven't found Pac's killer, still haven't found Biggie's either
30 minutes into the case they got tired and took a breather
Snoop Dogg just got arrested, everyday he gets a new subpoena
Innocent when murder was the case so the prosecution got a middle finger
Hip-Hop is sweeping the nation, but the contents seem so degrading
Most rappers got new albums that white kids are anticipating
If you don't like it on the radio or the television then switch the station
Flavor Flav get a lot of ratings, Bill O'Reilly somewhere is hating
Kanye just said WHAT? the president ain't got time for that
The White House is going to stay white even tho' we know Obama's black
9/11 was a calculation, and some would say it was a timed attack
He gave a speech on CNN, "They bombed us, now we're bombing back"
Where the heck is Osama at?
[HOOK]
Now I would give you news about Katrina
but you know I can't talk about Katrina
'Cause every time I talk about Katrina
they look at me like it's a misdemeanor
Anyways, there's way more important stuff that we can discuss
N'SYNC makin the band and Milli Vanilli have broken up
[CHORUS]
Gas prices raises, the money keeps burning
Dropout rate rising, so what are they learning?
Sending the troops in the war so I turn it
To today's evening news
And the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow)
As the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow)
As the world keeps on turning slow (turning slow, turning slow)
This is your evening news
Welcome To The South lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Pimp C)
[Chorus: Chamillionaire]
(Welcome to the South) Try to criticize us for how we live
And go do the same thangs that we just did, mmm
Better watch your mouth, try to criticize us for how we spit
Then say you respect the money that we get, mmm
(Welcome to the South) Must you criticize everything we did
Then expect at us to never even trip, mmm
We more than grilles and candy paint so be careful what you say
Cause we must just throw it right back in your face, hey
Better watch your mouth
[Chamillionaire]
Uhh, across the globe I hear the hate
The same whispers from state to state
If you didn't say it then this ain't for you
Don't worry 'bout it cause you can't relate
Before you buy me and you criticize me
while you beside me let's get it straight
Cause you remind me of the kid beside me
Same rapper that you say you hate
Wanna criticize then fine (fine)
Said it's I've got simple rhymes (rhymes)
Every time I travel I'm
in the backyard that act just like mine
Same grind just different times (times)
I know things done changed a lil'
Used to show our grills and they be like "Eww!"
Nowadays all say "That's ill"
I remember when a major label
wouldn't even come pay a visit
Used to say they have love for us but
they was blowin them suspect kisses
Now you watch and we see you plot
and you can't act like we ain't suspicious
Shootin slugs just shoot at us
but when you bust your thang it misses
Uhh, I ain't even much trippin
cause I'm the man where I'm residin
So I'm decidin where I'm residin
so never tolerate domestic violence
I know you'd rather me just relax
and sit back in silence
But I'm the owner, not just a client
so the South is what I stay advertisin
[Chorus]
[Chamillionaire]
Don't knock the swagger, don't knock the swagger
then turn around and be a swagger-jacker
If you a man then you should be a man
don't walk around without a Adam's apple
We was lookin at it from a distance
but we wasn't trippin cause it had to happen
Styrofoam cup, and a Snapple
and you actin like you been a fan of rappin
If you was hatin or participatin
when you saw us up and never slidin through
You and everybody else that did it
It applied to them and it applied to you
You actin like somebody made you say it
Took your hand and then applied the glue
Turn around and gave the mic to you
and now you end up lookin like a fool
Can't polly us, come follow us
and that's the reason I'm in the lead
The rest of y'all are some bench warmers
and gettin mad cause I'm in the lead
I'm switchin speeds don't get fatigued
Y'all behind the line, y'all chasin me
Y'all finna see my energy
so ya get off my back and let a playa breathe
I won't lie and act like
that I'm the one supportin everythang
Like Southern rappers ain't never lame
like some of these boys don't eff up the game
Most of us do our thang
and the rest of 'em leave my ears in pain
But that's him and he sure ain't me
so don't look at us like we all the same
[Chorus]
[Pimp C]
Uhh, South side candy rider never been a socializer
Flyin high, work grinder, knock your gal you can't find her
She was sittin on butter, hun'ned thousand under her ass
I was workin the wood circle smokin candy mashin on the gas
I can't be you I can't do you, I just do me, if you ain't
been where I been then you cain't, be who I be if you ain't
seen what I seen and you cain't, see what I see
I put the bricks, in the road there was slab on it wasn't free
Been a legend in the South since the year 9-3
"Pocket Full of Stones," menace to society
The hard in the cars, chrome-y fo's, not D's
Now everybody pimpin and they all got keys
Please you work, for UPS
They say they smokin dro but all I keep smellin is cress
I roll with the best, '92 me and Screw in the Lexus
I might not be nothin to you but I'm the {shit} in that Texas
(Welcome to the South...) [echoes]
(Welcome to the South) Try to criticize us for how we live
And go do the same thangs that we just did, mmm
Better watch your mouth, try to criticize us for how we spit
Then say you respect the money that we get, mmm
(Welcome to the South) Must you criticize everything we did
Then expect at us to never even trip, mmm
We more than grilles and candy paint so be careful what you say
Cause we must just throw it right back in your face, hey
Better watch your mouth
[Chamillionaire]
Uhh, across the globe I hear the hate
The same whispers from state to state
If you didn't say it then this ain't for you
Don't worry 'bout it cause you can't relate
Before you buy me and you criticize me
while you beside me let's get it straight
Cause you remind me of the kid beside me
Same rapper that you say you hate
Wanna criticize then fine (fine)
Said it's I've got simple rhymes (rhymes)
Every time I travel I'm
in the backyard that act just like mine
Same grind just different times (times)
I know things done changed a lil'
Used to show our grills and they be like "Eww!"
Nowadays all say "That's ill"
I remember when a major label
wouldn't even come pay a visit
Used to say they have love for us but
they was blowin them suspect kisses
Now you watch and we see you plot
and you can't act like we ain't suspicious
Shootin slugs just shoot at us
but when you bust your thang it misses
Uhh, I ain't even much trippin
cause I'm the man where I'm residin
So I'm decidin where I'm residin
so never tolerate domestic violence
I know you'd rather me just relax
and sit back in silence
But I'm the owner, not just a client
so the South is what I stay advertisin
[Chorus]
[Chamillionaire]
Don't knock the swagger, don't knock the swagger
then turn around and be a swagger-jacker
If you a man then you should be a man
don't walk around without a Adam's apple
We was lookin at it from a distance
but we wasn't trippin cause it had to happen
Styrofoam cup, and a Snapple
and you actin like you been a fan of rappin
If you was hatin or participatin
when you saw us up and never slidin through
You and everybody else that did it
It applied to them and it applied to you
You actin like somebody made you say it
Took your hand and then applied the glue
Turn around and gave the mic to you
and now you end up lookin like a fool
Can't polly us, come follow us
and that's the reason I'm in the lead
The rest of y'all are some bench warmers
and gettin mad cause I'm in the lead
I'm switchin speeds don't get fatigued
Y'all behind the line, y'all chasin me
Y'all finna see my energy
so ya get off my back and let a playa breathe
I won't lie and act like
that I'm the one supportin everythang
Like Southern rappers ain't never lame
like some of these boys don't eff up the game
Most of us do our thang
and the rest of 'em leave my ears in pain
But that's him and he sure ain't me
so don't look at us like we all the same
[Chorus]
[Pimp C]
Uhh, South side candy rider never been a socializer
Flyin high, work grinder, knock your gal you can't find her
She was sittin on butter, hun'ned thousand under her ass
I was workin the wood circle smokin candy mashin on the gas
I can't be you I can't do you, I just do me, if you ain't
been where I been then you cain't, be who I be if you ain't
seen what I seen and you cain't, see what I see
I put the bricks, in the road there was slab on it wasn't free
Been a legend in the South since the year 9-3
"Pocket Full of Stones," menace to society
The hard in the cars, chrome-y fo's, not D's
Now everybody pimpin and they all got keys
Please you work, for UPS
They say they smokin dro but all I keep smellin is cress
I roll with the best, '92 me and Screw in the Lexus
I might not be nothin to you but I'm the {shit} in that Texas
(Welcome to the South...) [echoes]
You Must Be Crazy lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Lil Ken)
[Intro: Chamillionaire]
Chamillionaire's so - crazy
Look at the face of the media like you - crazy
You thought I'd fall, I'm sorry dawg ya - crazy
Mirror mirror on the wall, you are - crazy
I wonder if it's still called memory loss
if you can't remember the last time you lost, ha ha
[Chamillionaire]
Yeah, the only time I lose is when it's my memory
Haters comin around here, talkin about "Remember me?"
Nah, amnesia, Cham leader apparently
You are just a follower now I'm about to set a speed
that they can't keep up with, no one ahead of me
Victory is just, what I said that I can achieve
Bout to be trouble, you scared? I think you'd better leave
Hope you don't have asthma, ah-ahm, go 'head and breathe
Yeah, pull out your inhaler (go 'head and breathe)
You gon' have to catch your breath for this one
This the victory lap
Yeah, garage lift up, it'll create some enemies
Got the S-S in the middle of it like Tennessee
Sorry but the Ferrari there isn't friend-ly
The engine be runnin (PYOON!) like it's {?} keys
If she a freak don't handcuff her, just let her be
Get your G's like five letters after the letter B
Photocopy could possibly find a better me
Hot like two letters after the letter C
In the name of gang that's BEEN runnin the game
Help me explain and tell 'em, Chamillitary mayne
[Chorus: Chamillionaire]
I am a hustler, you gotta pay me
No time to sleep, I'm in the streets on the daily
When you a hustler, no bein lazy
I got it whenever you need it just page me
Hustler music, hustler music
Hustler music, I'm hustlin music
You thinkin, you thinkin I'ma lose baby
Either you stupid or you gotta be crazy, crazy
[Chamill] Ha ha (Famous) you ready Famous?
[Lil Ken] Hold up, I gotta take these 20 G's and take it to the bank G
[Chamill] Aight fo' sho' I got it
[Lil Ken] Hold up (YEAH!)
[Chamillionaire]
The Hype Williams to y'all rookies, you know that this is
a motion picture so SICK that I call it motion sickness
Jonathan Manyon the manuscript, so hold your pictures
Just like you're posin for strippers and tryin to show your riches
Materialistic I got a lot of material
Umm, I got a lot of... uhh, Cham-nesia
I probably break up with my own self and go solo
Versus for promo, oh no
[Lil Ken]
I'm a monster, up and cummin like dicks, no homo
A lil' too gangsta for them flicks, no photos
I'm high like gas, rose sticks and blow dodo
Hahaha, that Texas {shit}, fa sho' though
Fresh off the underground circuit
Straight into this overground circus (clown ass)
I'ma do numbers like the lotto
Shoot 'tron straight out the bottle
You not lookin at a role model
So, I say it one time and one time only (say it)
Not your buddy, not your pal or your homie
You know me (ha ha)
[Chorus w/ ad libs]
[Chamillionaire]
I'm like Bruh Man on the fifth flo'
'Cept I'm comin in through the front do'
I ain't gotta use the window - let's go!
Now please pass my passport because I'm it
I got groupies with longer hair than Cousin It
Brazilian ladies who tell me, "This bra just doesn't fit"
Twins in two rooms tryin to make me double dip
Shoulda known I would win, yeah, you thought you had it (what?)
Like my cars and my weapon that is automatic
This the part of the horror flick, where the white lady trips and falls
And me and Famous escape with the millions, ha ha
[Lil Ken]
Two heavyweights from the Lone Star State
And if 30's the new 20, I been hot since 8
Me flop just wait, not turn blue {nigga}
Tell 'em I'm FAMOUS, thought I was a new {nigga}
Thought you knew {nigga}, when I'm applyin pressure
The brothers play the back lookin like some rhymin extras
Cause I'm the star of the movie, can't move me
Don't try either, either
I'ma roast you then +Bak-er+ like Anita
{Fuck} hot, my records got the fever - stop actin like a diva!
They tellin Cham how they feelin me
I'm a universal asset, your whole team liabilities
So I ain't finna leave, so you ain't finna breathe
Cause I can cut it up or keep it cool like the winter breeze
My piece and chain symbolize respect
My mouthpiece symbolize a check, yup (Chamillitary mayne)
No kids here so how you gon' play me?
Boy tryin to cash out so how you gon' pay me? (hold up)
[Chorus - first 1/2]
[Chamillionaire]
No time to sleep I gotta keep goin
The hustler of all hustlers, I say it's somethin I borrow
Sell night to the day and then sell today to tomorrow
(No money don't even bother) Got some paper then call up
Call George Bush's daughter I sell her Katrina water (why?)
Just to get at her father, just so they have some evidence
I'm slick enough to take precedence from the president
America's worst nightmare is right here
I stay sizzlin like flares, look up, PYOON!
It's quite clear it's my year 'til I hear
Somebody's smoother then I'm the ruler, I'm like - where
is he at? Just let me know, I'ma bury him
under the rocks in the bottom of my aquarium
The chances of me losin this time are very slim
If he was bright then I'm turnin him down to very dim
If it ain't me in the sequel then there will be no sequel
You know the obvious reason is cause there is no equal
Chamillionaire's so - crazy
Look at the face of the media like you - crazy
You thought I'd fall, I'm sorry dawg ya - crazy
Mirror mirror on the wall, you are - crazy
I wonder if it's still called memory loss
if you can't remember the last time you lost, ha ha
[Chamillionaire]
Yeah, the only time I lose is when it's my memory
Haters comin around here, talkin about "Remember me?"
Nah, amnesia, Cham leader apparently
You are just a follower now I'm about to set a speed
that they can't keep up with, no one ahead of me
Victory is just, what I said that I can achieve
Bout to be trouble, you scared? I think you'd better leave
Hope you don't have asthma, ah-ahm, go 'head and breathe
Yeah, pull out your inhaler (go 'head and breathe)
You gon' have to catch your breath for this one
This the victory lap
Yeah, garage lift up, it'll create some enemies
Got the S-S in the middle of it like Tennessee
Sorry but the Ferrari there isn't friend-ly
The engine be runnin (PYOON!) like it's {?} keys
If she a freak don't handcuff her, just let her be
Get your G's like five letters after the letter B
Photocopy could possibly find a better me
Hot like two letters after the letter C
In the name of gang that's BEEN runnin the game
Help me explain and tell 'em, Chamillitary mayne
[Chorus: Chamillionaire]
I am a hustler, you gotta pay me
No time to sleep, I'm in the streets on the daily
When you a hustler, no bein lazy
I got it whenever you need it just page me
Hustler music, hustler music
Hustler music, I'm hustlin music
You thinkin, you thinkin I'ma lose baby
Either you stupid or you gotta be crazy, crazy
[Chamill] Ha ha (Famous) you ready Famous?
[Lil Ken] Hold up, I gotta take these 20 G's and take it to the bank G
[Chamill] Aight fo' sho' I got it
[Lil Ken] Hold up (YEAH!)
[Chamillionaire]
The Hype Williams to y'all rookies, you know that this is
a motion picture so SICK that I call it motion sickness
Jonathan Manyon the manuscript, so hold your pictures
Just like you're posin for strippers and tryin to show your riches
Materialistic I got a lot of material
Umm, I got a lot of... uhh, Cham-nesia
I probably break up with my own self and go solo
Versus for promo, oh no
[Lil Ken]
I'm a monster, up and cummin like dicks, no homo
A lil' too gangsta for them flicks, no photos
I'm high like gas, rose sticks and blow dodo
Hahaha, that Texas {shit}, fa sho' though
Fresh off the underground circuit
Straight into this overground circus (clown ass)
I'ma do numbers like the lotto
Shoot 'tron straight out the bottle
You not lookin at a role model
So, I say it one time and one time only (say it)
Not your buddy, not your pal or your homie
You know me (ha ha)
[Chorus w/ ad libs]
[Chamillionaire]
I'm like Bruh Man on the fifth flo'
'Cept I'm comin in through the front do'
I ain't gotta use the window - let's go!
Now please pass my passport because I'm it
I got groupies with longer hair than Cousin It
Brazilian ladies who tell me, "This bra just doesn't fit"
Twins in two rooms tryin to make me double dip
Shoulda known I would win, yeah, you thought you had it (what?)
Like my cars and my weapon that is automatic
This the part of the horror flick, where the white lady trips and falls
And me and Famous escape with the millions, ha ha
[Lil Ken]
Two heavyweights from the Lone Star State
And if 30's the new 20, I been hot since 8
Me flop just wait, not turn blue {nigga}
Tell 'em I'm FAMOUS, thought I was a new {nigga}
Thought you knew {nigga}, when I'm applyin pressure
The brothers play the back lookin like some rhymin extras
Cause I'm the star of the movie, can't move me
Don't try either, either
I'ma roast you then +Bak-er+ like Anita
{Fuck} hot, my records got the fever - stop actin like a diva!
They tellin Cham how they feelin me
I'm a universal asset, your whole team liabilities
So I ain't finna leave, so you ain't finna breathe
Cause I can cut it up or keep it cool like the winter breeze
My piece and chain symbolize respect
My mouthpiece symbolize a check, yup (Chamillitary mayne)
No kids here so how you gon' play me?
Boy tryin to cash out so how you gon' pay me? (hold up)
[Chorus - first 1/2]
[Chamillionaire]
No time to sleep I gotta keep goin
The hustler of all hustlers, I say it's somethin I borrow
Sell night to the day and then sell today to tomorrow
(No money don't even bother) Got some paper then call up
Call George Bush's daughter I sell her Katrina water (why?)
Just to get at her father, just so they have some evidence
I'm slick enough to take precedence from the president
America's worst nightmare is right here
I stay sizzlin like flares, look up, PYOON!
It's quite clear it's my year 'til I hear
Somebody's smoother then I'm the ruler, I'm like - where
is he at? Just let me know, I'ma bury him
under the rocks in the bottom of my aquarium
The chances of me losin this time are very slim
If he was bright then I'm turnin him down to very dim
If it ain't me in the sequel then there will be no sequel
You know the obvious reason is cause there is no equal
We Breakin Up lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Hook]
I tried and tried, to stay in love
But no matter what I do it just ain't enough
It ain't enough, It ain't enough, it ain't enough
You say it ain't enough
And everytime I think its love
It just ain't good enough and we breakin up
We breakin up, we breakin up, we breakin up
Cuz love just ain't enough
I had seen potential in your mental and was tryna make a queen
But I did it for nothin, I was huffin and puffin, wastin steam
Everytime I speak, you be twistin my words to make em mean
somethin I ain't say, then you gossip and try to break my dreams
So I'm breakin up with ya, I tried and did everythin to please ya
I don't even want to see ya, the sight of you is givin me a fever
Think I need a breather, need ya to give me space and leave
The past in the past and keep walkin past when they say that we are
match made in heaven, tell em I said that thats a lie
So disrespectful I feel like I wasted half my life
Thats why I ain't in love, tryna say I ain't in love
Then I go right back on my word and we end up making up
Hold up
[Hook]
See its like I love and I hate almost everything about ya
I be indian givin a livin, takin back everything I bought ya
Even indian givin a cieling when I'm tellin you get out of here
You disappear, then the next day you come back on the pop up
And my mood get madder when I'm in the streets and I think I spot ya
Thinkin I forgot ya and I'm movin on cause I think I gotta
See I end up losin everytime that I try to think I gotcha
Cuz you always movin, I want to but I ain't gon' even stop ya
You be all in my pockets like "feed me" making this type of living ain't easy
I be givin my all to you, all you do is be talkin greasy
And I know you probably don't believe me, everytime that you say that you'll leave me
I be getting impatient and waitin, hopin that youll make it speedy
So I figured I'd tell you the truth cause I knew that that would free me
Gave you everything that I could but you still kept acting greedy
You let the world come inside you shouldnt been acting sleezy
Cuz now you pregnant with rappers that lie on half their CD
[Hook]
Now I can't even lie, I was in love with you
We did everything together that lovers do
The love done died, I think its time to move
in a direction that ain't got nothing to do with u
And everytime I think of us
I think that its time that I make some things adjust
My love ain't as strong for you as I thought it was
Baby I'm breakin up with you now and its all because
[Hook]
I ain't gon' lie, I used to wake up with thoughts of you on my mind
But now you just get on my nerves even when you not even trying
People tell me that its gonna be better but I tell em that they lyin
My love for you is definitely dyin and the way you changed is not a good sign
I wonder how you gonna feel when I'm no longer around
Nah don't even try to start cryin
After you built me up and then tried to break me down
Its just a matter of time before I had to give you a piece of my mind
And maybe I can spend the rest of my time having peace of mind
You couldnt even say one thing that you know that no one know
Everytime I see you, you gossipin about so and so
You imitate, you instigate, you turn love into instant hate
You the reason why I punched my ex homeboy in the face
In the streets chasin the same money I gotta give to my lawyer to win a case
Tearin up my Rap Sheet cause now I got a rap sheet that can't get erased
I tried and tried, to stay in love
But no matter what I do it just ain't enough
It ain't enough, It ain't enough, it ain't enough
You say it ain't enough
And everytime I think its love
It just ain't good enough and we breakin up
We breakin up, we breakin up, we breakin up
Cuz love just ain't enough
I had seen potential in your mental and was tryna make a queen
But I did it for nothin, I was huffin and puffin, wastin steam
Everytime I speak, you be twistin my words to make em mean
somethin I ain't say, then you gossip and try to break my dreams
So I'm breakin up with ya, I tried and did everythin to please ya
I don't even want to see ya, the sight of you is givin me a fever
Think I need a breather, need ya to give me space and leave
The past in the past and keep walkin past when they say that we are
match made in heaven, tell em I said that thats a lie
So disrespectful I feel like I wasted half my life
Thats why I ain't in love, tryna say I ain't in love
Then I go right back on my word and we end up making up
Hold up
[Hook]
See its like I love and I hate almost everything about ya
I be indian givin a livin, takin back everything I bought ya
Even indian givin a cieling when I'm tellin you get out of here
You disappear, then the next day you come back on the pop up
And my mood get madder when I'm in the streets and I think I spot ya
Thinkin I forgot ya and I'm movin on cause I think I gotta
See I end up losin everytime that I try to think I gotcha
Cuz you always movin, I want to but I ain't gon' even stop ya
You be all in my pockets like "feed me" making this type of living ain't easy
I be givin my all to you, all you do is be talkin greasy
And I know you probably don't believe me, everytime that you say that you'll leave me
I be getting impatient and waitin, hopin that youll make it speedy
So I figured I'd tell you the truth cause I knew that that would free me
Gave you everything that I could but you still kept acting greedy
You let the world come inside you shouldnt been acting sleezy
Cuz now you pregnant with rappers that lie on half their CD
[Hook]
Now I can't even lie, I was in love with you
We did everything together that lovers do
The love done died, I think its time to move
in a direction that ain't got nothing to do with u
And everytime I think of us
I think that its time that I make some things adjust
My love ain't as strong for you as I thought it was
Baby I'm breakin up with you now and its all because
[Hook]
I ain't gon' lie, I used to wake up with thoughts of you on my mind
But now you just get on my nerves even when you not even trying
People tell me that its gonna be better but I tell em that they lyin
My love for you is definitely dyin and the way you changed is not a good sign
I wonder how you gonna feel when I'm no longer around
Nah don't even try to start cryin
After you built me up and then tried to break me down
Its just a matter of time before I had to give you a piece of my mind
And maybe I can spend the rest of my time having peace of mind
You couldnt even say one thing that you know that no one know
Everytime I see you, you gossipin about so and so
You imitate, you instigate, you turn love into instant hate
You the reason why I punched my ex homeboy in the face
In the streets chasin the same money I gotta give to my lawyer to win a case
Tearin up my Rap Sheet cause now I got a rap sheet that can't get erased
Stuck In The Ghetto (Skit) lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Tony Henry)
I got a degree
But my felony won't let me get a job
Life's so hard
And just today
Somebody stole my car and the bus don't run my way
I think I'll walk the streets today
It seems like I'm stuck in the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
Sometimes it seems like I'm stuck, I'm in the ghetto, Ooh
But I got love for the ghetto, ghetto
When I go to my friend
Now with open arms, let me in
And everyday
We just dream and scheme and drink our lifes away
I think I'll fly the sky today
It seems like I'm stuck in the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
Sometimes it seems like I'm stuck, I'm in the ghetto, Ooh
But I got love for the ghetto, ghetto
But everytime I seem to keep my feet on the ground...
But my felony won't let me get a job
Life's so hard
And just today
Somebody stole my car and the bus don't run my way
I think I'll walk the streets today
It seems like I'm stuck in the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
Sometimes it seems like I'm stuck, I'm in the ghetto, Ooh
But I got love for the ghetto, ghetto
When I go to my friend
Now with open arms, let me in
And everyday
We just dream and scheme and drink our lifes away
I think I'll fly the sky today
It seems like I'm stuck in the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
Sometimes it seems like I'm stuck, I'm in the ghetto, Ooh
But I got love for the ghetto, ghetto
But everytime I seem to keep my feet on the ground...
Rocky Road lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Devn The Dude)
The rain is falling and the weather is cold
Don't know which way to go but i continue to roll (roll)
the rain fall is really taking a toll on my mind and my body and on my spirit and soul
the rains falling but I'm keeping a hold on the life cause i know that i could spin outta control
I know (know), I know (know), I know this is gonna be one rocky road
Ugh, what part of the voyage is this?
Friendship and business don't mix
With anyone else it's just business with friends I'm personally pissed
Is this a curse or a gift?
Guess I was blessed with my wish
Don't tell me that u feel my pain
Then I say it's best that we switch
U take the fortune and fame and see if it's what u expected
Take the money and change and be careful where u invest it
Just take the test and don't stress it
You get stopped by a detective
Tryin to get in your personal life
Gotta do ur best to protect it
The answer rest in the message
When I go I go in a blaze
But it wont be no captain savin
Cause where I'm goin ur saved
Tryin to rain down on my parade
Till that umbrella get raised
They thinkin that they can read me when they ain't no where my page
Tryin to keep a smile on my face
Even at times when I engage
In business conversations
With people I know are snakes
If life is a piece of cake part of the icing is venom
Spend a life time tryin to bring me down
But I just ain't gonna let em
You betta tell em
The rain is falling and the weather is cold
Don't know which way to go but I continue to roll (roll)
The rain fall is really taking a toll on my mind and my body and on my spirit and soul
The rains falling but I'm keeping a hold on the life cause I know that I could spin outta control
I know (know), I know (know), I know this is gonna be one rocky road
Ugh, I'm back and forth and I'm pacin
Being more patient than patience
Tryin to wait for the good news to show up
But I'm unfortunately waitin
Gotta be group participation
If its in the course that we makin
I was unfortunately done and she was unfortunately fakin
But the only sexual spark is the spark he got for the doe'
(doe)
They say till dill do us part but that part is where she says no
There are to many emotions
Emotions like pins and needles
Actin like emotions are evil
Like showin love is illegal
I thought that is was a eagle but i seen this vulture before
He thinks this is were ill stop cause he sees that im walkin slow
But no i think you should know that soon as I get where I go
You'll remember the fact that i had a purpose fo'sho
I hope you no where ur goin
I hope u know that today
On the side of the road you gon see a whole lot of snakes
When the bad weather comes to rain down on ur parade
Just raise up ur umbrella and try to keep goin straight
(and keep the rain)
The rain is falling and the weather is cold
Don't know which way to go but i continue to roll (roll)
The rain fall is really taking a toll on my mind and my body and on my spirit and soul
The rains falling but I'm keeping a hold on the life cause I know that I could spin outta control
I know (know), I know (know), I know this is gonna be one rocky road
[Devin the Dude]
This road has many curves
Many bumps and potholes, it can even take u through a loop if u ain't got yo
Sh*t together unpredictable weather can leave ya
Dehydrated, frost bitten, washed away, or either
Dan over by heavy traffic, watch where u roam
Cause it's a challenge just tryin to make it home
But still i walk i keep my paste i keep my stride
Would hitch-hike but there's to much pride
I must find a narrow path so i could walk and laugh out loud
Cry and sing with out bein judged by the crowd
Maybe some day i could just fly away
But for now ill just beat my feet and get there someway somehow
And mile after mile after mile ill smile
Keepin my head up even though rains porin down
And the road gets rough and the journey is long
I might get tired but i must move on
The rain is falling and the weather is cold
Don't know which way to go but i continue to roll (roll)
The rain fall is really taking a toll on my mind and my body and on my spirit and soul
The rains falling but I'm keeping a hold on the life cause I know that I could spin outta control
I know (know), I know (know), I know this is gonna be one rocky road
Most of our heroes are locked up
Diseased or deceased
We can never really remorse until somebody restin in peace
We measure the best by success and ain't impressed by nothin less
Only time we say we wanna change is when we ain't got no change left
Only time we call on God is when is nobody else to call
Keep stumblin over the same road block that just made ya fall
We always gotta wait until somethin happen before we start reactin
We at war with ourselves how much longer are we gonna be attackin?
Don't know which way to go but i continue to roll (roll)
the rain fall is really taking a toll on my mind and my body and on my spirit and soul
the rains falling but I'm keeping a hold on the life cause i know that i could spin outta control
I know (know), I know (know), I know this is gonna be one rocky road
Ugh, what part of the voyage is this?
Friendship and business don't mix
With anyone else it's just business with friends I'm personally pissed
Is this a curse or a gift?
Guess I was blessed with my wish
Don't tell me that u feel my pain
Then I say it's best that we switch
U take the fortune and fame and see if it's what u expected
Take the money and change and be careful where u invest it
Just take the test and don't stress it
You get stopped by a detective
Tryin to get in your personal life
Gotta do ur best to protect it
The answer rest in the message
When I go I go in a blaze
But it wont be no captain savin
Cause where I'm goin ur saved
Tryin to rain down on my parade
Till that umbrella get raised
They thinkin that they can read me when they ain't no where my page
Tryin to keep a smile on my face
Even at times when I engage
In business conversations
With people I know are snakes
If life is a piece of cake part of the icing is venom
Spend a life time tryin to bring me down
But I just ain't gonna let em
You betta tell em
The rain is falling and the weather is cold
Don't know which way to go but I continue to roll (roll)
The rain fall is really taking a toll on my mind and my body and on my spirit and soul
The rains falling but I'm keeping a hold on the life cause I know that I could spin outta control
I know (know), I know (know), I know this is gonna be one rocky road
Ugh, I'm back and forth and I'm pacin
Being more patient than patience
Tryin to wait for the good news to show up
But I'm unfortunately waitin
Gotta be group participation
If its in the course that we makin
I was unfortunately done and she was unfortunately fakin
But the only sexual spark is the spark he got for the doe'
(doe)
They say till dill do us part but that part is where she says no
There are to many emotions
Emotions like pins and needles
Actin like emotions are evil
Like showin love is illegal
I thought that is was a eagle but i seen this vulture before
He thinks this is were ill stop cause he sees that im walkin slow
But no i think you should know that soon as I get where I go
You'll remember the fact that i had a purpose fo'sho
I hope you no where ur goin
I hope u know that today
On the side of the road you gon see a whole lot of snakes
When the bad weather comes to rain down on ur parade
Just raise up ur umbrella and try to keep goin straight
(and keep the rain)
The rain is falling and the weather is cold
Don't know which way to go but i continue to roll (roll)
The rain fall is really taking a toll on my mind and my body and on my spirit and soul
The rains falling but I'm keeping a hold on the life cause I know that I could spin outta control
I know (know), I know (know), I know this is gonna be one rocky road
[Devin the Dude]
This road has many curves
Many bumps and potholes, it can even take u through a loop if u ain't got yo
Sh*t together unpredictable weather can leave ya
Dehydrated, frost bitten, washed away, or either
Dan over by heavy traffic, watch where u roam
Cause it's a challenge just tryin to make it home
But still i walk i keep my paste i keep my stride
Would hitch-hike but there's to much pride
I must find a narrow path so i could walk and laugh out loud
Cry and sing with out bein judged by the crowd
Maybe some day i could just fly away
But for now ill just beat my feet and get there someway somehow
And mile after mile after mile ill smile
Keepin my head up even though rains porin down
And the road gets rough and the journey is long
I might get tired but i must move on
The rain is falling and the weather is cold
Don't know which way to go but i continue to roll (roll)
The rain fall is really taking a toll on my mind and my body and on my spirit and soul
The rains falling but I'm keeping a hold on the life cause I know that I could spin outta control
I know (know), I know (know), I know this is gonna be one rocky road
Most of our heroes are locked up
Diseased or deceased
We can never really remorse until somebody restin in peace
We measure the best by success and ain't impressed by nothin less
Only time we say we wanna change is when we ain't got no change left
Only time we call on God is when is nobody else to call
Keep stumblin over the same road block that just made ya fall
We always gotta wait until somethin happen before we start reactin
We at war with ourselves how much longer are we gonna be attackin?
The Ultimate Victory lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Intro]
I'ma thank you, when and what the album almost through
Thanks, I ain't never had a fan like you
Eazy E, Left Eye and Aaliyah too
Pac, Biggie, Hawk, Fat Pat and DJ Screw
I wanna thank you
(Thanks for opening my eyes and helping me to realize
That tomorrow ain't promised, Gotta live your life to the fullest
What's life if you ain't enjoying it, Know what I'm talking bout?)
My purpose really used to be so unclear
Science fiction with the swagger, it's so unreal
So fly that my nickname should be up here
Looking up is the only time when I appear
I'm a spartan, go ahead and throw your spear
Slap failure in the face and still show no fear
They say no show but I show like chea
The Champ's here, let the whole crowd know my cheer (Victory!)
The media, they write about you in the mags
Spread rumors about your life and break you is the task
I know one of my three publicists will ruin my chance
To let me let you know that I don't like you in advance
But I thank you and I extend their thanks too
To everybody saying stuff you know ain't true
You need to go and find god like Mase too
But just stay there with him and try and stay you
Getting away is important
I can pull a couple strings like a guitar hand
Better yet, bring out the whole guitar band
Grab grain, you can swang somewhere like Tarzan
I swear to y'all, the rap game really making me sick
The record industry's your home then I came to prevent
Put some nonsense out and I bet cha this one will stick
Or put some real music out and I'm probably gonna catch a brick
Brick on top of brick, we'll build a house
Tell whoever said that, I'm still filled with doubt
Told me I'm in the right hole and then sealed it out
Told me I'm on the right track and then killed my route
Ouch, you never miss a good thing til it's gone
Yeah, the flow is so fluid, it's like drinking a song
Don't get the track mister wrong, this ain't even a song
This is a beat that I must release therapy on
Everybody saying that they wanna see me successful
Came into the game but now I'm feeling let's go
Intimate moments never seem to be special
If you jet, then you can bet I'm disappearing like Crisco
Ala Kazaam, I ain't mad at the fans
I ain't mad at the man, they both scattered my brand
Never will understand what really matters to Cham
So matter of fact, the title is just a matter of plan (Victory!)
After revenge, it's the victory right
Well the final run's done and this the victory hype
Now that everybody's present and this victory night
Let me repaint the pic, they wasn't depicting me right
(Now Whatchu mean?) Tell the world that I'm more than just a grill
Show you how to put cha hands on more than a wood wheel
If that's all you hearing, then let me just be for real
Take your contract, the hell with a record deal
Keep thinking I'm gonna lose if you want to
Bet the tenth time, it more like a Yukon groove
That's why I always have to make the move on fools
Back on my feet like I got two gun shoes
Yeah, why you think Em probably going all crazy?
So why you think Britney Spears going bout baby?
Interview me, you think you know it all lady
I'm out of here, yeah but not before y'all pay me
Thank you
(I appreciate it
You know I'm used to power, respect and a million dollar check to do what I wanna do
And right now, I'm fitting to take a vacation
A real vacation though, Haha)
This the outro, I was gonna put it at the beginning
But this is what I say the moment after I'm winning
(Thank you, Ultimate Victory)
I'ma thank you, when and what the album almost through
Thanks, I ain't never had a fan like you
Eazy E, Left Eye and Aaliyah too
Pac, Biggie, Hawk, Fat Pat and DJ Screw
I wanna thank you
(Thanks for opening my eyes and helping me to realize
That tomorrow ain't promised, Gotta live your life to the fullest
What's life if you ain't enjoying it, Know what I'm talking bout?)
My purpose really used to be so unclear
Science fiction with the swagger, it's so unreal
So fly that my nickname should be up here
Looking up is the only time when I appear
I'm a spartan, go ahead and throw your spear
Slap failure in the face and still show no fear
They say no show but I show like chea
The Champ's here, let the whole crowd know my cheer (Victory!)
The media, they write about you in the mags
Spread rumors about your life and break you is the task
I know one of my three publicists will ruin my chance
To let me let you know that I don't like you in advance
But I thank you and I extend their thanks too
To everybody saying stuff you know ain't true
You need to go and find god like Mase too
But just stay there with him and try and stay you
Getting away is important
I can pull a couple strings like a guitar hand
Better yet, bring out the whole guitar band
Grab grain, you can swang somewhere like Tarzan
I swear to y'all, the rap game really making me sick
The record industry's your home then I came to prevent
Put some nonsense out and I bet cha this one will stick
Or put some real music out and I'm probably gonna catch a brick
Brick on top of brick, we'll build a house
Tell whoever said that, I'm still filled with doubt
Told me I'm in the right hole and then sealed it out
Told me I'm on the right track and then killed my route
Ouch, you never miss a good thing til it's gone
Yeah, the flow is so fluid, it's like drinking a song
Don't get the track mister wrong, this ain't even a song
This is a beat that I must release therapy on
Everybody saying that they wanna see me successful
Came into the game but now I'm feeling let's go
Intimate moments never seem to be special
If you jet, then you can bet I'm disappearing like Crisco
Ala Kazaam, I ain't mad at the fans
I ain't mad at the man, they both scattered my brand
Never will understand what really matters to Cham
So matter of fact, the title is just a matter of plan (Victory!)
After revenge, it's the victory right
Well the final run's done and this the victory hype
Now that everybody's present and this victory night
Let me repaint the pic, they wasn't depicting me right
(Now Whatchu mean?) Tell the world that I'm more than just a grill
Show you how to put cha hands on more than a wood wheel
If that's all you hearing, then let me just be for real
Take your contract, the hell with a record deal
Keep thinking I'm gonna lose if you want to
Bet the tenth time, it more like a Yukon groove
That's why I always have to make the move on fools
Back on my feet like I got two gun shoes
Yeah, why you think Em probably going all crazy?
So why you think Britney Spears going bout baby?
Interview me, you think you know it all lady
I'm out of here, yeah but not before y'all pay me
Thank you
(I appreciate it
You know I'm used to power, respect and a million dollar check to do what I wanna do
And right now, I'm fitting to take a vacation
A real vacation though, Haha)
This the outro, I was gonna put it at the beginning
But this is what I say the moment after I'm winning
(Thank you, Ultimate Victory)
Still Countin' My Cash lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Repeat - x2]
Chamillitary Mane... Are you ready?
[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
A couple of clowns in the town, run around, they used to be down
But it's build, check what you speaking, watch how you're using your nouns
Can make a million from home, making moves from my lounge
Hard to play captain save her cause them dudes is usually drowned
If you gon' hate, you at least could wait til it get to the chorus
You my promotional team, them boys my biggest supporters
Reside in Houston but they pay me to make a switch like the oilers
Toured a crib like a tourist, my yard look like a forest
Time to get a Thesaurus, they at a loss for words
They can't pronounce what I'm in, they like "All them cars is yers?"
I got cars with curves, treating all my cars like birds
The fleet is a flock and the engine starts like "brrr"
Welcome to the place where the music is slowed and choppy
The writers that wrote about me
Said that I wouldn't sell and the major label was gonna drop me
I make money moves and the population is sure to copy
When I need a favour I'ma call Ben Franklin like I know you got me
[Hook]
Haters was hating, they thought that I wouldn't last
But I'm still on the grind, I can see why they mad
Cause I'm still countin' my cash (still countin' my cash)
I'm still countin' my cash (still countin' my cash)
I'm still countin' my cash (still countin' my cash)
I'm still countin' my cash so do the math
They knocking my hustle, they saw me coming up fast
But I'm still getting mine, can't do nothing but laugh
Cause I'm still countin' my cash (uh)
I'm still countin' my cash (still countin' my cash)
I'm still countin' my cash (still countin' my cash)
I'm still countin' my cash so do the math
[Verse 2]
This is for everyone who be acting like a Grammy made me a winner
My hunger did it so do me a favour and make me a dinner
Eating cakes at the lima, they gon' hate when you enter
Pockets swollen, I'm holding up monkey jeans with suspenders
None of these rappers is real, cause if you real then you dodging me
Ain't bumped into one that's even halfway as real from what I can see
I extend middle finger and don't extend an apology
Shows getting me paper, sales getting me property
Guess I'm good at monopoly, taking over the game
Trynna hold so much paper that my arms and shoulders just stain
Ain't smoking or drinking but I'm thinking what being sober will bring
You got a hangover in the morning but I'm hanging over in Spain
Fifty thousand through customs, I know you isn't accustomed
Cause money talks and your pockets look like an end of discussion
So hitting my head on the ceiling from money getting is nothing
I stand on top of my paper and probably get a concussion
I know the...
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Remember that little apartment, we was laughing at Martin
Now the Martin's the aft and the one we passing is ???
And proper tags with bargains, the card is black what I'm charging
Grind out of this world, I'm chasing ground like a Martian
A hustler that really ball, your purchase is pretty small
Your money is minimal, my crib is a mini mall
And if it ain't really large, my bidness gon' get resolved
I feel like they fake and the boys is fighting for pennies dog
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Gotta keep my hustle up
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, I'm a hustler
You know that I hustle for the
M-O-N-ey
M-O-N-ey
M-O-N-ey
M-O-N-ey
I ain't even gotta say why (say why baby)
She asked me why I'm missing and I (I'm out on the grind)
Cause the reason is that I'm on my grind
[Hook]
Chamillitary Mane... Are you ready?
[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
A couple of clowns in the town, run around, they used to be down
But it's build, check what you speaking, watch how you're using your nouns
Can make a million from home, making moves from my lounge
Hard to play captain save her cause them dudes is usually drowned
If you gon' hate, you at least could wait til it get to the chorus
You my promotional team, them boys my biggest supporters
Reside in Houston but they pay me to make a switch like the oilers
Toured a crib like a tourist, my yard look like a forest
Time to get a Thesaurus, they at a loss for words
They can't pronounce what I'm in, they like "All them cars is yers?"
I got cars with curves, treating all my cars like birds
The fleet is a flock and the engine starts like "brrr"
Welcome to the place where the music is slowed and choppy
The writers that wrote about me
Said that I wouldn't sell and the major label was gonna drop me
I make money moves and the population is sure to copy
When I need a favour I'ma call Ben Franklin like I know you got me
[Hook]
Haters was hating, they thought that I wouldn't last
But I'm still on the grind, I can see why they mad
Cause I'm still countin' my cash (still countin' my cash)
I'm still countin' my cash (still countin' my cash)
I'm still countin' my cash (still countin' my cash)
I'm still countin' my cash so do the math
They knocking my hustle, they saw me coming up fast
But I'm still getting mine, can't do nothing but laugh
Cause I'm still countin' my cash (uh)
I'm still countin' my cash (still countin' my cash)
I'm still countin' my cash (still countin' my cash)
I'm still countin' my cash so do the math
[Verse 2]
This is for everyone who be acting like a Grammy made me a winner
My hunger did it so do me a favour and make me a dinner
Eating cakes at the lima, they gon' hate when you enter
Pockets swollen, I'm holding up monkey jeans with suspenders
None of these rappers is real, cause if you real then you dodging me
Ain't bumped into one that's even halfway as real from what I can see
I extend middle finger and don't extend an apology
Shows getting me paper, sales getting me property
Guess I'm good at monopoly, taking over the game
Trynna hold so much paper that my arms and shoulders just stain
Ain't smoking or drinking but I'm thinking what being sober will bring
You got a hangover in the morning but I'm hanging over in Spain
Fifty thousand through customs, I know you isn't accustomed
Cause money talks and your pockets look like an end of discussion
So hitting my head on the ceiling from money getting is nothing
I stand on top of my paper and probably get a concussion
I know the...
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Remember that little apartment, we was laughing at Martin
Now the Martin's the aft and the one we passing is ???
And proper tags with bargains, the card is black what I'm charging
Grind out of this world, I'm chasing ground like a Martian
A hustler that really ball, your purchase is pretty small
Your money is minimal, my crib is a mini mall
And if it ain't really large, my bidness gon' get resolved
I feel like they fake and the boys is fighting for pennies dog
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Gotta keep my hustle up
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, I'm a hustler
You know that I hustle for the
M-O-N-ey
M-O-N-ey
M-O-N-ey
M-O-N-ey
I ain't even gotta say why (say why baby)
She asked me why I'm missing and I (I'm out on the grind)
Cause the reason is that I'm on my grind
[Hook]
Keep It On The Hush lyrics - Chamillionaire (feat. Lloyd)
[Chorus: Lloyd]
At the end of the night if you're feelin lonely
Keep me on your mind if you need some grown things
Just tell me the time and you know that I'll be
Rollin up in my ride but nobody's gonna see
So if you're feelin like, you're really lonely
I can hop in my ride, and hit up your street
I got a innocent glide, of lovin only
So just give meet me outside, and I'll be on the creep
But you know we can {keep it on the hush, k-keep it on the hush}
I'ma {keep it on the hush, k-keep it on the hush}
I'ma {keep it on the hush, k-keep it on the hush}
I'ma {keep it on the hush, k-keep it on the hush}
[Chamillionaire]
Yeah... I pull up in the driveway it's like the passenger pick-up
Filled your liver with liquor, your silhouette lookin thicker
You would think she a stripper how she unzippin her zipper
Rubberband full of Benjamins got me tempted to tip her
Never leavin a message for evidence when she phony
Talk is cheap so that action the only thing she can show me
If he catch you he catch you, just tell him that I'm your homie
When you see me in public look past me like you don't know me
Conversation is chasin her, that's as soon as he leave
Disappear when he near then I reappear like a breeze
You get caught in the process won't hear no snitchin from me
I'll zip my lip and I'll lock it and we can throw away the keys, ha ha
[Chorus]
[Chamillionaire]
I hear a hello on the line, and that's when I reply
You let her know that I'm outside waitin
Sittin real low in my ride, you know it on my side
Cause you know how some haters be hatin
Hat's sittin low (low) Caddy's sittin low
She ain't been at home (home) while he lookin fo' her
While she wit her folk (folk) act like I don't know her
You already know (know) she do what I told her - keep it on the hush
Pullin up on them Daytons to give her what she been waitin
Four at four in the mornin she's up and mine for the takin
Three's a crowd but I'm lovin that crowd participation
So bring a friend if you feel her, leave her hung if she hatin
[Chorus]
[Lloyd]
Cause everywhere I go, people wanna know, who you are to me
So I tell them, you and me are good friends, when the reality is
We creepin on the hush, so keep it on the hush
Do whatever just don't tell them about us
Keep it on the hush, we creepin on the hush
Do whatever just don't tell them about us
[Chorus]
At the end of the night if you're feelin lonely
Keep me on your mind if you need some grown things
Just tell me the time and you know that I'll be
Rollin up in my ride but nobody's gonna see
So if you're feelin like, you're really lonely
I can hop in my ride, and hit up your street
I got a innocent glide, of lovin only
So just give meet me outside, and I'll be on the creep
But you know we can {keep it on the hush, k-keep it on the hush}
I'ma {keep it on the hush, k-keep it on the hush}
I'ma {keep it on the hush, k-keep it on the hush}
I'ma {keep it on the hush, k-keep it on the hush}
[Chamillionaire]
Yeah... I pull up in the driveway it's like the passenger pick-up
Filled your liver with liquor, your silhouette lookin thicker
You would think she a stripper how she unzippin her zipper
Rubberband full of Benjamins got me tempted to tip her
Never leavin a message for evidence when she phony
Talk is cheap so that action the only thing she can show me
If he catch you he catch you, just tell him that I'm your homie
When you see me in public look past me like you don't know me
Conversation is chasin her, that's as soon as he leave
Disappear when he near then I reappear like a breeze
You get caught in the process won't hear no snitchin from me
I'll zip my lip and I'll lock it and we can throw away the keys, ha ha
[Chorus]
[Chamillionaire]
I hear a hello on the line, and that's when I reply
You let her know that I'm outside waitin
Sittin real low in my ride, you know it on my side
Cause you know how some haters be hatin
Hat's sittin low (low) Caddy's sittin low
She ain't been at home (home) while he lookin fo' her
While she wit her folk (folk) act like I don't know her
You already know (know) she do what I told her - keep it on the hush
Pullin up on them Daytons to give her what she been waitin
Four at four in the mornin she's up and mine for the takin
Three's a crowd but I'm lovin that crowd participation
So bring a friend if you feel her, leave her hung if she hatin
[Chorus]
[Lloyd]
Cause everywhere I go, people wanna know, who you are to me
So I tell them, you and me are good friends, when the reality is
We creepin on the hush, so keep it on the hush
Do whatever just don't tell them about us
Keep it on the hush, we creepin on the hush
Do whatever just don't tell them about us
[Chorus]
Somebody Gonna Get Hurt lyrics - Chamillionaire
[Chorus]
I get that paper, I do it major
I'm stayin sucker-free and, I'm shakin haters (OHH!)
I ain't really tryin to hurt nobody (say what?)
I ain't really tryin to hurt nobody (say what?)
I ain't really tryin to hurt nobody
Is somebody gonna get hurt up in here? Probably
[Chamillionaire]
My money get jealous, I keep the dough in check
The checks bounce, give me cash and give me mo' interest
Rick Rock, now I get the dough goin west
20 thou' on the ground, what'chu wanna bet?
If I lose I roll another bet to even up
Keep lookin for the dough like I ain't seen enough
Fully equipped the whip, that would be a plus
Hop off the you-know-what and I'ma leave it up
(Tell us what you leavin up) The dough on the Lambo'
Don't try to be a Rambo or be an example
Passport paper, ain't a place that I can't go
Haters gettin sick 'bout to +Earl+, like Kimbo (ugh!)
Go ahead man, smack yourself silly
Rubberbands never fit when I package my scrilly
Overseas but I'm still the man back in my city
Ugh, put the cream on the acne like Diddy (what'chu mean?)
Show you how to make 'em put the paper in your face
Let the yellow bones know that it's time to skate
Pillsbury dough sho' make a lot of cake
Time to show all of these suckas how to paper chase
The blueprint for the paper, just rewind it back
Yeah our money cash cars, I be rhymin that
Stay ballin on the base like a Diamondback
While you in the crowd gettin mad because the concert packed
[Chorus]
[Chamillionaire]
Two chicks talkin to me on the 3-way
Breeze blowin in the hair of my breezy
Woodgrain I'ma grab when you see me
Oakland in my hand like it's eBay
Both chicks beggin me to come to see A
No time like I ran out of prepaid
If you don't go and give this hotness to the DJ
You'll need a Doctor and it ain't gonna be Dre
Fans tryin to figure out and try to find who
the last verse of the last hearse applied to
I could tell you a lie and tell you it's not you
But like B on the ScanTron - not true
Cause y'all boys is costumes
I brush 'em off like the canvas in an art room
Bring it on boy, my victory's your doom
Your plan was to 'Samity Sam me but it's gone BOOM!
[Chorus]
[Chamillionaire]
Some people hate to see you spendin the new bucks
You better not show your animosity to us
Hit gon' have the three K's like Klu Klux
So bring 'em to the barber that'll give 'em a crewcut
Yup! That mean minus a couple
Need to be findin your mind instead of findin some trouble
Cause it's obvious you lost when we up out of the huddle
Ready to blitz, yup - I seen you in outer space like a shuttle
Ha ha; one mil', two mil', three, fo' mil'
Stayin hungry like I missed the past fo' meals
Half a mil' still tell a man "No deal"
Ridin with the type of bananas you don't peel
Yeah, the type of weapon that don't jam
Like most of these rappers in this game that don't man
Plus the homie ridin with me is no fan
Don't bring the drama wit'chu if you ain't bringin no plan
[Chorus]
I get that paper, I do it major
I'm stayin sucker-free and, I'm shakin haters (OHH!)
I ain't really tryin to hurt nobody (say what?)
I ain't really tryin to hurt nobody (say what?)
I ain't really tryin to hurt nobody
Is somebody gonna get hurt up in here? Probably
[Chamillionaire]
My money get jealous, I keep the dough in check
The checks bounce, give me cash and give me mo' interest
Rick Rock, now I get the dough goin west
20 thou' on the ground, what'chu wanna bet?
If I lose I roll another bet to even up
Keep lookin for the dough like I ain't seen enough
Fully equipped the whip, that would be a plus
Hop off the you-know-what and I'ma leave it up
(Tell us what you leavin up) The dough on the Lambo'
Don't try to be a Rambo or be an example
Passport paper, ain't a place that I can't go
Haters gettin sick 'bout to +Earl+, like Kimbo (ugh!)
Go ahead man, smack yourself silly
Rubberbands never fit when I package my scrilly
Overseas but I'm still the man back in my city
Ugh, put the cream on the acne like Diddy (what'chu mean?)
Show you how to make 'em put the paper in your face
Let the yellow bones know that it's time to skate
Pillsbury dough sho' make a lot of cake
Time to show all of these suckas how to paper chase
The blueprint for the paper, just rewind it back
Yeah our money cash cars, I be rhymin that
Stay ballin on the base like a Diamondback
While you in the crowd gettin mad because the concert packed
[Chorus]
[Chamillionaire]
Two chicks talkin to me on the 3-way
Breeze blowin in the hair of my breezy
Woodgrain I'ma grab when you see me
Oakland in my hand like it's eBay
Both chicks beggin me to come to see A
No time like I ran out of prepaid
If you don't go and give this hotness to the DJ
You'll need a Doctor and it ain't gonna be Dre
Fans tryin to figure out and try to find who
the last verse of the last hearse applied to
I could tell you a lie and tell you it's not you
But like B on the ScanTron - not true
Cause y'all boys is costumes
I brush 'em off like the canvas in an art room
Bring it on boy, my victory's your doom
Your plan was to 'Samity Sam me but it's gone BOOM!
[Chorus]
[Chamillionaire]
Some people hate to see you spendin the new bucks
You better not show your animosity to us
Hit gon' have the three K's like Klu Klux
So bring 'em to the barber that'll give 'em a crewcut
Yup! That mean minus a couple
Need to be findin your mind instead of findin some trouble
Cause it's obvious you lost when we up out of the huddle
Ready to blitz, yup - I seen you in outer space like a shuttle
Ha ha; one mil', two mil', three, fo' mil'
Stayin hungry like I missed the past fo' meals
Half a mil' still tell a man "No deal"
Ridin with the type of bananas you don't peel
Yeah, the type of weapon that don't jam
Like most of these rappers in this game that don't man
Plus the homie ridin with me is no fan
Don't bring the drama wit'chu if you ain't bringin no plan
[Chorus]
mixtape: "Mixtape Messiah 3" (2007)
- Get Ya Burners Out
- Money Already Made
- Get On My Level
- Living Good
- It's Just Pain
- The Call
- Nothin' But Lies
- Ima Playa FaSho
- Failure's Not An Option
- Got A Lot Of Options
- See It In My Eyes
- Don't Hurt 'Em Hammer
- It's On
- You A Dummy
- Chamillionaire Speaks
- Mo Scrilla
- The Crowd Goes Wild
- Makes Me Stronger
- Chamillionaire Speaks 2
- Rain
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