Chamillionaire

[Verse 1]
Yeah, a lightning bolt strikes in the air, yeah, finally it's here
Cause y'all are the judge, the day of judgement finally is near
In your eye I see a tear, and it's remindin me of fear
Rap's been dead so long, so stop denyin what you feel
Dis payback for the fact that y'all ain't tryin to keep it real
Grim reaper that we call Revenge right beside ya in your ear
He's saying your time expired, time is finally due it's clear
Not sober mind is a weak mind and he's buyin you a beer - ha ha ha
Cheers... time for a toast (your heart's beatin, your heart's beatin)
To the haters that hate you the most (your heart's beatin)
And the friends that pretend to be your folks (your heart's beatin)
This is what revenge sounds like (your heart's beatin, your heart's beatin)
I hear your heart beatin, keep runnin your mouth, yeah

[Verse 2]
Your mouth runnin ahead of you, your mouth do what your legs should do
Let me walk to the edge with you, jump off of it, it
It sounds like your ready to, cause these rappers are terrible
And the game is unbearable but I'ma fix, fix
This feeling that's dead in you got your brains like a vegetable
Use the Pro Tools and tell em to edit it, it
Switch to somethin that's better fool, turn it up what you better do
When I'm bringing revenge to you it sounds like this, this, this
Somebody call the doctor (you're not breathin, you're not breathin)
They ain't gonna be well after this one right here
You're not breathin (you're not breathin, you're not breathin)
Just make sure they learn the name (you're not breathin)
that's about to be runnin the game (you're not breathin)
Tell 'em the name ... Chamillitary mayne

[Verse 3]
Shoulda heard what I was tellin you, I don't do what the jealous do
I don't hate when a nigga make it, cause I'm smarter and better too
You run when they tell you to but I move when I'm ready to
If you stop to take a breather, see that I'm light years ahead of you
Y'all musta thought y'all wasn't gonna have to see me or somethin
(you're not leavin, you're not leavin)
Houston, Texas, I'm here now (you're not leavin, you're not leavin)
Anybody gotta problem? (you're not leavin)
Speak now or forever hold your peace (you're not leavin)
I ain't think so yeah!

[Verse 4]
The feeling's great cause they pay me, I expect some hatred so daily
I'm sticking the middle finger up like the feeling's mutual baby
The franchise and they say that the future can't really trade me
In Houston, I'm number one like I'm in the place of McGrady
But keep on pacing it baby, the full truth has arrived
If they ask you about you nigga, you fin' to lie
They assk me about me and hear a truthful reply
They said they seem none better than me so hear the truth wit'cha eyes

[Verse 5]
Better go take over befo' it rains
Cause I'd hate to say that I told you mayne
I know, I know what you're gonna say... but have it your way
I know these haters is gonna hate
And I see that angry look on your face
Tell 'em Sound of Revenge is on the way... this isn't your day
Lookin for the truth, they ask me where have you been?
(Where have you been? Where have you been?)
Getting ready for these haters, I got somethin for them
(Somethin for them, somethin for them)
You're real quiet 'til you think you hear a sound in the wind
(Sound in the wind, sound in the wind)
You turn around cause you think you hear that sound once again
You hear that? (Yeah what's that?)
That's The Sound of Revenge [gunshots]

[Girl]
See, I told you
That's what happens when you get on his bad side
Ha ha ha
Chamillitary mayne!
And now, for The Sound of Revenge

<i>[Intro]</i>
This, is, the-the sound of revenge <i>[repeat 2X]</i>
You in the presence of the finest
Chamillitary mayne! This for the streets
Let's give 'em somethin they can bump (innnn the trunk)
At this point you should be turnin your speakers up
Turn your speakers up - Chamillionaire man!
Let it bump, it's a southern thing
Ha ha, Chamillitary mayne! (innnn the trunk)

<i>[Verse 1]</i>
I heard somebody say that the South ain't got no lyricists
Well 'bang bang' at the game like everyone down here is pissed
You lookin for the truth then look no further, here it is
Turn it up a notch so they can not say they not hearin this
They say Chamill is sick, click click, here's a clip
'Bang bang' at the rap game to make your spirits lift
And it seems to me the industry is all on Jigga's dick
Who? You, you, you, and you nigga - pick a click
Universal sent me to bring some realness to the industry
Got here, then I realized that ain't nobody real but me
Okay, a couple niggaz but none of 'em real as me
Tell your favorite rapper he should diss me if he disagree
My bad I'm actin like your favorite rapper isn't me
Tell your second favorite whose the best and show 'em a picture of me
He'd have to take me out to prove that he's as sick as me
So me verse me, the only battle that y'all gonna get to see
I'm plainly sayin what I'm sayin to make these haters mad
Perpetratin hatin ass, see me ridin candy slab
Disbelieve his ass, how many vehicles can he have?
I be losin count myself and I ain't even that bad at math
That's how we do it in Texas, poppin trunk and grippin wood
We reply to threats (how?) Nigga, I wish you would
You can keep on talking, but that's only if you could
Gotta turn my speakers up, can you hear 'em now? (No) Good!

<i>[Chorus]</i>
Ain't runnin from a thang, cause I ain't never been a punk
Drama ain't a thang, cause I can bring it if they want
I'ma let it bang, so they can feel it in the (innnn the trunk)
You bout it wit'cha game, decide your rep and throw it up
What you tryin to drank, cause I'ma bout to get you drunk
Keep it pimpin mayne, so they can feel it in the (innnn the trunk)

<i>[Verse 2]</i>
This for the street niggaz knowin they gotta pee in a cup
Know your peace officer tossin ya when he see the results
This for the G's, hate is what you see in the scope
Gauge gonna get sprayed like it's Raid when you see him approach
Tell you ahead of time, solo I can handle mine
You ain't too smart but play the part like you a pantomime
But you don't have a nine, I'll show you I hammer mine
Time to make you do the Running Man like it's Hammer Time
Shout out to the west and all my gangstas pack heat up
Actin up and pack enough heat to make you back it up
The hoes back it up, soon as they hear the back of the trunk
Now I'ma stock like New York slang (What you mean?) That's what;s up
Money stack it up when they feel they have enough
Get the chips and add 'em up, then she givin that to us
Don't put all that in cuffs, treat your money like a slut
Niggaz better share, hell yeah, cause I just wanna cut
A hater gettin cut, someone gon' get hurt (hurt)
Especially if you met me and was disrespect turf (turf)
(Houston, Texas) I'm the worst, ice looking like sherbert
Bouncin off my chest, you're starin at it like a pervert
Mixtape god, don't hate me, go to church first (why?)
Might as well since all the rappers wearin church shirts
Better think ahead of time, call yourself a nurse (nurse!)
Diss me in your second and you won't get to finish your third verse

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Verse 3]</i>
You in the presence of the finest
The game is full of fakes, all these rappin niggaz front (front)
_Controversy Sells_, the industry givin 'em what they want (want)
See he ain't gangsta as he say, that's why they dress 'em up
Get a vest, a plastic gun and go pull a publicity stunt
Hoe act like she slow, don't know that I'm rich
And ignore the handles missing from the do's of my whip
But then she saw me on TV and told me pause for a flick
(What you tell her?) You can "106 & Park" on my dick (on my dick)
Can't speak about Texas and not mention me
Cause the world gon' have to see the truth come out eventually
I'll rip any gimmick rapper out from A to Z
934-829 to the 2 if you still disagree
We never marry a hoe, what I'ma marry you fo'
I'm too busy tearin my shows up and getting married to dough (dough)
Grave dig a nigga, (Whatchu mean?) I bury a flow
Run, go get your city, come back and then I'ma bury your area code

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Whistle]</i>

<i>[Chamillionaire:]</i>
Yeah!
It's the name they say is running the game
Chamilitary Mayne

<i>[Lil' Flip:]</i> Flip in the building!

<i>[Chamillionaire:]</i>
Go ahead and hand over the torch
Super producer Scott Storch
And of course

<i>[Chorus: Chamillionaire]</i>
I'ma show you how to get your shine on (shine on)
Turn it up the DJ playing my song (my song)
Everybody keep on calling my phone (my phone)
Which one of y'all am I gone take home (take home)
I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk (club crunk)
Give 'em something thats goin' rattle that trunk (that trunk)
Tip ya cups up until ya get drunk (get drunk)
Tell the DJ to play it loud and turn the beat up..

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
Give me that million dollar beat and let me show you what to do with it
(Who that is??) That's the illest rapper choppin' and screwin' it
Couldnt snatch the game that's what they told me, so I'm provin it
Put the truth in Texas with Scott Storch and you got you a hit
Hittin never miss rep yo click and throw 'em high
Because Chamillionaire's the anwser to the game like Allen I
Middle fingaz to the sky, if they don't like that reply
Cause any DJ that deny is a mother fu errrwwwee lie
So give the ladies what that want
Got 'em racin' to the front of the stage
to feel the bass and tell the DJ turn it up (Turn it Up)
Yeaah Sound of Revenge saying Universal to go get my plaque
Rappin's dead so I'ma bring it back, like DJ's do when they hear my track
Check out my track record, they'll say I'ma track wrecka
Hotter than a black pepper now that I am back nigggga (He's Baaack)
You can't get mad if you feel that you and cap fit ya
Drop the biggest stat's ever so don't let that bbback hit ya

<i>[Chorus: Chamillionaire]</i>
I'ma show you how to get your shine on (shine on)
Turn it up the DJ playing my song (my song)
Everybody keep on calling my phone (my phone)
Which one of y'all am I gone take home (take home)
I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk (club crunk)
Give 'em something thats goin' rattle that trunk (that trunk)
Tip ya cups up until ya get drunk (get drunk)
Tell the DJ to play it loud and turn the beat up..

<i>[Lil' Flip]</i>
When it's time to hit the club I let my chain hang
If they got clovers on they neck we in the same gang
I'm 20 deep in V.I.P. puffin' Mary Jane
Splinters still in my hand from my woodgrain
I got homies on the West who like to gangbang
And I got homies on the East who do the same thang
I told Johhny put 50 in my pankyrang
5 karot diamond chain vvs is in it mayne
You know I rep the dirty dirty where they move cane
You know we mix purple stuff in that blue drank
Hipnotic, Big Bodies with Blue paint
We got that oomp spray, but it still stank
You a lame so yo dame playin mind games
Ima pimp so I stay in that mindframe
Niggaz talk shit untill I let that nine bang
Me and Duke in that maybach switchin lanes

<i>[Chorus: Chamillionaire]</i>
I'ma show you how to get your shine on (shine on)
Turn it up the DJ playing my song (my song)
Everybody keep on calling my phone (my phone)
Which one of y'all am I gone take home (take home)
I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk (club crunk)
Give 'em something thats goin' rattle that trunk (that trunk)
Tip ya cups up until ya get drunk (get drunk)
Tell the DJ to play it loud and turn the beat up..

<i>[Bridge: Chamillionaire]</i>
Heaaded to the baar (I'm headed to the baar)
You know I'm V.I.P. (You know I'm vipee)
And since you rollin' with a star (You rollin with a staar)
You V.I.P. with mee (Chamillitary heey heey)

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
Chamillitary the biggest threat to any of these rapper thinkin' they doin it
(Who That Is??) That's dem boyz from Texas that always do it big
Multi-colored diamonds got us shining They say our jewerly sick
Houston got a problem and you don't want nuthin to do wit it (Do you kid?)
I ain't think so I'm tippin slow
Wen my trunk is liftin' up look at the neons as they glow
Groupies never givin' up they be everywhere I go
When that elevator go up to my suite they there fo sho
Told me that she didnt care about my money Wasnt hearin it
Looks can be deceving as Chamillion paint apperances
You know how we do it at home of Screw and purple syrup is
She got turned out quicker than my power steering did

<i>[Chorus: Chamillionaire]</i>
I'ma show you how to get your shine on (shine on)
Turn it up the DJ playing my song (my song)
Everybody keep on calling my phone (my phone)
Which one of y'all am I gone take home (take home)
I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk (club crunk)
Give 'em something thats goin' rattle that trunk (that trunk)
Tip ya cups up until ya get drunk (get drunk)
Tell the DJ to play it loud and turn the beat up..

[Chorus] They see me rollin They hatin Patrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty My music so loud I'm swangin They hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty [Verse 1 - Chamillionaire] Police think they can see me lean I'm tint so it ain't easy to be seen When you see me ride by they can see the glean And my shine on the deck and the TV screen Ride with a nooche, she like hold up Next to the playstation controller is a full clip and my pistola Turn a jacker into a coma Girl you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone Just tryin to bone ain't tryin to have no babies Rock clean itself so I pull in ladies Laws of patrolling you know they hate me Music turned all the way up until the maximum I can speak for some niggas tryin to jack for some But we packin somethin that we have and um will have a nigga locked up in the maximum Security cell, I'm grippin oak Music loud and tippin slow Twist and twistin like hit this dough Pull up from behind and is in his throat Windows down gotta stop pollution CDs change niggas like who is that producing? This the Play-N-Skillz when we out and cruisin Got warrants in every city except Houston but I'm still ain't losin [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Krayzie Bone] I been drinkin and smokin holdin shit cause a brother can't focus I gotta get to home 'fore the po po's scope this big ol Excursion swerving all up in the curve man Nigga been sippin on that Hennessey and the gin again is in again we in the wind Doin a hundred while I come from the block And rollin another one up, we livin like we ain't givin a fuck I got a revolver in my right hand, 40 oz on my lap freezing my balls Roll a nigga tree, green leaves and all Comin up pretty deep, me and my do-jo I gotta get back to backstreets Wanted by the six pound and I got heat glock glock shots to the block we creep creep Pop Pop hope cops don't see me, on a low key With no regards for the law we dodge em like fuck em all But I won't get caught up and brought up on charges for none of y'all Keep a gun in car, and a blunt to spark, but well if you want, nigga you poppin dark Ready or not we bust shots off in the air Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Chamillionaire] Do what you thinkin so, I tried to let you go Turn up a blink of light and I swang it slower A nigga upset for sure cause they think they know that they catchin me with plenty of the drinkin drough So they get behind me tryin to check my tags, look at my rearview and they smilin Thinkin they'll catch me on the wrong well keep tryin Cause they denyin is racial profiling Houston, TX you can check my tags Pull me over try to check my slab Glove compartment gotta get my cash Cause the crooked cops try to come up fast And been a baller that I am I talk to them, giving a damn bout not feeling my attitude When they realize I ain't even ridin dirty bet you'll be leavin with an even madder mood I'mma laugh at you then I'mma have to cruise I'm in number two on some more DJ Screw You can't arrest me plus you can't sue This a message to the laws tellin them WE HATE YOU I can't be toss or tell em that they shoulda known Tippin down sittin crooked on my chrome Bookin my phone tryin to find a chick I wanna bone Like they couldn't stop me I'mma bout to pull up at your home and it's on [Chorus 2x]

<i>[Intro]</i>
Gun cocking, shots fired.

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
The sound of revenge, haha.
Woo, tell em what it is mayne (tell em what it is).

<i>[Pastor Troy]</i>
Welcome to the New World Order.
Atlanta, Georgia.

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
Houston, Texas, he already know.

<i>[Pastor Troy]</i>
The south is takin over.

<i>[Chorus x2 - Chamillionaire]</i>
Just look over your shoulder (shoulder)
Let me see who just showed up (showed up)
It's the southern takeover (its over)
You betta tell em I got dreams to stand on top, try and stop (pop pop pop)

<i>[Killer Mike]</i>
It's the mister fo fifth told em
Cookin coke with baking soda
Dub roller, pro smoker
Wood gripper, pistol whipper.
Muck a nigga if he figure
F**kin with my figures.
Makes him richer, he should know.
Instead, it'll make him better than a money f**kin with my money.
Get yo money stacked right outta sunday school
On a bright and sunny sunday.
This ain't funny.
I ain't jokin bout my coke and package come up shorter.
Might kidnap yo wife and daughter.
Bury them down deep in Georgia.
No D.A.s a f**kin lawyer prosecutin witnesses.
We excutin, start the shootin, start the lukin,
Start the violence, start a riot.
Get this motherfucker crunker, crunk as you can get it.
Pass that dro, I'm a hit it.
Outta line, we gon spit it,
spit it vivid, cause i live it.
You don't walk it, you just talk it.
Pistol totin, and a loadin.
That's how smokin got this dope
And i aint hopin, steady slangin
Right on yo trappa block.
Take your track, set up shop.
Try and stop (pop pop pop).

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
Hey hey, this ain't about an image.
This ain't about a gimmick.
P**sys stand to the side.
Now the game got a menace.
I damn seen a city that I think is not the realest.
We bummin on his ass.
He ain't finishin his sentence.
I only got a minute.
I feelin about a digit.
You lookin at a nigga like I ain't about to get it.
I'm lookin at the money like I ain't about to finish.
You need to mind your business.
If you ain't about your business.
I'm a H-town soldier.
I'm a come with the trunk up yeah I'm a gon remind ya.
If you ain't gettin it you shoulda told ya father.
Nigga chamillionaire never show no problems.
You don't want no problem (problem).
Get em g'ed shoulda let the fo fo remind em.
Ya you tip on the ride em.
I be ridin fo fos on the door beside em.
6' 6" tall lookin like he a center.
10 tatoos lookin like he a killa.
Skinny ass niggas don't fight with a nigga.
Pull out a billfold, put a price on a nigga.
I have this camp fo put a knife in a nigga.
From the car to his pocket then right in your liver.
Was a big boy that put a slice in the middle.
Ya head fast think you hold a mike with the killa.
Don't mess with the south homie, thats a dream,
Hallucinate or imagining so.
Double XL with the gats I mean,
Keep somethin ready to blow in the magazine.
And you know that southern cash is mean.
Franklins frown for me when I stash my cream.
Pull up in candy paint that match my green.
Killer, Pastor, and Koopa are the master machine.

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Pastor Troy]</i>
Y'all know me, it's PT.
Well I hunt and all of that,
Black on black, with black tip.
I can't help but represent.
I'm not content, I want more.
Who the f**k you take me for?
Studio rappers not the fortay.
I drop my top and bust my AK.
No mo play, nigga NGA.
Yeah, that's a classic.
Ridin in the classic.
Tote a mill, and I blast em.
Send em to the casket.
Send em to the morgue.
Slap me a nigga cause i'm motherf**kin bored.
Chamillionaire, I camoflouge in my surrounding.
Get my desert E's and get to motherf**kin poundin.
Up and down the streets,
Throwin heat, out the driver's seat,
Ridin to the beat,
Tell them nigga just lay weak.

<i>[Chorus x2]</i>

<i>[Chamillionaire + (Female)]</i>
This for the streets (Nah this for the radio) <i>[3X]</i>
Well it's for radio then just keep it street (Well go on do it then!)

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
Nah that ain't a problem at all my man
Got a lot of rubber bands, time to count up all my grands
Well go on do it then - put a ninth caller in
Now we got a lot of jams, we gon' play a lot of Cham
Well go on do it then - she can say she is not a fan
Tell me she ain't got a man, plus she got a lot of damn!
.. And she love how the Impala can
change a bunch of colors like you lookin at a hologram
.. She wanna ride off on 24's
Butterfly do's raise up, she feelin so..
special and she like my music better slow
Tell me that I'm fin' to blow, I reply to her "I know!"

<i>[Chorus: Chamillionaire]</i>
So let me break it down and do somethin I know the ladies can feel
She say she's lovin my style
Turn on the radio and you probably hearin nothin but the
Chamillitary mayne
We interruptin this sound just to let you hear a message from me
I'm representin the South
And know how we get down, know we gotta keep it gutter and street
(Go on do it then!)

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
I got a white girl, I call her Shady/Aftermath
Cause she love a rapper, see a nigga she gonna snatch him fast
Fine and you can't say that she don't have an ass
Plus her eyes green enough to even up and match my cash
Hispanic college girl that love to dance right after class
Pray the way she back that ass up her class she has to pass
The others bad and black, take her to the bachelor pad
Crib big yo, her man's crib is less than half of that

<i>[Hook: Chamillionaire]</i>
Call up the DJ's on your radio
They'll say Chamillionaire got a crazy flow
My radio station doesn't play it though
Say he gotta make somethin for the ladies so

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
Relax boy, lax boy, revenge is the sound
I've made it here, America gon' have to feel me now
Hear that bass come rumblin, boys see me actin up
Also see that fast pyoom pyoom when I pass him up
Turn it up, tell the listeners to listen here
Listenin here the sickest rapper in the Southern hempisphere
Yeah, keep it gutter, suckers missin in the picture yeah
We erased them from the game, commercial rappers disappear

<i>[Hook]</i>

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Female]</i>
Now they know the name that's running the game
Them boyz down in Houston that got the streets on lock
But just incase they slow and don't know
Somebody tell em the name
Chamillitary mayne
Ha ha
You got a problem? Then let it be known
You got something you wanna get off your chest
Give us a call, we're taking requests
Gon do it then

Let's get 'em Happy
Go!

<i>[Chorus]</i>
Y'all ain't about nothing
Y'all ain't about nothing
Y'all frontin, y'all frontin, y'all frontin, y'all frontin
Y'all niggaz just hate, Y'all niggaz just hate
Y'all fake, Y'all fake, Y'all fake, Y'all fake
You ain't finna do nothing, you ain't finna do nothing
Y'all frontin, y'all frontin, y'all frontin, y'all frontin
Introducing to you now is the kid they love to hate
But when you saying what you saying
You just say it to my face

<i>[Verse 1]</i>
Yeah you see him? (Yeah)
You see him bow beat him down lean him down (lean him)
Your breathing sound like you now layin down sleepin
You be surrounded or found on the ground beaten
You see him how he look now and he ain't found a reason
My reason is that they won't have to persuade
Me to have the courage to walk right up and say it to your face
A faker never know he fake
A hater never admit he hate
By the time they figure it out is probably gon be too late (yeah)
Grinning up your face is like you tryin to let me know
That you ain't really happy how how I'm getting all this dough
Let the truth be told tell me is your friend a foe
Better make it clear or get mistaken for a hoe (Yeah)
And then you take him to the floor
I can't ignore it if you're talking
But I hope that what you talking ain't about running up or robbing
Walk around like everybody is the enemy just for precaution (just for precaution)
I get no surprised and have to see an early coffin

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Verse 2]</i>
And what you smokin'. your brain clouded yet the pine got your mind polluted
You got some smarts in your mind hey it's time use it
Your friends arrive talkin down on the loud music
Them niggaz's lying plus them concept is gettin included
How could they tell you, you was built to last
You built like a boxing bag, put a whoopin on that ass
See us approachin that set in motion in that hour glass
Wrong words are built too fast, find your exit and dash
Lookin for crabs in a bucket tryin criticize me (me)
But they do it around them niggaz don't say it around me (me)
And if they do us opposite how they feel about me (me)
Turn my back and they relax and talk that lip behind me
I see you a busta and I'mma bust ya in your lip
Put some lipstick in my fist, throwin you a kiss
Since I see that you a sucker, suck a gasoline dick
Put it right up to your lip, put a lighter to the tip (boom!)

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Verse 3]</i>
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Act like you know I'm from the south
We ain't playin, what you sayin?
I can't hear you when you talk
What you want? (What you want?)
What you sayin out your mouth?
We ain't playin, what you sayin?
I can't hear you when you talk
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Act like you know I'm from the south
We ain't playin, what you sayin?
I can't hear you when you talk
What you want? (What you want?)
What you sayin out your mouth?
We ain't playin, what you sayin?
I can't hear you when you talk

<i>[Chorus]</i>

[Talking]
Ha-ha yeah, it's yours truly Houston's own
Chamillionaire holding it down, for the playa that don't believe
In love at first sight, but the playa that believes that he
Can get love on the first night, that's right
So before I get to discussing, what type of eye candy I need
What type of visual stimulation, she needs to be able to achieve
There's something special bout ya, that ain't hard to see

[Hook]
Grown and sexy from your head, down to your toes you know you're fine
Got that perfect face a perfect shape, and perfect smile (a perfect smile)
But soon as you turned around, it's something that I realized yeah
You look better from behind, you look better from behind, grown and sexy

[Chamillionaire]
From the moment you flashed your teeth, I knew that we had to meet
Your face was the Mona Lisa, your ass was a masterpiece
Asked ya if you was married, and that's when you answered no
I asked if you had a nigga, and that's when you said fa sho
So I didn't care, as you walked away I was stare
At your bottom in apple bottoms, your waist was shaped like a pare
Really round at the bottom, a little thin up there
So instead of letting ya leave, I pursued ya just like the playa
That I am and damn, couldn't help but to help myself
To a helping because I smelled some perfume, that can make me melt
And you shoulda seen my demeanor, I had to control myself
Approaching you from the rear, as I tapped you right on your belt
And you tried to look surprised, like you didn't know I was behind ya
But I could tell by your smile, you was waiting on me to find ya
Mess with my thought a bit, and tried to play hard to get
You don't wanna look like you're freaky, pretend like it's hard to hit

[Hook]

[Chamillionaire]
Let's give a toast, to the ladies that look better up close
That look better by the behind, and better when you approach
You try your best to get up close, until you smelling the soap
Lovely ladies from coast to coast, get in bed and she dope
Not a eight and not a nine, grade you more than just a dime
Bentley steering wheel body, cause you look better from behind
Grip around your waist turn it, like I'm just trying to get a better view
Cause God must of been working hard, when he assembled you
I'm trying to test drive, your rear and your shape
And I'm power steering your waist, and I see your rear is in shake
If you thought I couldn't handle it, then you're really mistaken
No one here to keep you near, then you're here for the taking
I'm still waiting, for you to give me one good reason
Why you couldn't leave and be speeding, off in some good breezing
You'll never spend another boring night, in some hood freezing
But posted up by standing water, during some good season

[Hook]

[Chamillionaire]
Had to tell you, that I'm really feeling your style
Saw you walking by, and couldn't let you pass
Gotta tell ya, that I'm really feeling your smile
But even better, is the beauty of your ass
Staring right, into the beauty of your profile
There's something, that I gotta ask
Can you let me, let me
Let me, view your beauty from the back

[Hook]

<i>[Chorus: Natalie:]</i>
I want to know who you are but you seem very nice
So will you talk to me?
Shall I tell you a story? Shall I tell you a treat?
They think I'm crazy, They don't understand how I feel

<i>[Verse 1: Chamillionaire]</i>
See, it started off as just a simple conversation I gave her
The name of my record company, (Oh you're a singer)
I said my name's Chamillionaire and I'm a rap entertainer
(Oh you that guy they talking bout when they be whispering, ain't cha
Bring your name up when they talking and say money will change ya
I heard a lot about how you can't deal with your anger
Heard the rumors how your always in trouble or danger
Not gotta judge you if it's true, there's no need to explain sir
You do have a right to be, you seem like your nice to me
I'm bout to order me another drink, yeah would you like a seat?)
I tell the bartender same Hennesey on ice for me
Her drink starts emptying while she's spilling out her life to me
Telling me about her goals and how successful she would like to be
And invite me to a session of her life and she
Seems so damn innocent but something isn't right to me
She pulls out her picture phone "I got pictures, would you like to see?"
I'm thinking she gotta be friendly as hell
Giving a soul to me, it's like an identity sell
We never met is the story that my memory tells
Telling me tales like she doesn't handle Hennesey well
Getting into it, getting intimate and into details
See, I just met you and you showing me your kids
"Who said I had any kids? I didn't bring up no kids"
Then who's in this picture, "Man, let you show you just who it is"

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Verse 2: Chamillionaire]</i>
Umm, I don't remember her name but she look like an angel
She wasn't from here, I knew she didn't hang a
Round this part of the hood but hey the story gets stranger
Cause this stranger was stranger than I could explain you see
She said she wasn't married but the ring on her finger
Told me she was lying and using the same uhh
Game I use on women so I couldn't even blame her
Spitting the game I spit to 'em when I'm trying to bang her
(I bump into this guy, he told me that he used to know you
He told me about the loyalty and love he used to show you
He said what he said with a passion like it was so true
Wouldn't take advantage of the fact that the listeners didn't really know you)
There's pictures in my pocketbook, almost got it, I'll show you
She digs in her purse and while she fumbles around
I find that photo, I'm like "Oh no there's some trouble in town"
I turn around as these two officers is coming in now
They walk in real suspicious and come and sit down
So close, I can see they barrels of the guns to the ground
So close that they can listen to either one of us now
We turn back around and she says no need for whispering
Then she tells me that (I don't really give a damn whose listening
Try to make it last a long time was my mission
And he kept on tripping and then I got pissed at him
Hit 'em with my fist and my punches were never missing him)

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Verse 3: Chamillionaire]</i>
Okay, let's get this straight, your man cheated on you and now
You talking to a perfect stranger like it's making you proud
And the rest of this conversation she just telling me how
It wasn't her boyfriend in the pic but a familiar smile
She said (pictures can be deceiving like she knew he was foul
Look closer, you'll see a coward who uses his smile as power
Fleeing the smoke strength, couldn't stand it another hour
So she did what she did then she went to go take a shower)
Damn what do you mean? ( couldn't tell you that I missing him)
I don't understand what your saying, how did you get rid of him?
She dissing him, as I ask her what it is she did to him
She stops, Ay keep talking I'm listening
(I don't wanna tell about the images I'm picturing)
Henny spilling then she tell me (For real and
I got the feeling of what I'm feeling is that I wanted to kill him)
Something's wrong here and I know just who is the villian
Her voice was getting louder, the moral is getting clearer
The officers is looking at us and I can tell they can hear her
Told me (It was protection, Reached for it in the stash)
The plastic is what she grabbed and she put it right on his ass
Bust it before the blast, she thought she was free at last
Baby I think you crazy, Sorry I'm pressing for time
I gotta go grind, time's been interesting
Now I'm sweating and stressing, this girl's got me guessing
That this conversation is some type of evil confession
She pulls a clearer picture, it's my damn ex-best friend
How you know him? She told me she was with him at his house
Watching movies on Sundays when they be chilling
And that's exactly the day that the hospital came to get him
The feeling was the worst feeling that she could possibly be feeling
Stood up and then I yelled out "Why in the hell did you kill him?"
I didn't kill him, I have AIDS, he had sex with 'em and that's crazy

Well Billy rapped all night about his suicide
Said he'd kick it in the head when he was 25
Speed jive, don't want to stay alive when you're 25
And Wendy's stealing clothes from Marks and Sparks
And Freddie's got spots from ripping off the stars from his face
Funky little boat race

The television man is crazy
Saying we're juvenile delinquent wrecks
Oh man, I need TV when I got T.Rex?
Oh brother, you guessed, I'm a dude now

All the young dudes, carry the news
Boogaloo dudes, carry the news
All the young dudes, carry the news
Boogaloo dudes, carry the news

Billy's looking sweet 'cos he dresses like a queen
But he can kick like a mule, it's a real mean team
But we can love, oh yes, we can love
And my father's back at home with his Beatles and his Stones
He never got it off with that revolution stuff
What a drag, too many snags

Well I drunk a lot of wine and I'm feeling fine
I gotta raise some cat to bed
Oh man, is that concrete all around or is it in my head?
Brother, I'm a dude now

All the young dudes, carry the news
Boogaloo dudes, carry the news
All the young dudes, carry the news
Boogaloo dudes, carry the news

All the young dudes, carry the news
Boogaloo dudes, carry the news
All the young dudes, carry the news
Boogaloo dudes, carry the news
All the young dudes, carry the news
Boogaloo dudes, carry the news

<i>[Intro]</i>
My life is real baby, you peeping me take a picture
You peeping me take a picture, (you should take a photograph) - <i>[2x]</i>

<i>[Bun B]</i>
Catch me today, with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a throwback
(You see it's real, they be like look at that
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph)

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
Introducing the truest voice of the South, it's who else but me fool
Don't let all that foolishness they feed you, on T.V. mislead you
Don't let all the magazines, and them papers out there deceive you
The cups that be used to sip, but Caucasian kinda like my tee do
You see that hand be glistening, you see the Sedans we flipping
The hundreds of grands we getting, these units of scans we shipping
You see that Caddy tipping, them thangs on that Caddy twisting
That paint and that candy dripping, that drank and that can is missing
That ain't a Cola, though dry and you feeling sober
Boys trying to switch it over, apply it up in a soda
Home of the Houston hustlers, who grinding and hit the quota
Who fire and hit the doja, you high when you sniff the odor
Told ya you gotta have, a foreign or buy your slab
Afford it then buy it that's, important without it now
You ain't gotta take college class, to see that we bout our cash
You not if you gotta ask, let's take a pic by the slab hol' up

<i>[Hook]</i>
You see my slab, you see my candy slab
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
You see my chick, you see my chick is bad
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
You see it's real, they be like look at that
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
Photograph, ph-ph-ph-photograph-photograph
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
When I'm tipping they'll probably watch me, the cops'll be paparazzi
And try to patrol my posse, we shining and glowing glossy
The jealous will try to top me, we keep it too real to copy
What I'm listening to ain't a floppy, that disc gon be Screwed and Chop-pied
All the ballers will ride to this, deposit deposit slips
Buy the car and apply the fifth, raise the trunk an entire lift
Use to go to that Kappa, but Kappa ain't been as crunk
So I'm popping up at Daytona, on chrome and I'm popping trunk
Jamming that "Ridin' Dirty", while riding beside the laws
And they staring over at me, trying to scare me like I'ma pause
Tell 'em naw they know I'ma crawl, all day in the robber cause
I'm trying to go wash the ride, till them tires have whiter walls
You peeping him take a picture, that chrome and that paint official
You smoking then take a swisha, there's plenty just take 'em wit ya
You chilling you ain't a sipper, then I'ma be hanging wit ya
Take a hold of the grain and grip a, handful and smile for the pictures nigga

<i>[Hook]</i>

<i>[Bun B]</i>
You see the bling up on my bracelet, and the shine on my chest
Syrup in my styrofoam, it's sweet with doja no cess
You done put it down with the rest, time to roll with the best
Cause when you ride with the original, you ain't gotta guess
I'm the connection that you need, when they say it's a drought
Cause it's not really a drought, them other niggaz just out
And I'm the plug you gotta have, when they say the river's dry
Cause it's not really dry, they just ran out of supply
I'm too fly for the clouds, too down for the green grass
Better wear tinted lenses, if you look at my clean ass
Catch me today, with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a throwback
Candy still dripping, 4's is still tipping
Wood grain grass, steering wheel I'm still gripping
Repping for P.A.T., the West and the East
And I'm repping for Pimp C, till he get back on the streets it never cease

<i>[Hook]</i>

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
My life is real baby, ain't just a song (ain't just a song)
Gripping that wood wheel baby, and riding chrome (I'm riding chrome)
This is for the real playas, that get that do' (that get that do')
Tell me how it feel baby, to see I'm-I'm riding candy and chrome

<i>[Bun B]</i>
Catch me today, with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a throwback - <i>[2x]</i>

<i>[talking]</i>
Know I'm saying, gripping wood
Riding through the hood, and feeling good
Just like we say down in Texas, it's already
You staring at me so hard
You need to go on, do yourself a favor playa
And take a motherfucking picture

<i>[Chorus: Chamillionaire]</i>
F what you heard me, See me in person
You know I'm fly <i>[3X]</i>
Even your girlfriends and all her girlfriends
You know I'm fly <i>[3X]</i>
Keep it dirty, dirty you heard me
You know I'm fly <i>[2X]</i>
You know I'm fly as the sky
Fly like a birdy <i>[2X]</i>
Fly like a

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
Yellow band, excuse me Cham, please give me the time again
Diamonds so large, the minute hand ain't got no time for them
Damn! How you susposed to see the time when them
M&M-sized diamonds lay right beside the hand
Chamilll, Rasaq, & Lil Wayne make a nigga feel ashamed
Trying to hide the bling in the middle of your little chain
In the drain, down it go, say they love the sound of those
Chamilltary boys, We the illest boys around here hoe
Flyer than a bird yes but your correct if your guess
Is that the eagle gonna hurt when aiming at your bird chest
Pow! Forget your feelings, I could care less
Leave you where I leave you, you can see ya in the turbulence
Girl do yourself a favor and don't say I have to pay ya
Give a favor to a playa and just pass it to my neighbor
And when your finished could you tell your friend to flavor
Cause the king ain't gonna savor, just gonna save that ass for later

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Rasaq]</i>
Mayne I'm fly as a plane, Me and Lil Wayne
Spitting game, get your girl weezy like his name
We don't have to say a thing cause the chain can explain
First they look at the piece then they look at the rang
I'm fly as a pelican, Ice on my skeleton
On a sunday morning, I stay sharper than a reverend
Candy on my doors, looking something like gelatin
Syrup in my cup but I ain't talking about medicine
I'm cold as an eskimo, throwed from my head to toe
The white tee fresh but it starts in my denims though
Yeah and if I pull down my fly, I could piss on the sky
Cause nigga I'm that high
I pulled up in heaven up in the candy painted ride
And I gave jesus five and I'm still alive
Even though I know them haters wish I would die
Even in they day dreams, i'ma still stay fly boy

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Lil Wayne]</i>
They call me Birdman Junior, I'm flyer than the rest
I'm trying to get a couple cool pigeons to the nest
And if you look at how the jewels glisten on my chest
Then you will be impressed and yes that's VS
Fly boy to death, I used to only fly
First class on every plane til I bought a jet
I'm on the runway, let down the steps
Open the phantom door and light up the cess
I smoke the best, Chamillion come get me
From University of Houston after I pass my test
Swisha laced wit syrup, it'll come your nerves
So boy I'm so high, I could palm the world
Yeah and I'm strapped for the turbulence
Pow! Now you up here with me in a cloud (Chea)
They call me Weezy Baby, the son of a stunner
Bitch I'm flyer than a motherfucker, ya know

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Chamillionaire - Verse 4:]</i>
Poster child to the pop trunk, I pop it up and let it bang
I'm show ya how to rep the city, correctly run the game
Grip tightly on the grain, turn it left and we call it swang
Let me show ya how to make the baddest ladies scream your name
I'll put that boy J Junior in the future in a body bag
I'm trying to quote that bad body like a boxing bag
Trying to get below the belt and beat it like a boxing jab
Hit it then I quit it like I dropped out of a boxing class
Know how we doing it, we been chopped and screwing it
Coming to get that number one spot you got like Ludacris
Know he acting groupie-ish taking a sip out Luda's Cris
We buy our own bottles, grab one and put it to your lips
Hating on your hood, throw your hood up, put it in his face
Repping Texas, got that real estate down in that realest state
Didn't need a bigger place, didn't need a bigger face
On my watch but forgot and went a got them both a place
Fix ya face

<i>[Hook]</i>
When I look back at my life, I realize-realize something ain't right
I'm missing you Lord, in my life make it right
I got something to decide, just wanna make-wanna make everything right
Cause there's a huge void, a huge void in my life make it right

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
I'm staring up at the Pope, it soak it up while he spoke it
Mesmerized and repeated, like he the author that wrote it
The broads are the ones I love, just don't wanna be the corporate
So waiting for death to approach this, take the time to say no sis
I don't hate ya, for having these little seeds
At 17, best believe they're a beautiful breeze
Of fresh air when their's nothing else, I usually need
Just a smile look at em now, hoping you just believe
And my broad been in place forever, I'm gone but I'm chasing cheddar
Been gone could of kept it going, with a poem or a basic letter
But naw I just hate to tell her, try hard but I didn't let her
The groupies get at your boy, but you're my Cinderella
Look girl we can make it better, but there's a gift and a curse
While you healing a nigga feelings, your's are usually hurt
It ain't amount of cash on Earth, to match what you really worth
Know your turf has been the church, that's where you put in work
And you put in overtime, because you know the sign
And most danger that I've been lately, rap is mo' than rhymes
But you still hold me down, I'ma do way mo' this time
Got some time that I need to manage, girl you know that's right
And that's speaken like a true deacon, cause even to see you sleeping
That comfortabally ain't enough for me, anything that you needing
I'll cease anything that squeaks, and cease any sink that leaks
Ain't nothing gon interrupt, your sleep deep into them sheets and peep

<i>[Hook]</i>

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
How your father call the police, have your mama put in the jail
When the arguments always started, and ended up in a cell
Hard to it was the thought of this, ring that you use to wear
As I darted out the apartment, and pawned it to get the bail
Argument after argument, drama wasn't hitting well
Target it ain't no harm in it, smart so I didn't tell
God that it was the hardest, yeah life was a living hell
Spent part of it steady dodging it, charging off in the trails
Father say he a Muslim, your mama say she a Christian
The Bible or the Koran, which one would you be picking
The cards are in your palm, ain't really no use in tripping
Be true to the one you choose, ain't really no use in switching
Yeah they gon have to be mad at us, choice is something I had to trust
Standing up when I had enough, for my blessings not adding up
Take too many things for granted, right after that metal gedal bust
Somebody's life is missing, that's when the spirit grabbing us

<i>[Hook]</i>

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
A religion is what you missing, someone tell me how can it
Make people panic, mention God and all the weak people vanish
Take God your woman and your family, even your own life for granted
Until you slanted on the planet, with your face in the granite
And I won't have it, I don't wanna see my coaching divided
So I decided to remind it, there's a choice and provide it
So put your ego to the side, soon as you standing beside it
Raise your right hand, and let the spirit know it's invited
Don't need to fight it, I just wanna make it right 'fore they bury me
Cause the truth is like therapy, plus my conscience is tearing me
Into pieces as deadly was dealt, was not even fair to me
To the soldiers that passed in the game, we missing you terribly
Thank my family especially, in my mind like telepathy
Staying humble's the recipe, keep my faith and he blessing me
I use the energy left in me, to make sure they respecting me
Walk the steps of my destiny, like I know he protecting me
I'm a leader, believe the people won't get to see less of me
No they won't see the death of me, or no police arresting me
I live life so successfully, and just show em the best of me
On another level mentally, this position was meant for me

<i>[Hook]</i>

Chamillitary mayne

Na na na na naaaa
Heyyyyyyyy
Na na na na naaaa
They said noooo when I told them thaaaaat
I find a way to get to the toooop (to the tooop)
They didn't knoooow that eventuallyyyy I'd be the ONE to worry about (worry aboouuut)
When someoooone would mention meeeee they always try to say I'mma floooop
But this the sound of reveeeeeennnge
The sound of reveeeennnge
The sound of reveeeennnge
The sound of reveeeennnge
Reveeeennnge

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
Yeah, on the path to find out whose true
the only person you can really trust is you
And if you, feel like you can't even trust you
You can always trust you know who
And if you don't know who you know who is
Then I feel so sorry for you
Cause that's really the only person that can judge
and critics people that wanna see you fail
and tell you what you can do, shouldn't do, must do
And when you got that glow
Nobody's else words can really bugs you
Haha
Revenge has always been looked upon as a sin
and sometimes you just feel like you have to sin to win
Sometmes it sound like (gun shot), It's what it coulda been
And when you get to the gates of heaven they probably wouldn't let you in
Haha
But to change that meaning of it success is what it is in the end
and instead of worrying about what it should of, could of, or would it been
You turn you head towards the future and keep it moviiin, knowwhatI'm sayin?
(Well say it again)
Keep it moviiiin, knowwhatI'm sayin?
Screw it then
KnooowwhatI'm sayiiiin?

If you waitiiiiin for me to faiiiil
Your time is running out on the clock (on the gloooock)
I'm runniiiiiiin to the finish yeeeeeaaahh
when I get there I ain't gonna stooooooop (gonna stoooop)
Success iiiiiiisssss what I couldn't haaaavve
but now I tell them look what I goooooott
This the sound of reveeeeeennnnge
The sound of reveeeeennnnnge
The sound of reveeeeeeennnnnnge
The sound of reveeeeennnnnge reveeeennnnge
Na na na na naaaa
Heeeeyyyyyyy
Na na na na naaaa
Na na na na naaaa
Heeeeyyyyyyy
Na na na na naaaa

Ladies and gentlemen!
Ciara He said
'Hi, my name is so and so
Baby can you tell me yours?
You look like you came to do
One thing (Set it off)'
I started on the left
And I had to take him to the right
He was out of breath
But he kept on dancin' all night
You tryin, admit it
But you just can fight the feelin inside
You know it
And I can see it in your eyes
You want me
You smooth as a mother
You're so undercover
By the way that you was watchin' me
Ooh! uh
The way you look at me I'm feelin' you, uh
I just can't help it
Tryin' to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don't let nothin' stop you
M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now
So get up!
I said 'Ciara's on you radio,
Everybody turn it up'
Spicy just like hot sauce
Careful, you might burn it up
You can do the pop lock
Ragtime, don't stop
That's the way you gotta get
Get it, make ya body rock
You tryin, admit it
But you just can beat the feelin inside
You know it
Cuz I can see it in your eyes
You want me
You smooth as a mother
You're so undercover
By the way that you was watchin' me
Ooh! uh
The way you look at me I'm feelin' you, uh
I just can't help it Tryin' to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don't let nothin' stop you
M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now
So get up!
Ooh, I love the way you vibe with me
Dance with me forever
We can have a good time, follow me
To the beat together
You and me, one on one
Breakin' it down
You can't walk away now
We got to turn this place out
It's the kid that stay ridin' big
The one the police tried to catch ridin' dirty
In the club before eleven o'clock
Like I'm tryin to catch it down kinda early
Look, ya thick her hair brown and curly
She love the way my ride shinin pearly
City boys say she fine a pretty
In the country boys say she fine and 'purrty'
My pockets thick as green, it's curvy
And the ladies know soon as they see my jewelry
If bein' fresh to death is a crime
I think it's time for me to see the jury
You know Chamillionaire stay on the grind
A hustla like me is hard to find
I ain't really impressed, yes
Unless it's about some dollar signs
Ain't really no need to call you fine
I know you be hearin' that all the time
I'm watchin' you do ya step, do ya step
Yep it's goin down
Ooh! uh
The way you look at me I'm feelin' you, uh
I just can't help it Tryin' to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don't let nothin' stop you
M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now
So get up!
Ooh! uh
The way you look at me I'm feelin' you, uh
I just can't help it Tryin' to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don't let nothin' stop you
M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now
So get up!
I got to have you baby
Uh, I feel it
I got to have you baby
I got to have you baby
Uh, I feel it
I got to have you baby

[Intro - Mannie Fresh (Chamillionaire)]
Ladies and gentlemen (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
The most beautiful girl in the world pagan (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Brought to you by (Yeah) (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Frankie J (Yeah) (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
(Chamillionaire) and Mannie F-f-f-f-fresh
(Hold up, let`s go)

[Chamillionaire]
My swagger`s like a dagger
I want it, I can have her
I pop off and I grab her like abracadabra
Body`s picture perfect like she`s shaking it for my camera
She introduce Frankie while he moving forward and catch her

[Frankie J]
Everybody knows when I step in the club (club)
Girls see me and they wanna show me love (love)
I got my chain on, with my shades on
Rocking designer shoes and a sold a million
So many girls, but there`s one that caught my eye (eye)
Pretty lady so fine she blew my mind
Oh why
`Cause she`s the one for me

[Chorus - Frankie J, Mannie Fresh]
I`ve been around the world
And seen so many girls
But none can compare
`Cause I can`t keep my eyes of that girl
She got a bill and a face like a supermodel
And a body built just like a coke bottle
But none can compare
`Cause I can`t keep my eyes of that girl
Shake it [6X] Snap
Shake it [5X] bring it back
But none can compare
`Cause I can`t keep my eyes of that girl

[Frankie J:]
I think she knows that I try to get at her
Imma go ahead and try to put in words
What`s your name, what`s your number, can I hit you up?
If you digging what I`m saying
Let me know what`s up
So baby let me know if I can take you home (take you home)
I just wanna be somewhere where we`re alone, alone
`Cause you`re the one for me

[Chorus - Frankie J, Mannie Fresh:]
I`ve been around the world (around the world)
And seen so many girls (so many girls)
But none can compare
`Cause I can`t keep my eyes of that girl
She got a bill and a face like a supermodel
And a body built just like a coke bottle
But none can compare
`Cause I can`t keep my eyes of that girl (none can compare, she`s that girl)
Shake it [6X] Snap
Shake it [5X] bring it back
But none can compare
`Cause I can`t keep my eyes of that girl

[Mannie Fresh says "Snap" in background]
Welcome to Miami
I`ve seen so many mammies
Of these girls I`ve seen
But none compare to you baby
I`ve been around the world and back
And never seen a girl like that
Now it`s clear to me that you`re that girl for me

[Chamillionaire:]
And then she looks at me
And then she says "if I ever had breakfast in bed"
Then I say "I`d rather have breakfast in Brazil in Stan"
Then she says "Stop playing, why you`re messing with my hair?"
Then I say "I`m not playing, I got a jet and we can check it"

So how you`re tryna find any chance of battery
Keep gone, she know she`ll be sweating, loosing calories
You can be the best "B" I bet you couldn`t handle me
With money on the bed and I can prove it on my salary

[Chorus - Frankie J, Mannie Fresh:]
She got a bill and a face like a supermodel
And a body built just like a coke bottle
But none can compare
`Cause I can`t keep my eyes of that girl
Shake it [6X] Snap
Come on, come on, come on, come on baby
Shake it [5X] bring it back
Come on, come on, come on, come on you`re so sexy
But none can compare
`Cause I can`t keep my eyes of that girl
Shake it [6X] Snap
The way your body moves
Shake it [5X] bring it back
I love your sexy attitude
But none can compare
`Cause I can`t keep my eyes of that girl

[Scratch]
That girl
[Scratch]
That girl
Shorty you`re some exiting to look at

(feat. Chamillionaire)

[Hook: Chamillionaire]
You know I stay stacking my cheddar, leaning back on the leather
With a ride or die chick, on my side
Nobody does it better, so somebody better tell ya
That you dealing, with a playa fo' life
I'm a playa fo' life, I'm a playa fo' life
I'm a playa fo' life, I'm a playa fo' life
You need a baller, I'm a baller your type
You need a playa, that's what I is fo' life

[Lil' Flip:]
24's on the coupe when I roll by, four guns on my lap when I roll high
Now I'm back in the trap with four fpies, three macks on my lap and a fo'-five
Mo'fuckers ain't know I could rap fast, mo'fuckers ain't know I could stack cash
Lil' mama right there she got a fat ass, but you know Clover Geez don't trick cash
Now let me slow it down, for all you Screw heads
Don't call me Flipper, it's Mr. I Can Do Dat
Fuck a lay-away, if I like it I buy it
And if it's purple haze, if I like it I try it
I'm doing 85, on 2-88
The music so loud, my phone on vibrate
I missed like twenty calls, and two of em my dogs
And you guessed it right, the rest of em broads

[Hook]

[Lil' Flip:]
Come with me and tour the globe, let me show you how it go
I'll take you out that Bebe, and put you in designer clothes
You'll be closing Phantom do's, and Dolce & Cabana clothes
The paparazzi waiting, when you stepping out that G4
G5 we fly, we high ah man
I bet your man, ain't never had a hundred grand
I be drunk every hour, I be high every minute
I be dodging the press, because my windows tinted
I'm a playa for real, diamonds lay on my grill
To get out my deal, I had to pay two mill
Now I'm happy as ever, laying back on my leather
The number one fly boy, on the back of my sweater

[Hook]

[Lil' Flip:]
Them chicks in Chi-Town, looking for a real playa
Them chicks in Las Vegas, they get that money out there
Them chicks in New York, cute but they talk rude
Them chicks in Paris France, now they know what to do
Them chicks in Berlin, they say they want a playa too
I got the chicks in the Lou, they hollin' what it do
Them Cali chicks, want a playa with that real do'
That's when I pull up in my drop, and let me grill show

[talking:]
Ay-ay come ride-come ride-come ride
Ay, Southside for life
Ain't nobody do it like me, aaay

[Hook]

[Verse 1]
Yeah, a lightning bolt strikes in the air, yeah, finally it's here
Cause y'all are the judge, the day of judgement finally is near
In your eye I see a tear, and it's remindin me of fear
Rap's been dead so long, so stop denyin what you feel
Dis payback for the fact that y'all ain't tryin to keep it real
Grim reaper that we call Revenge right beside ya in your ear
He's saying your time expired, time is finally due it's clear
Not sober mind is a weak mind and he's buyin you a beer - ha ha ha
Cheers... time for a toast (your heart's beatin, your heart's beatin)
To the haters that hate you the most (your heart's beatin)
And the friends that pretend to be your folks (your heart's beatin)
This is what revenge sounds like (your heart's beatin, your heart's beatin)
I hear your heart beatin, keep runnin your mouth, yeah

[Verse 2]
Your mouth runnin ahead of you, your mouth do what your legs should do
Let me walk to the edge with you, jump off of it, it
It sounds like your ready to, cause these rappers are terrible
And the game is unbearable but I'ma fix, fix
This feeling that's dead in you got your brains like a vegetable
Use the Pro Tools and tell em to edit it, it
Switch to somethin that's better fool, turn it up what you better do
When I'm bringing revenge to you it sounds like this, this, this
Somebody call the doctor (you're not breathin, you're not breathin)
They ain't gonna be well after this one right here
You're not breathin (you're not breathin, you're not breathin)
Just make sure they learn the name (you're not breathin)
that's about to be runnin the game (you're not breathin)
Tell 'em the name ... Chamillitary mayne

[Verse 3]
Shoulda heard what I was tellin you, I don't do what the jealous do
I don't hate when a nigga make it, cause I'm smarter and better too
You run when they tell you to but I move when I'm ready to
If you stop to take a breather, see that I'm light years ahead of you
Y'all musta thought y'all wasn't gonna have to see me or somethin
(you're not leavin, you're not leavin)
Houston, Texas, I'm here now (you're not leavin, you're not leavin)
Anybody gotta problem? (you're not leavin)
Speak now or forever hold your peace (you're not leavin)
I ain't think so yeah!

[Verse 4]
The feeling's great cause they pay me, I expect some hatred so daily
I'm sticking the middle finger up like the feeling's mutual baby
The franchise and they say that the future can't really trade me
In Houston, I'm number one like I'm in the place of McGrady
But keep on pacing it baby, the full truth has arrived
If they ask you about you nigga, you fin' to lie
They assk me about me and hear a truthful reply
They said they seem none better than me so hear the truth wit'cha eyes

[Verse 5]
Better go take over befo' it rains
Cause I'd hate to say that I told you mayne
I know, I know what you're gonna say... but have it your way
I know these haters is gonna hate
And I see that angry look on your face
Tell 'em Sound of Revenge is on the way... this isn't your day
Lookin for the truth, they ask me where have you been?
(Where have you been? Where have you been?)
Getting ready for these haters, I got somethin for them
(Somethin for them, somethin for them)
You're real quiet 'til you think you hear a sound in the wind
(Sound in the wind, sound in the wind)
You turn around cause you think you hear that sound once again
You hear that? (Yeah what's that?)
That's The Sound of Revenge [gunshots]

[Girl]
See, I told you
That's what happens when you get on his bad side
Ha ha ha
Chamillitary mayne!
And now, for The Sound of Revenge

<i>[Intro]</i>
This, is, the-the sound of revenge <i>[repeat 2X]</i>
You in the presence of the finest
Chamillitary mayne! This for the streets
Let's give 'em somethin they can bump (innnn the trunk)
At this point you should be turnin your speakers up
Turn your speakers up - Chamillionaire man!
Let it bump, it's a southern thing
Ha ha, Chamillitary mayne! (innnn the trunk)

<i>[Verse 1]</i>
I heard somebody say that the South ain't got no lyricists
Well 'bang bang' at the game like everyone down here is pissed
You lookin for the truth then look no further, here it is
Turn it up a notch so they can not say they not hearin this
They say Chamill is sick, click click, here's a clip
'Bang bang' at the rap game to make your spirits lift
And it seems to me the industry is all on Jigga's dick
Who? You, you, you, and you nigga - pick a click
Universal sent me to bring some realness to the industry
Got here, then I realized that ain't nobody real but me
Okay, a couple niggaz but none of 'em real as me
Tell your favorite rapper he should diss me if he disagree
My bad I'm actin like your favorite rapper isn't me
Tell your second favorite whose the best and show 'em a picture of me
He'd have to take me out to prove that he's as sick as me
So me verse me, the only battle that y'all gonna get to see
I'm plainly sayin what I'm sayin to make these haters mad
Perpetratin hatin ass, see me ridin candy slab
Disbelieve his ass, how many vehicles can he have?
I be losin count myself and I ain't even that bad at math
That's how we do it in Texas, poppin trunk and grippin wood
We reply to threats (how?) Nigga, I wish you would
You can keep on talking, but that's only if you could
Gotta turn my speakers up, can you hear 'em now? (No) Good!

<i>[Chorus]</i>
Ain't runnin from a thang, cause I ain't never been a punk
Drama ain't a thang, cause I can bring it if they want
I'ma let it bang, so they can feel it in the (innnn the trunk)
You bout it wit'cha game, decide your rep and throw it up
What you tryin to drank, cause I'ma bout to get you drunk
Keep it pimpin mayne, so they can feel it in the (innnn the trunk)

<i>[Verse 2]</i>
This for the street niggaz knowin they gotta pee in a cup
Know your peace officer tossin ya when he see the results
This for the G's, hate is what you see in the scope
Gauge gonna get sprayed like it's Raid when you see him approach
Tell you ahead of time, solo I can handle mine
You ain't too smart but play the part like you a pantomime
But you don't have a nine, I'll show you I hammer mine
Time to make you do the Running Man like it's Hammer Time
Shout out to the west and all my gangstas pack heat up
Actin up and pack enough heat to make you back it up
The hoes back it up, soon as they hear the back of the trunk
Now I'ma stock like New York slang (What you mean?) That's what;s up
Money stack it up when they feel they have enough
Get the chips and add 'em up, then she givin that to us
Don't put all that in cuffs, treat your money like a slut
Niggaz better share, hell yeah, cause I just wanna cut
A hater gettin cut, someone gon' get hurt (hurt)
Especially if you met me and was disrespect turf (turf)
(Houston, Texas) I'm the worst, ice looking like sherbert
Bouncin off my chest, you're starin at it like a pervert
Mixtape god, don't hate me, go to church first (why?)
Might as well since all the rappers wearin church shirts
Better think ahead of time, call yourself a nurse (nurse!)
Diss me in your second and you won't get to finish your third verse

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Verse 3]</i>
You in the presence of the finest
The game is full of fakes, all these rappin niggaz front (front)
_Controversy Sells_, the industry givin 'em what they want (want)
See he ain't gangsta as he say, that's why they dress 'em up
Get a vest, a plastic gun and go pull a publicity stunt
Hoe act like she slow, don't know that I'm rich
And ignore the handles missing from the do's of my whip
But then she saw me on TV and told me pause for a flick
(What you tell her?) You can "106 & Park" on my dick (on my dick)
Can't speak about Texas and not mention me
Cause the world gon' have to see the truth come out eventually
I'll rip any gimmick rapper out from A to Z
934-829 to the 2 if you still disagree
We never marry a hoe, what I'ma marry you fo'
I'm too busy tearin my shows up and getting married to dough (dough)
Grave dig a nigga, (Whatchu mean?) I bury a flow
Run, go get your city, come back and then I'ma bury your area code

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Whistle]</i>

<i>[Chamillionaire:]</i>
Yeah!
It's the name they say is running the game
Chamilitary Mayne

<i>[Lil' Flip:]</i> Flip in the building!

<i>[Chamillionaire:]</i>
Go ahead and hand over the torch
Super producer Scott Storch
And of course

<i>[Chorus: Chamillionaire]</i>
I'ma show you how to get your shine on (shine on)
Turn it up the DJ playing my song (my song)
Everybody keep on calling my phone (my phone)
Which one of y'all am I gone take home (take home)
I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk (club crunk)
Give 'em something thats goin' rattle that trunk (that trunk)
Tip ya cups up until ya get drunk (get drunk)
Tell the DJ to play it loud and turn the beat up..

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
Give me that million dollar beat and let me show you what to do with it
(Who that is??) That's the illest rapper choppin' and screwin' it
Couldnt snatch the game that's what they told me, so I'm provin it
Put the truth in Texas with Scott Storch and you got you a hit
Hittin never miss rep yo click and throw 'em high
Because Chamillionaire's the anwser to the game like Allen I
Middle fingaz to the sky, if they don't like that reply
Cause any DJ that deny is a mother fu errrwwwee lie
So give the ladies what that want
Got 'em racin' to the front of the stage
to feel the bass and tell the DJ turn it up (Turn it Up)
Yeaah Sound of Revenge saying Universal to go get my plaque
Rappin's dead so I'ma bring it back, like DJ's do when they hear my track
Check out my track record, they'll say I'ma track wrecka
Hotter than a black pepper now that I am back nigggga (He's Baaack)
You can't get mad if you feel that you and cap fit ya
Drop the biggest stat's ever so don't let that bbback hit ya

<i>[Chorus: Chamillionaire]</i>
I'ma show you how to get your shine on (shine on)
Turn it up the DJ playing my song (my song)
Everybody keep on calling my phone (my phone)
Which one of y'all am I gone take home (take home)
I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk (club crunk)
Give 'em something thats goin' rattle that trunk (that trunk)
Tip ya cups up until ya get drunk (get drunk)
Tell the DJ to play it loud and turn the beat up..

<i>[Lil' Flip]</i>
When it's time to hit the club I let my chain hang
If they got clovers on they neck we in the same gang
I'm 20 deep in V.I.P. puffin' Mary Jane
Splinters still in my hand from my woodgrain
I got homies on the West who like to gangbang
And I got homies on the East who do the same thang
I told Johhny put 50 in my pankyrang
5 karot diamond chain vvs is in it mayne
You know I rep the dirty dirty where they move cane
You know we mix purple stuff in that blue drank
Hipnotic, Big Bodies with Blue paint
We got that oomp spray, but it still stank
You a lame so yo dame playin mind games
Ima pimp so I stay in that mindframe
Niggaz talk shit untill I let that nine bang
Me and Duke in that maybach switchin lanes

<i>[Chorus: Chamillionaire]</i>
I'ma show you how to get your shine on (shine on)
Turn it up the DJ playing my song (my song)
Everybody keep on calling my phone (my phone)
Which one of y'all am I gone take home (take home)
I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk (club crunk)
Give 'em something thats goin' rattle that trunk (that trunk)
Tip ya cups up until ya get drunk (get drunk)
Tell the DJ to play it loud and turn the beat up..

<i>[Bridge: Chamillionaire]</i>
Heaaded to the baar (I'm headed to the baar)
You know I'm V.I.P. (You know I'm vipee)
And since you rollin' with a star (You rollin with a staar)
You V.I.P. with mee (Chamillitary heey heey)

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
Chamillitary the biggest threat to any of these rapper thinkin' they doin it
(Who That Is??) That's dem boyz from Texas that always do it big
Multi-colored diamonds got us shining They say our jewerly sick
Houston got a problem and you don't want nuthin to do wit it (Do you kid?)
I ain't think so I'm tippin slow
Wen my trunk is liftin' up look at the neons as they glow
Groupies never givin' up they be everywhere I go
When that elevator go up to my suite they there fo sho
Told me that she didnt care about my money Wasnt hearin it
Looks can be deceving as Chamillion paint apperances
You know how we do it at home of Screw and purple syrup is
She got turned out quicker than my power steering did

<i>[Chorus: Chamillionaire]</i>
I'ma show you how to get your shine on (shine on)
Turn it up the DJ playing my song (my song)
Everybody keep on calling my phone (my phone)
Which one of y'all am I gone take home (take home)
I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk (club crunk)
Give 'em something thats goin' rattle that trunk (that trunk)
Tip ya cups up until ya get drunk (get drunk)
Tell the DJ to play it loud and turn the beat up..

[Chorus]

They see me rollin
They hatin
Patrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
My music so loud
I'm swangin
They hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]


Police think they can see me lean
I'm tint so it ain't easy to be seen
When you see me ride by they can see the glean
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
Ride with a nooche, she like hold up
Next to the playstation controller is a

full clip and my pistola
Turn a jacker into a coma
Girl you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone
Just tryin to bone ain't tryin to have no babies
Rock clean itself so I pull in ladies
Laws of patrolling you know they hate me
Music turned all the way up until the maximum
I can speak for some niggas tryin to jack for some
But we packin somethin that we have and um will have

a nigga locked up in the maximum
Security cell, I'm grippin oak
Music loud and tippin slow
Twist and twistin like hit this dough
Pull up from behind and is in his throat
Windows down gotta stop pollution
CDs change niggas like who is that producing?
This the Play-N-Skillz when we out and cruisin
Got warrants in every city except Houston

but I'm still ain't losin

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Krayzie Bone]



I been drinkin and smokin holdin shit

cause a brother can't focus
I gotta get to home 'fore the po po's scope this big ol

Excursion swerving all up in the curve man
Nigga been sippin on that Hennessey and the gin again is

in again we in the wind
Doin a hundred while I come from the block
And rollin another one up, we livin like we ain't givin a fuck
I got a revolver in my right hand, 40 oz on my lap freezing my balls
Roll a nigga tree, green leaves and all
Comin up pretty deep, me and my do-jo
I gotta get back to backstreets
Wanted by the six pound and I got heat glock glock

shots to the block we creep creep
Pop Pop hope cops don't see me, on a low key
With no regards for the law we dodge em like fuck em all
But I won't get caught up and brought up on charges for none of y'all
Keep a gun in car, and a blunt to spark, but well if you want,

nigga you poppin dark
Ready or not we bust shots off in the air

Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]



Do what you thinkin so, I tried to let you go
Turn up a blink of light and I swang it slower
A nigga upset for sure cause they think they know that

they catchin me with plenty of the drinkin drough
So they get behind me tryin to check my tags,

look at my rearview and they smilin
Thinkin they'll catch me on the wrong well keep tryin
Cause they denyin is racial profiling
Houston, TX you can check my tags
Pull me over try to check my slab
Glove compartment gotta get my cash
Cause the crooked cops try to come up fast
And been a baller that I am I talk to them,

giving a damn bout not feeling my attitude
When they realize I ain't even ridin dirty bet

you'll be leavin with an even madder mood
I'mma laugh at you then I'mma have to cruise

I'm in number two on some more DJ Screw
You can't arrest me plus you can't sue
This a message to the laws tellin them WE HATE YOU
I can't be toss or tell em that they shoulda known
Tippin down sittin crooked on my chrome
Bookin my phone tryin to find a chick I wanna bone
Like they couldn't stop me I'mma bout to pull up

at your home and it's on

[Chorus 2x]

<i>[Bun B (Chorus)]</i>
This is for my gangstas,real niggas,ballas,trill niggas
North side,South side,chunk ya deuce up
This is for my gangstas,real niggas,ballas,trill niggas
East side,West side,chunk ya deuce up

<i>[Verse 1]</i>
Plenty niggas get they head turned red for da bread
Start off with da information,load it up in ya head
Couldnt hold it,so it turned out its sumthin he said
Wut he tell da FEDS (he need someone to call)
Your decision was to snitchin and they was there to listen
When he told what he know,said they barely was trippin
Less time,now da niggas in a better position
Unless you count the fact that the streets know he was snitchin
He was lookin at a 30 but he only did 10, how your years turn to months, can he tell you dat, and
He aint really gotta answer, just the sweat in his hands
Will he make it out to make it, mmm well it depends
Everybody know the info you was tellin ya friends
Plus the streets know the deals that you made with the pen
Russian Roulette,yep nigga bet the barrel will spin
You hear that,yea nigga thats the sound of revenge

<i>[Hook]</i>
Walk down the right road,cuz the streets is so cold...
You betta take ya life slow or you'll miss it
Listen to da G-Code,if you know what i kno-oooow, then you'll keep yo mouth closed (keep ur mouth closed nigga)
We dont tolerate snitches

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Verse 2]</i>
If you gon live that crime life,i hope you hold dat 9 tight
You live life like a pussy then dats prolly what you die like
I neva eva loved a sucka,them aint really my type
Rat snakes,yea mayne the game is full of wild-life
Dont wanna do no time right?
You wanna live that high life
Like go withdrawl,have a hundred thousand in ya eye sight
Enter ya crib,see the clouds peepin through ya skylight
You be a copycat,(cat),cuz mine right
Thats what he told me but i didnt listen
Doin crime for a dime wasnt my intention
You insane,think his name sumin i will mention
Only snitches need someone to tell
Alota niggas in the game,hustlin doin they thing
Usin codes on the phone with they usual slang
If you know what he know then you wont say a thing
You wouldnt need someone to tell
Careful bout the life you lead,aint smart with ya life, you plead, the streets will ignite ya T, like you aint got the right to breathe
(Cough) To choke on da realness, reality is what the fake dont know how to deal with
Words leak from the teeth, but he'll say seal it
Then go get a undercover brother he can chill with
Find a nigga that be hustlin to make a deal with
But the streets will hold court for him and'll deal with it

<i>[Hook]</i>

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Verse 3]</i>
This for the G's,street jugglin,move da fire
When you talkin what you talkin it aint through the wire
Police pull you over,now they callin you a liar
You got amnesia,dont even know the dude beside ya
You dont know,you aint sayin,you aint heard what he said
Told you a closed mouth aint gon neva get fed
A open mouth'll get you county instead of the FEDS
Some scared niggas speak up so they'll be less in the red
Niggas cant deal with no 95 so they day-to-day budgeters
Its the hustlers that get put away by the customers
You upstate,niggas use to be southerners
Here the streets make the laws and dont answer the governors
We the niggas thats too real to snitch on a snitch
But make a snitch turn to puff with a flick of the wrist
That aint gon get in arguements,just go get you a clip
And they gon think about the consequences,let em repent

<i>[Hook]</i>

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Talking]</i>

Man hold up, you a real nigga and you aint got nuthin to say when they come question you, just keep it 100, and go on a chunk ya deuce up

<i>[Intro]</i>
Gun cocking, shots fired.

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
The sound of revenge, haha.
Woo, tell em what it is mayne (tell em what it is).

<i>[Pastor Troy]</i>
Welcome to the New World Order.
Atlanta, Georgia.

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
Houston, Texas, he already know.

<i>[Pastor Troy]</i>
The south is takin over.

<i>[Chorus x2 - Chamillionaire]</i>
Just look over your shoulder (shoulder)
Let me see who just showed up (showed up)
It's the southern takeover (its over)
You betta tell em I got dreams to stand on top, try and stop (pop pop pop)

<i>[Killer Mike]</i>
It's the mister fo fifth told em
Cookin coke with baking soda
Dub roller, pro smoker
Wood gripper, pistol whipper.
Muck a nigga if he figure
F**kin with my figures.
Makes him richer, he should know.
Instead, it'll make him better than a money f**kin with my money.
Get yo money stacked right outta sunday school
On a bright and sunny sunday.
This ain't funny.
I ain't jokin bout my coke and package come up shorter.
Might kidnap yo wife and daughter.
Bury them down deep in Georgia.
No D.A.s a f**kin lawyer prosecutin witnesses.
We excutin, start the shootin, start the lukin,
Start the violence, start a riot.
Get this motherfucker crunker, crunk as you can get it.
Pass that dro, I'm a hit it.
Outta line, we gon spit it,
spit it vivid, cause i live it.
You don't walk it, you just talk it.
Pistol totin, and a loadin.
That's how smokin got this dope
And i aint hopin, steady slangin
Right on yo trappa block.
Take your track, set up shop.
Try and stop (pop pop pop).

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
Hey hey, this ain't about an image.
This ain't about a gimmick.
P**sys stand to the side.
Now the game got a menace.
I damn seen a city that I think is not the realest.
We bummin on his ass.
He ain't finishin his sentence.
I only got a minute.
I feelin about a digit.
You lookin at a nigga like I ain't about to get it.
I'm lookin at the money like I ain't about to finish.
You need to mind your business.
If you ain't about your business.
I'm a H-town soldier.
I'm a come with the trunk up yeah I'm a gon remind ya.
If you ain't gettin it you shoulda told ya father.
Nigga chamillionaire never show no problems.
You don't want no problem (problem).
Get em g'ed shoulda let the fo fo remind em.
Ya you tip on the ride em.
I be ridin fo fos on the door beside em.
6' 6" tall lookin like he a center.
10 tatoos lookin like he a killa.
Skinny ass niggas don't fight with a nigga.
Pull out a billfold, put a price on a nigga.
I have this camp fo put a knife in a nigga.
From the car to his pocket then right in your liver.
Was a big boy that put a slice in the middle.
Ya head fast think you hold a mike with the killa.
Don't mess with the south homie, thats a dream,
Hallucinate or imagining so.
Double XL with the gats I mean,
Keep somethin ready to blow in the magazine.
And you know that southern cash is mean.
Franklins frown for me when I stash my cream.
Pull up in candy paint that match my green.
Killer, Pastor, and Koopa are the master machine.

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Pastor Troy]</i>
Y'all know me, it's PT.
Well I hunt and all of that,
Black on black, with black tip.
I can't help but represent.
I'm not content, I want more.
Who the f**k you take me for?
Studio rappers not the fortay.
I drop my top and bust my AK.
No mo play, nigga NGA.
Yeah, that's a classic.
Ridin in the classic.
Tote a mill, and I blast em.
Send em to the casket.
Send em to the morgue.
Slap me a nigga cause i'm motherf**kin bored.
Chamillionaire, I camoflouge in my surrounding.
Get my desert E's and get to motherf**kin poundin.
Up and down the streets,
Throwin heat, out the driver's seat,
Ridin to the beat,
Tell them nigga just lay weak.

<i>[Chorus x2]</i>

<i>[Chamillionaire + (Female)]</i>
This for the streets (Nah this for the radio) <i>[3X]</i>
Well it's for radio then just keep it street (Well go on do it then!)

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
Nah that ain't a problem at all my man
Got a lot of rubber bands, time to count up all my grands
Well go on do it then - put a ninth caller in
Now we got a lot of jams, we gon' play a lot of Cham
Well go on do it then - she can say she is not a fan
Tell me she ain't got a man, plus she got a lot of damn!
.. And she love how the Impala can
change a bunch of colors like you lookin at a hologram
.. She wanna ride off on 24's
Butterfly do's raise up, she feelin so..
special and she like my music better slow
Tell me that I'm fin' to blow, I reply to her "I know!"

<i>[Chorus: Chamillionaire]</i>
So let me break it down and do somethin I know the ladies can feel
She say she's lovin my style
Turn on the radio and you probably hearin nothin but the
Chamillitary mayne
We interruptin this sound just to let you hear a message from me
I'm representin the South
And know how we get down, know we gotta keep it gutter and street
(Go on do it then!)

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
I got a white girl, I call her Shady/Aftermath
Cause she love a rapper, see a nigga she gonna snatch him fast
Fine and you can't say that she don't have an ass
Plus her eyes green enough to even up and match my cash
Hispanic college girl that love to dance right after class
Pray the way she back that ass up her class she has to pass
The others bad and black, take her to the bachelor pad
Crib big yo, her man's crib is less than half of that

<i>[Hook: Chamillionaire]</i>
Call up the DJ's on your radio
They'll say Chamillionaire got a crazy flow
My radio station doesn't play it though
Say he gotta make somethin for the ladies so

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
Relax boy, lax boy, revenge is the sound
I've made it here, America gon' have to feel me now
Hear that bass come rumblin, boys see me actin up
Also see that fast pyoom pyoom when I pass him up
Turn it up, tell the listeners to listen here
Listenin here the sickest rapper in the Southern hempisphere
Yeah, keep it gutter, suckers missin in the picture yeah
We erased them from the game, commercial rappers disappear

<i>[Hook]</i>

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Female]</i>
Now they know the name that's running the game
Them boyz down in Houston that got the streets on lock
But just incase they slow and don't know
Somebody tell em the name
Chamillitary mayne
Ha ha
You got a problem? Then let it be known
You got something you wanna get off your chest
Give us a call, we're taking requests
Gon do it then

Let's get 'em Happy
Go!

<i>[Chorus]</i>
Y'all ain't about nothing
Y'all ain't about nothing
Y'all frontin, y'all frontin, y'all frontin, y'all frontin
Y'all niggaz just hate, Y'all niggaz just hate
Y'all fake, Y'all fake, Y'all fake, Y'all fake
You ain't finna do nothing, you ain't finna do nothing
Y'all frontin, y'all frontin, y'all frontin, y'all frontin
Introducing to you now is the kid they love to hate
But when you saying what you saying
You just say it to my face

<i>[Verse 1]</i>
Yeah you see him? (Yeah)
You see him bow beat him down lean him down (lean him)
Your breathing sound like you now layin down sleepin
You be surrounded or found on the ground beaten
You see him how he look now and he ain't found a reason
My reason is that they won't have to persuade
Me to have the courage to walk right up and say it to your face
A faker never know he fake
A hater never admit he hate
By the time they figure it out is probably gon be too late (yeah)
Grinning up your face is like you tryin to let me know
That you ain't really happy how how I'm getting all this dough
Let the truth be told tell me is your friend a foe
Better make it clear or get mistaken for a hoe (Yeah)
And then you take him to the floor
I can't ignore it if you're talking
But I hope that what you talking ain't about running up or robbing
Walk around like everybody is the enemy just for precaution (just for precaution)
I get no surprised and have to see an early coffin

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Verse 2]</i>
And what you smokin'. your brain clouded yet the pine got your mind polluted
You got some smarts in your mind hey it's time use it
Your friends arrive talkin down on the loud music
Them niggaz's lying plus them concept is gettin included
How could they tell you, you was built to last
You built like a boxing bag, put a whoopin on that ass
See us approachin that set in motion in that hour glass
Wrong words are built too fast, find your exit and dash
Lookin for crabs in a bucket tryin criticize me (me)
But they do it around them niggaz don't say it around me (me)
And if they do us opposite how they feel about me (me)
Turn my back and they relax and talk that lip behind me
I see you a busta and I'mma bust ya in your lip
Put some lipstick in my fist, throwin you a kiss
Since I see that you a sucker, suck a gasoline dick
Put it right up to your lip, put a lighter to the tip (boom!)

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Verse 3]</i>
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Act like you know I'm from the south
We ain't playin, what you sayin?
I can't hear you when you talk
What you want? (What you want?)
What you sayin out your mouth?
We ain't playin, what you sayin?
I can't hear you when you talk
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Act like you know I'm from the south
We ain't playin, what you sayin?
I can't hear you when you talk
What you want? (What you want?)
What you sayin out your mouth?
We ain't playin, what you sayin?
I can't hear you when you talk

<i>[Chorus]</i>

[Talking]
Ha-ha yeah, it's yours truly Houston's own
Chamillionaire holding it down, for the playa that don't believe
In love at first sight, but the playa that believes that he
Can get love on the first night, that's right
So before I get to discussing, what type of eye candy I need
What type of visual stimulation, she needs to be able to achieve
There's something special bout ya, that ain't hard to see

[Hook]
Grown and sexy from your head, down to your toes you know you're fine
Got that perfect face a perfect shape, and perfect smile (a perfect smile)
But soon as you turned around, it's something that I realized yeah
You look better from behind, you look better from behind, grown and sexy

[Chamillionaire]
From the moment you flashed your teeth, I knew that we had to meet
Your face was the Mona Lisa, your ass was a masterpiece
Asked ya if you was married, and that's when you answered no
I asked if you had a nigga, and that's when you said fa sho
So I didn't care, as you walked away I was stare
At your bottom in apple bottoms, your waist was shaped like a pare
Really round at the bottom, a little thin up there
So instead of letting ya leave, I pursued ya just like the playa
That I am and damn, couldn't help but to help myself
To a helping because I smelled some perfume, that can make me melt
And you shoulda seen my demeanor, I had to control myself
Approaching you from the rear, as I tapped you right on your belt
And you tried to look surprised, like you didn't know I was behind ya
But I could tell by your smile, you was waiting on me to find ya
Mess with my thought a bit, and tried to play hard to get
You don't wanna look like you're freaky, pretend like it's hard to hit

[Hook]

[Chamillionaire]
Let's give a toast, to the ladies that look better up close
That look better by the behind, and better when you approach
You try your best to get up close, until you smelling the soap
Lovely ladies from coast to coast, get in bed and she dope
Not a eight and not a nine, grade you more than just a dime
Bentley steering wheel body, cause you look better from behind
Grip around your waist turn it, like I'm just trying to get a better view
Cause God must of been working hard, when he assembled you
I'm trying to test drive, your rear and your shape
And I'm power steering your waist, and I see your rear is in shake
If you thought I couldn't handle it, then you're really mistaken
No one here to keep you near, then you're here for the taking
I'm still waiting, for you to give me one good reason
Why you couldn't leave and be speeding, off in some good breezing
You'll never spend another boring night, in some hood freezing
But posted up by standing water, during some good season

[Hook]

[Chamillionaire]
Had to tell you, that I'm really feeling your style
Saw you walking by, and couldn't let you pass
Gotta tell ya, that I'm really feeling your smile
But even better, is the beauty of your ass
Staring right, into the beauty of your profile
There's something, that I gotta ask
Can you let me, let me
Let me, view your beauty from the back

[Hook]

<i>[Chorus: Natalie:]</i>
I want to know who you are but you seem very nice
So will you talk to me?
Shall I tell you a story? Shall I tell you a treat?
They think I'm crazy, They don't understand how I feel

<i>[Verse 1: Chamillionaire]</i>
See, it started off as just a simple conversation I gave her
The name of my record company, (Oh you're a singer)
I said my name's Chamillionaire and I'm a rap entertainer
(Oh you that guy they talking bout when they be whispering, ain't cha
Bring your name up when they talking and say money will change ya
I heard a lot about how you can't deal with your anger
Heard the rumors how your always in trouble or danger
Not gotta judge you if it's true, there's no need to explain sir
You do have a right to be, you seem like your nice to me
I'm bout to order me another drink, yeah would you like a seat?)
I tell the bartender same Hennesey on ice for me
Her drink starts emptying while she's spilling out her life to me
Telling me about her goals and how successful she would like to be
And invite me to a session of her life and she
Seems so damn innocent but something isn't right to me
She pulls out her picture phone "I got pictures, would you like to see?"
I'm thinking she gotta be friendly as hell
Giving a soul to me, it's like an identity sell
We never met is the story that my memory tells
Telling me tales like she doesn't handle Hennesey well
Getting into it, getting intimate and into details
See, I just met you and you showing me your kids
"Who said I had any kids? I didn't bring up no kids"
Then who's in this picture, "Man, let you show you just who it is"

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Verse 2: Chamillionaire]</i>
Umm, I don't remember her name but she look like an angel
She wasn't from here, I knew she didn't hang a
Round this part of the hood but hey the story gets stranger
Cause this stranger was stranger than I could explain you see
She said she wasn't married but the ring on her finger
Told me she was lying and using the same uhh
Game I use on women so I couldn't even blame her
Spitting the game I spit to 'em when I'm trying to bang her
(I bump into this guy, he told me that he used to know you
He told me about the loyalty and love he used to show you
He said what he said with a passion like it was so true
Wouldn't take advantage of the fact that the listeners didn't really know you)
There's pictures in my pocketbook, almost got it, I'll show you
She digs in her purse and while she fumbles around
I find that photo, I'm like "Oh no there's some trouble in town"
I turn around as these two officers is coming in now
They walk in real suspicious and come and sit down
So close, I can see they barrels of the guns to the ground
So close that they can listen to either one of us now
We turn back around and she says no need for whispering
Then she tells me that (I don't really give a damn whose listening
Try to make it last a long time was my mission
And he kept on tripping and then I got pissed at him
Hit 'em with my fist and my punches were never missing him)

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Verse 3: Chamillionaire]</i>
Okay, let's get this straight, your man cheated on you and now
You talking to a perfect stranger like it's making you proud
And the rest of this conversation she just telling me how
It wasn't her boyfriend in the pic but a familiar smile
She said (pictures can be deceiving like she knew he was foul
Look closer, you'll see a coward who uses his smile as power
Fleeing the smoke strength, couldn't stand it another hour
So she did what she did then she went to go take a shower)
Damn what do you mean? ( couldn't tell you that I missing him)
I don't understand what your saying, how did you get rid of him?
She dissing him, as I ask her what it is she did to him
She stops, Ay keep talking I'm listening
(I don't wanna tell about the images I'm picturing)
Henny spilling then she tell me (For real and
I got the feeling of what I'm feeling is that I wanted to kill him)
Something's wrong here and I know just who is the villian
Her voice was getting louder, the moral is getting clearer
The officers is looking at us and I can tell they can hear her
Told me (It was protection, Reached for it in the stash)
The plastic is what she grabbed and she put it right on his ass
Bust it before the blast, she thought she was free at last
Baby I think you crazy, Sorry I'm pressing for time
I gotta go grind, time's been interesting
Now I'm sweating and stressing, this girl's got me guessing
That this conversation is some type of evil confession
She pulls a clearer picture, it's my damn ex-best friend
How you know him? She told me she was with him at his house
Watching movies on Sundays when they be chilling
And that's exactly the day that the hospital came to get him
The feeling was the worst feeling that she could possibly be feeling
Stood up and then I yelled out "Why in the hell did you kill him?"
I didn't kill him, I have AIDS, he had sex with 'em and that's crazy

Well Billy rapped all night about his suicide
Said he'd kick it in the head when he was 25
Speed jive, don't want to stay alive when you're 25
And Wendy's stealing clothes from Marks and Sparks
And Freddie's got spots from ripping off the stars from his face
Funky little boat race

The television man is crazy
Saying we're juvenile delinquent wrecks
Oh man, I need TV when I got T.Rex?
Oh brother, you guessed, I'm a dude now

All the young dudes, carry the news
Boogaloo dudes, carry the news
All the young dudes, carry the news
Boogaloo dudes, carry the news

Billy's looking sweet 'cos he dresses like a queen
But he can kick like a mule, it's a real mean team
But we can love, oh yes, we can love
And my father's back at home with his Beatles and his Stones
He never got it off with that revolution stuff
What a drag, too many snags

Well I drunk a lot of wine and I'm feeling fine
I gotta raise some cat to bed
Oh man, is that concrete all around or is it in my head?
Brother, I'm a dude now

All the young dudes, carry the news
Boogaloo dudes, carry the news
All the young dudes, carry the news
Boogaloo dudes, carry the news

All the young dudes, carry the news
Boogaloo dudes, carry the news
All the young dudes, carry the news
Boogaloo dudes, carry the news
All the young dudes, carry the news
Boogaloo dudes, carry the news

<i>[Intro]</i>
My life is real baby, you peeping me take a picture
You peeping me take a picture, (you should take a photograph) - <i>[2x]</i>

<i>[Bun B]</i>
Catch me today, with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a throwback
(You see it's real, they be like look at that
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph)

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
Introducing the truest voice of the South, it's who else but me fool
Don't let all that foolishness they feed you, on T.V. mislead you
Don't let all the magazines, and them papers out there deceive you
The cups that be used to sip, but Caucasian kinda like my tee do
You see that hand be glistening, you see the Sedans we flipping
The hundreds of grands we getting, these units of scans we shipping
You see that Caddy tipping, them thangs on that Caddy twisting
That paint and that candy dripping, that drank and that can is missing
That ain't a Cola, though dry and you feeling sober
Boys trying to switch it over, apply it up in a soda
Home of the Houston hustlers, who grinding and hit the quota
Who fire and hit the doja, you high when you sniff the odor
Told ya you gotta have, a foreign or buy your slab
Afford it then buy it that's, important without it now
You ain't gotta take college class, to see that we bout our cash
You not if you gotta ask, let's take a pic by the slab hol' up

<i>[Hook]</i>
You see my slab, you see my candy slab
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
You see my chick, you see my chick is bad
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
You see it's real, they be like look at that
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
Photograph, ph-ph-ph-photograph-photograph
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
When I'm tipping they'll probably watch me, the cops'll be paparazzi
And try to patrol my posse, we shining and glowing glossy
The jealous will try to top me, we keep it too real to copy
What I'm listening to ain't a floppy, that disc gon be Screwed and Chop-pied
All the ballers will ride to this, deposit deposit slips
Buy the car and apply the fifth, raise the trunk an entire lift
Use to go to that Kappa, but Kappa ain't been as crunk
So I'm popping up at Daytona, on chrome and I'm popping trunk
Jamming that "Ridin' Dirty", while riding beside the laws
And they staring over at me, trying to scare me like I'ma pause
Tell 'em naw they know I'ma crawl, all day in the robber cause
I'm trying to go wash the ride, till them tires have whiter walls
You peeping him take a picture, that chrome and that paint official
You smoking then take a swisha, there's plenty just take 'em wit ya
You chilling you ain't a sipper, then I'ma be hanging wit ya
Take a hold of the grain and grip a, handful and smile for the pictures nigga

<i>[Hook]</i>

<i>[Bun B]</i>
You see the bling up on my bracelet, and the shine on my chest
Syrup in my styrofoam, it's sweet with doja no cess
You done put it down with the rest, time to roll with the best
Cause when you ride with the original, you ain't gotta guess
I'm the connection that you need, when they say it's a drought
Cause it's not really a drought, them other niggaz just out
And I'm the plug you gotta have, when they say the river's dry
Cause it's not really dry, they just ran out of supply
I'm too fly for the clouds, too down for the green grass
Better wear tinted lenses, if you look at my clean ass
Catch me today, with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a throwback
Candy still dripping, 4's is still tipping
Wood grain grass, steering wheel I'm still gripping
Repping for P.A.T., the West and the East
And I'm repping for Pimp C, till he get back on the streets it never cease

<i>[Hook]</i>

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
My life is real baby, ain't just a song (ain't just a song)
Gripping that wood wheel baby, and riding chrome (I'm riding chrome)
This is for the real playas, that get that do' (that get that do')
Tell me how it feel baby, to see I'm-I'm riding candy and chrome

<i>[Bun B]</i>
Catch me today, with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a throwback - <i>[2x]</i>

<i>[talking]</i>
Know I'm saying, gripping wood
Riding through the hood, and feeling good
Just like we say down in Texas, it's already
You staring at me so hard
You need to go on, do yourself a favor playa
And take a motherfucking picture

<i>[Chorus: Chamillionaire]</i>
F what you heard me, See me in person
You know I'm fly <i>[3X]</i>
Even your girlfriends and all her girlfriends
You know I'm fly <i>[3X]</i>
Keep it dirty, dirty you heard me
You know I'm fly <i>[2X]</i>
You know I'm fly as the sky
Fly like a birdy <i>[2X]</i>
Fly like a

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
Yellow band, excuse me Cham, please give me the time again
Diamonds so large, the minute hand ain't got no time for them
Damn! How you susposed to see the time when them
M&M-sized diamonds lay right beside the hand
Chamilll, Rasaq, & Lil Wayne make a nigga feel ashamed
Trying to hide the bling in the middle of your little chain
In the drain, down it go, say they love the sound of those
Chamilltary boys, We the illest boys around here hoe
Flyer than a bird yes but your correct if your guess
Is that the eagle gonna hurt when aiming at your bird chest
Pow! Forget your feelings, I could care less
Leave you where I leave you, you can see ya in the turbulence
Girl do yourself a favor and don't say I have to pay ya
Give a favor to a playa and just pass it to my neighbor
And when your finished could you tell your friend to flavor
Cause the king ain't gonna savor, just gonna save that ass for later

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Rasaq]</i>
Mayne I'm fly as a plane, Me and Lil Wayne
Spitting game, get your girl weezy like his name
We don't have to say a thing cause the chain can explain
First they look at the piece then they look at the rang
I'm fly as a pelican, Ice on my skeleton
On a sunday morning, I stay sharper than a reverend
Candy on my doors, looking something like gelatin
Syrup in my cup but I ain't talking about medicine
I'm cold as an eskimo, throwed from my head to toe
The white tee fresh but it starts in my denims though
Yeah and if I pull down my fly, I could piss on the sky
Cause nigga I'm that high
I pulled up in heaven up in the candy painted ride
And I gave jesus five and I'm still alive
Even though I know them haters wish I would die
Even in they day dreams, i'ma still stay fly boy

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Lil Wayne]</i>
They call me Birdman Junior, I'm flyer than the rest
I'm trying to get a couple cool pigeons to the nest
And if you look at how the jewels glisten on my chest
Then you will be impressed and yes that's VS
Fly boy to death, I used to only fly
First class on every plane til I bought a jet
I'm on the runway, let down the steps
Open the phantom door and light up the cess
I smoke the best, Chamillion come get me
From University of Houston after I pass my test
Swisha laced wit syrup, it'll come your nerves
So boy I'm so high, I could palm the world
Yeah and I'm strapped for the turbulence
Pow! Now you up here with me in a cloud (Chea)
They call me Weezy Baby, the son of a stunner
Bitch I'm flyer than a motherfucker, ya know

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Chamillionaire - Verse 4:]</i>
Poster child to the pop trunk, I pop it up and let it bang
I'm show ya how to rep the city, correctly run the game
Grip tightly on the grain, turn it left and we call it swang
Let me show ya how to make the baddest ladies scream your name
I'll put that boy J Junior in the future in a body bag
I'm trying to quote that bad body like a boxing bag
Trying to get below the belt and beat it like a boxing jab
Hit it then I quit it like I dropped out of a boxing class
Know how we doing it, we been chopped and screwing it
Coming to get that number one spot you got like Ludacris
Know he acting groupie-ish taking a sip out Luda's Cris
We buy our own bottles, grab one and put it to your lips
Hating on your hood, throw your hood up, put it in his face
Repping Texas, got that real estate down in that realest state
Didn't need a bigger place, didn't need a bigger face
On my watch but forgot and went a got them both a place
Fix ya face

<i>[Hook]</i>
I can tell by the way that you peepin me
That you havin some thoughts about freakin me
But if you walk up and just speak to me
And tell me what you like we'll hook up tonight yeah
I can tell by the way that you peepin me
That you haven't been satisfied recently
Haven't been wit a p.i.m.p. like me
But if thats what you like your in luck tonight yeah

<i>[Verse 1]</i>
yeah black dickies, black vehicle, pull up on black dubs
Durin that party im in the block pullin them freaks for afta
Nothing gets a broad looser than a stack of cash does
So them rims bigger than dubs let me see how they math was
Count them inches
They peepin as the truck get suspended
Fellin spended
Got a stack and im gone use it till its ended
Ima spend it on the bottle after I get bartended
Ima walk up and choose you hope ypur friends don't get affended
Ima playa
I don't dance what I gotta dance for
I just pick hoes from the bar
And take em off the dance floor
Wit a chick in the club posted up in the back of
That club got a girl but i'm actin like a bachlor
Snach her
Can't tell me that she ain't ready for the part
Lights, camra, action act like she ain't never seen a star
Seen the corner of your eye looking this way at the bar
Slip you out of them cuffs cuz yo nigga ain't on his job

<i>[Hook]</i>

<i>[Verse 2]</i>
In the club you backin it up im lovin what i see and a
Doin it like its yo b-day
Hopein you can back it up me way
Tellin me patna give a 100 dollars to the d.j.
So he can play that song again I see the instant replay
I can tell that you lovein all the attention
Of the boys thats trying to snatch ya
Hopin that they just keep attendin
Cuz you know who you really consintratin on gettin
Yeah you know Koopa is that playa that keep it pimpin
I turned to look ova at you frequently
And i noticed that your still peepin me peepin me
I know your ready I know your ready
I wanna roll wit a playa lets go
I turned to look ova at you frequently
And I noticed that your still peepin me peepin me
I know your ready I know your ready
I wanna roll wit a playa lets go

<i>[Hook]</i>

<i>[Verse 3]</i>
I can see the look in your eyes baby you wantin it bad huh
Wonderin if its gonna be right and wonderin what i have for
I got that cron I got that henn I got somethin for that buzz
Milk does the body good but not as good as that huh
Now that was i got you feelin ready and ready on that move
But before you approach me a nigga already approachin you
Walkin like she know shes cruel
While i'm picturein you in the nude
Ima tell her the motions cleava its whateva you want to do
I can tell by the way you been peepin
Trtin to visit me on the weekend
Trying to have that bed sqeekin sqeekin
yeah even a couple of friends drinkin
Thinkin bout gettin even
Wit a man that been cheatin
So I sweep em right off thier toes
Like a set of voes
Never seen a old school vehicle wit wetta doors
She asked is she could leave wit me and I should let her go
Man I'm just too much of a playa to refuse and tell her no

<i>[Hook]</i>

<i>[Hook]</i>
When I look back at my life, I realize-realize something ain't right
I'm missing you Lord, in my life make it right
I got something to decide, just wanna make-wanna make everything right
Cause there's a huge void, a huge void in my life make it right

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
I'm staring up at the Pope, it soak it up while he spoke it
Mesmerized and repeated, like he the author that wrote it
The broads are the ones I love, just don't wanna be the corporate
So waiting for death to approach this, take the time to say no sis
I don't hate ya, for having these little seeds
At 17, best believe they're a beautiful breeze
Of fresh air when their's nothing else, I usually need
Just a smile look at em now, hoping you just believe
And my broad been in place forever, I'm gone but I'm chasing cheddar
Been gone could of kept it going, with a poem or a basic letter
But naw I just hate to tell her, try hard but I didn't let her
The groupies get at your boy, but you're my Cinderella
Look girl we can make it better, but there's a gift and a curse
While you healing a nigga feelings, your's are usually hurt
It ain't amount of cash on Earth, to match what you really worth
Know your turf has been the church, that's where you put in work
And you put in overtime, because you know the sign
And most danger that I've been lately, rap is mo' than rhymes
But you still hold me down, I'ma do way mo' this time
Got some time that I need to manage, girl you know that's right
And that's speaken like a true deacon, cause even to see you sleeping
That comfortabally ain't enough for me, anything that you needing
I'll cease anything that squeaks, and cease any sink that leaks
Ain't nothing gon interrupt, your sleep deep into them sheets and peep

<i>[Hook]</i>

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
How your father call the police, have your mama put in the jail
When the arguments always started, and ended up in a cell
Hard to it was the thought of this, ring that you use to wear
As I darted out the apartment, and pawned it to get the bail
Argument after argument, drama wasn't hitting well
Target it ain't no harm in it, smart so I didn't tell
God that it was the hardest, yeah life was a living hell
Spent part of it steady dodging it, charging off in the trails
Father say he a Muslim, your mama say she a Christian
The Bible or the Koran, which one would you be picking
The cards are in your palm, ain't really no use in tripping
Be true to the one you choose, ain't really no use in switching
Yeah they gon have to be mad at us, choice is something I had to trust
Standing up when I had enough, for my blessings not adding up
Take too many things for granted, right after that metal gedal bust
Somebody's life is missing, that's when the spirit grabbing us

<i>[Hook]</i>

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
A religion is what you missing, someone tell me how can it
Make people panic, mention God and all the weak people vanish
Take God your woman and your family, even your own life for granted
Until you slanted on the planet, with your face in the granite
And I won't have it, I don't wanna see my coaching divided
So I decided to remind it, there's a choice and provide it
So put your ego to the side, soon as you standing beside it
Raise your right hand, and let the spirit know it's invited
Don't need to fight it, I just wanna make it right 'fore they bury me
Cause the truth is like therapy, plus my conscience is tearing me
Into pieces as deadly was dealt, was not even fair to me
To the soldiers that passed in the game, we missing you terribly
Thank my family especially, in my mind like telepathy
Staying humble's the recipe, keep my faith and he blessing me
I use the energy left in me, to make sure they respecting me
Walk the steps of my destiny, like I know he protecting me
I'm a leader, believe the people won't get to see less of me
No they won't see the death of me, or no police arresting me
I live life so successfully, and just show em the best of me
On another level mentally, this position was meant for me

<i>[Hook]</i>

Chamillitary mayne

Na na na na naaaa
Heyyyyyyyy
Na na na na naaaa
They said noooo when I told them thaaaaat
I find a way to get to the toooop (to the tooop)
They didn't knoooow that eventuallyyyy I'd be the ONE to worry about (worry aboouuut)
When someoooone would mention meeeee they always try to say I'mma floooop
But this the sound of reveeeeeennnge
The sound of reveeeennnge
The sound of reveeeennnge
The sound of reveeeennnge
Reveeeennnge

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
Yeah, on the path to find out whose true
the only person you can really trust is you
And if you, feel like you can't even trust you
You can always trust you know who
And if you don't know who you know who is
Then I feel so sorry for you
Cause that's really the only person that can judge
and critics people that wanna see you fail
and tell you what you can do, shouldn't do, must do
And when you got that glow
Nobody's else words can really bugs you
Haha
Revenge has always been looked upon as a sin
and sometimes you just feel like you have to sin to win
Sometmes it sound like (gun shot), It's what it coulda been
And when you get to the gates of heaven they probably wouldn't let you in
Haha
But to change that meaning of it success is what it is in the end
and instead of worrying about what it should of, could of, or would it been
You turn you head towards the future and keep it moviiin, knowwhatI'm sayin?
(Well say it again)
Keep it moviiiin, knowwhatI'm sayin?
Screw it then
KnooowwhatI'm sayiiiin?

If you waitiiiiin for me to faiiiil
Your time is running out on the clock (on the gloooock)
I'm runniiiiiiin to the finish yeeeeeaaahh
when I get there I ain't gonna stooooooop (gonna stoooop)
Success iiiiiiisssss what I couldn't haaaavve
but now I tell them look what I goooooott
This the sound of reveeeeeennnnge
The sound of reveeeeennnnnge
The sound of reveeeeeeennnnnnge
The sound of reveeeeennnnnge reveeeennnnge
Na na na na naaaa
Heeeeyyyyyyy
Na na na na naaaa
Na na na na naaaa
Heeeeyyyyyyy
Na na na na naaaa

Don't go 2 sleep
You can get your cash
on nigga
if you peak
Other niggaz close
there eyes seeing DREAMS
in they sleep
But don't fall 2 sleep
don't fall 2 sleep
You can get your cash
on nigga
Pictures of plenty
Sippin my glass full of henny
Hands on my semi
Automatic kill for pennies
Approach for contact
Cause I'm live I multiply
Soon as I open fire
Niggaz die with open eyes
Scared to take a nap
It's a trap
A long maze
Dreaming of getting stacks
Making scratch the wrong way
What song says
We murder mother fucker's daily
Black out
Blow the the track out
My lyrics never fail me
I inhale strong weed
Then release the stress
Deliver the bomb shit
from the east to west
Like Yay Yo
Niggaz pull out
When I say so
Commence to poppin'
Mother fuckers copy and fail
Efficiently I release and flee
The art of war living sucka free
Get with me
Don't go 2 sleep
You can get your cash
on nigga
if you peak
Other niggaz close
there eyes seeing DREAMS
in they sleep
But don't fall 2 sleep
Don't go 2 sleep
You can get your cash
on nigga
if you peak
Other niggaz close
there eyes seeing DREAMS
in they sleep
But don't fall 2 sleep
I'm starin' thru my rear view
Doin' 'bout 90
The petal to the metal
So I can see what's behind me
Buckle up your seat belt
eyes on the road
They know we ridin' dirty
gotta play it how it go
They close down the projects
the clubs been closed
And then they wonder
why niggaz breakin down o's
I'm a run away slave
Ya get it nigga off the chain
I got that thug life shit
runnin' thru my viens
And now they scare
They know that I been heaven sent
And yeah we know the dope
comin' from the president
But look at us
We ain't got shit to lose
Feel like we ballin'
if we got a new pair
of tennis shoes
In the ghetto or better yet
home sweet home
This is the land of the free
But to me that's wrong
I'm on my way to the white house
strapped wit' my heat
So don't fall asleep
Come on niggaz
Don't go to sleep
You can get ya cash
on nigga if ya peep
Other niggaz close they eyes
Seein' dreams in they sleep
But don't fall asleep
Don't go to sleep
You can get ya cash
on nigga if ya peep
Other niggaz close they eyes
Seein' dreams in they sleep
But don't fall asleep
They say that the moe they hate ya
the moe that it motivate ya
My mind set on grind
my mental set on the paper
62 hours and countin'
and I'm still awake
And they slippin' me sleepin'
pills wit' the will I break
Broke nigga always tellin' ya
how to make ya cash adjust
So I just stop listenin'
and now my cash is up
Red dotted the media cause
they always mad at us
I don't see 'em tryin' to mediate
when we get gats and bust
They just instigate
and as soon as the get the tape
It's dropped from my nigga life
just as soon as they get the case
Personally I ain't trippin'
on all this rappin' stuff
I'm takin' back my money counter
cause it wasn't fast enough yep
I got a couple problems
and none of 'em is money
Just those that love me to pretend
to love me and say they buddies
Sometimes I want to
maneuver with the ruger
To live like Freddie Krueger
these nightmares just ain't as buddy
In meetings they always askin'
what my passion is
money talks so I always
have words to answer this
I can't relax cause its like
I'm a fetti activist
Might see me on tv
never a mattress
Don't go to sleep
You can get ya cash
on nigga if ya peep
Other niggaz close they eyes
Seein' dreams in they sleep
But don't fall asleep
Don't go to sleep
Don't go to sleep
You can get ya cash
on nigga if ya peep
Other niggaz close they eyes
Seein' dreams in they sleep
But don't fall asleep
Sleep banger
Don't go to sleep
You can get ya cash
on nigga if ya peep
Other niggaz close they eyes
Seein' dreams in they sleep
But don't fall asleep
Don't go to sleep
You can get ya cash
on nigga if ya peep
Other niggaz close they eyes
Seein' dreams in they sleep
But don't fall asleep

[Talking]
Ha-ha yeah, it's yours truly Houston's own
Chamillionaire holding it down, for the playa that don't believe
In love at first sight, but the playa that believes that he
Can get love on the first night, that's right
So before I get to discussing, what type of eye candy I need
What type of visual stimulation, she needs to be able to achieve
There's something special bout ya, that ain't hard to see

[Hook]
Grown and sexy from your head, down to your toes you know you're fine
Got that perfect face a perfect shape, and perfect smile (a perfect smile)
But soon as you turned around, it's something that I realized yeah
You look better from behind, you look better from behind, grown and sexy

[Chamillionaire]
From the moment you flashed your teeth, I knew that we had to meet
Your face was the Mona Lisa, your ass was a masterpiece
Asked ya if you was married, and that's when you answered no
I asked if you had a nigga, and that's when you said fa sho
So I didn't care, as you walked away I was stare
At your bottom in apple bottoms, your waist was shaped like a pare
Really round at the bottom, a little thin up there
So instead of letting ya leave, I pursued ya just like the playa
That I am and damn, couldn't help but to help myself
To a helping because I smelled some perfume, that can make me melt
And you shoulda seen my demeanor, I had to control myself
Approaching you from the rear, as I tapped you right on your belt
And you tried to look surprised, like you didn't know I was behind ya
But I could tell by your smile, you was waiting on me to find ya
Mess with my thought a bit, and tried to play hard to get
You don't wanna look like you're freaky, pretend like it's hard to hit

[Hook]

[Chamillionaire]
Let's give a toast, to the ladies that look better up close
That look better by the behind, and better when you approach
You try your best to get up close, until you smelling the soap
Lovely ladies from coast to coast, get in bed and she dope
Not a eight and not a nine, grade you more than just a dime
Bentley steering wheel body, cause you look better from behind
Grip around your waist turn it, like I'm just trying to get a better view
Cause God must of been working hard, when he assembled you
I'm trying to test drive, your rear and your shape
And I'm power steering your waist, and I see your rear is in shake
If you thought I couldn't handle it, then you're really mistaken
No one here to keep you near, then you're here for the taking
I'm still waiting, for you to give me one good reason
Why you couldn't leave and be speeding, off in some good breezing
You'll never spend another boring night, in some hood freezing
But posted up by standing water, during some good season

[Hook]

[Chamillionaire]
Had to tell you, that I'm really feeling your style
Saw you walking by, and couldn't let you pass
Gotta tell ya, that I'm really feeling your smile
But even better, is the beauty of your ass
Staring right, into the beauty of your profile
There's something, that I gotta ask
Can you let me, let me
Let me, view your beauty from the back

[Hook]

<i>[Whistle]</i>

<i>[Chamillionaire:]</i>
Yeah!
It's the name they say is running the game
Chamilitary Mayne

<i>[Lil' Flip:]</i> Flip in the building!

<i>[Chamillionaire:]</i>
Go ahead and hand over the torch
Super producer Scott Storch
And of course

<i>[Chorus: Chamillionaire]</i>
I'ma show you how to get your shine on (shine on)
Turn it up the DJ playing my song (my song)
Everybody keep on calling my phone (my phone)
Which one of y'all am I gone take home (take home)
I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk (club crunk)
Give 'em something thats goin' rattle that trunk (that trunk)
Tip ya cups up until ya get drunk (get drunk)
Tell the DJ to play it loud and turn the beat up..

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
Give me that million dollar beat and let me show you what to do with it
(Who that is??) That's the illest rapper choppin' and screwin' it
Couldnt snatch the game that's what they told me, so I'm provin it
Put the truth in Texas with Scott Storch and you got you a hit
Hittin never miss rep yo click and throw 'em high
Because Chamillionaire's the anwser to the game like Allen I
Middle fingaz to the sky, if they don't like that reply
Cause any DJ that deny is a mother fu errrwwwee lie
So give the ladies what that want
Got 'em racin' to the front of the stage
to feel the bass and tell the DJ turn it up (Turn it Up)
Yeaah Sound of Revenge saying Universal to go get my plaque
Rappin's dead so I'ma bring it back, like DJ's do when they hear my track
Check out my track record, they'll say I'ma track wrecka
Hotter than a black pepper now that I am back nigggga (He's Baaack)
You can't get mad if you feel that you and cap fit ya
Drop the biggest stat's ever so don't let that bbback hit ya

<i>[Chorus: Chamillionaire]</i>
I'ma show you how to get your shine on (shine on)
Turn it up the DJ playing my song (my song)
Everybody keep on calling my phone (my phone)
Which one of y'all am I gone take home (take home)
I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk (club crunk)
Give 'em something thats goin' rattle that trunk (that trunk)
Tip ya cups up until ya get drunk (get drunk)
Tell the DJ to play it loud and turn the beat up..

<i>[Lil' Flip]</i>
When it's time to hit the club I let my chain hang
If they got clovers on they neck we in the same gang
I'm 20 deep in V.I.P. puffin' Mary Jane
Splinters still in my hand from my woodgrain
I got homies on the West who like to gangbang
And I got homies on the East who do the same thang
I told Johhny put 50 in my pankyrang
5 karot diamond chain vvs is in it mayne
You know I rep the dirty dirty where they move cane
You know we mix purple stuff in that blue drank
Hipnotic, Big Bodies with Blue paint
We got that oomp spray, but it still stank
You a lame so yo dame playin mind games
Ima pimp so I stay in that mindframe
Niggaz talk shit untill I let that nine bang
Me and Duke in that maybach switchin lanes

<i>[Chorus: Chamillionaire]</i>
I'ma show you how to get your shine on (shine on)
Turn it up the DJ playing my song (my song)
Everybody keep on calling my phone (my phone)
Which one of y'all am I gone take home (take home)
I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk (club crunk)
Give 'em something thats goin' rattle that trunk (that trunk)
Tip ya cups up until ya get drunk (get drunk)
Tell the DJ to play it loud and turn the beat up..

<i>[Bridge: Chamillionaire]</i>
Heaaded to the baar (I'm headed to the baar)
You know I'm V.I.P. (You know I'm vipee)
And since you rollin' with a star (You rollin with a staar)
You V.I.P. with mee (Chamillitary heey heey)

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
Chamillitary the biggest threat to any of these rapper thinkin' they doin it
(Who That Is??) That's dem boyz from Texas that always do it big
Multi-colored diamonds got us shining They say our jewerly sick
Houston got a problem and you don't want nuthin to do wit it (Do you kid?)
I ain't think so I'm tippin slow
Wen my trunk is liftin' up look at the neons as they glow
Groupies never givin' up they be everywhere I go
When that elevator go up to my suite they there fo sho
Told me that she didnt care about my money Wasnt hearin it
Looks can be deceving as Chamillion paint apperances
You know how we do it at home of Screw and purple syrup is
She got turned out quicker than my power steering did

<i>[Chorus: Chamillionaire]</i>
I'ma show you how to get your shine on (shine on)
Turn it up the DJ playing my song (my song)
Everybody keep on calling my phone (my phone)
Which one of y'all am I gone take home (take home)
I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk (club crunk)
Give 'em something thats goin' rattle that trunk (that trunk)
Tip ya cups up until ya get drunk (get drunk)
Tell the DJ to play it loud and turn the beat up..

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
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 murda murda murda ah
It's murda murda murda yeah
It's murda murda murda
Somebody tell'em it's murda
Murder was the case
and they blamed me
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 will 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 ridin
And you shouldn't
be whining about abidin
By the law nah
it's obvious your lying
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 murda murda murda ah
It's murda murda murda yeah
It's murda murda murda
Somebody tell'em it's murda
Murder was the case
and they blamed me
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 ridin 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 coulda 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
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 murda
It's a bloody murder
Ah it's murda
It's a bloody murder
Yeah it's murda
It's a bloody murder
Somebody tell'em it's murda
Murder was the case
and they blamed me
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 eyepatch on for
Funny
Puttin 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 Chuck
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 jimmed 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 all nice
acting all strange
Like she was gonna
get it pathetic
I sell in court now they
all apologetic
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 murda murda murda ah
it's murda murda murda yeah
it's murda murda murda
Somebody tell'em it's murda
Murder was the case
and they blamed me

<i>[Chorus]</i>
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

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
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

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
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!

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Chamillionaire]</i>
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

<i>[Chorus]</i>

[Verse 1] Welcome to the evening news, I thank you all for tuning in, Yes I'm your host and your journalist and Chamillionaire so let the news begin, All helicopters out in the streets look at the screen let's zoom it in, Cause Cashis is at the scene, hey Cashis how are you my friend, Got time for no interviews (go-got no time for no interviews), No time to trip so don't get confused, cause this type of news depends on interviews, Got 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, So much power from oil money that poor folks can't seed by him, No problem, Osama, Bin Laden, been hidin', So long them pictures all starting to look like him on the milk cartons, Don Imus made comments that made everybody forget about him, That's him, Anna Nicole got pregant 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 everytime I talk about Katrina, they look at me like it's a misdeamenor, Anyways there's 'way more important stuff that we can discuss, George Bush is playing golf, everybody hush, he's about to puttin [Chorus] Gas prices raises, the money keeps burning, Dropout rate rising, so what are they learning?, Sending the troops to the war so I turn it, To today's evening news And the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow) And the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow) And the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow) This is the evening news [Verse 2] I know you take offense to certain words, but I've heard worse, but I won't blame ya, They say he's a entertainer but don't worry about it, never mind Cramer, Crocidile 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 ain't eighty-one, Now he saying he's number 1, but yesterday they had hated dumb, OJ was named innocent, he got no sentence and he's still alive, It's very ironic that the lawyer that defended him had to die, Well now my q-card says the price of gas isn't very 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 to the war so I turn it, To today's evening news And the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow) And the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow) And the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow) This is the evening news [Verse 3] We still haven't found Pac's killer, still haven't found Biggie's either, Thirty minutes into the case they got tired and took a breather, Snoop Dogg just got arrested, everyday he gets a new sepina, Innocent when murder was the case so the prosacution 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'Rielly somewhere is hating, Kanye just said WHAT? the president ain't got time for that, The White House is goning 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 Ossama at? [Hook] Now I want to know about Katrina, but everytime I talk about Katrina, They look at me like it's a misdeamenor, Anyways there's way more important stuff that we can discuss, N'Sync, Makin The Band and ??? had broken off [Chorus] Gas prices raises, the money keeps burning, Dropout rate rising, so what are they learning?, Sending the troops to the war so i turn it, To today's evening news And the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow) And the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow) And the world keeps turning slow (turning slow, turning slow) This is your evening news

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
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 Murda Murda Murda ah
It's Murda Murda Murda yeah
It's Murda Murda murda
somebody tellem it's Murda
murder was the case
and they blamed me
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 man
but i ain't a snitch
No cooperation is exactly
what you will get
till I talk to my lawyer
you get no reply
You've obviously been
wathcin too much CSI
I'm not a crash dummie
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 cockin your gun
and the chamber wasn't empty
it was obviousy Won
If you think im believin that
one your obviously dumb
huh
I know you heard the
sirens ya dived in to vehicle
you was drivin and ridin in
Instead you shouldn't
be whining
but abiding
By the law
Nah Its obvious
that your lyin
with so much
drama in the industry
hip hop police are listening
be careful or
you will be history
looks like another
unsolved mystery
It's murda murda murda ah
It's murda murda murda yeah
It's murda murda murda
somebody tellem it's murda
murder was the case
and they blamed me
Stop lyin to me boy
It be best you confess
I can smell the BS
on the scent of Your Breath
saw the meth while
I was expectin your deck
Saw that you were ridin dirty
when i looked at the rest
who is this guy Busta
who is this guy Snoop
who is this other friend
whose wearin the sky blue
look at this pic here whose
standing beside you
tell me his name now
I heard he was Pile roo
Confiscated the cds in
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 have sworn than
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
see 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
you're so slick
in the car we confiscated the
chronic and the clips 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
With so Much
drama in the industry
hip hop police are listening
be careful or
you will be history
looks like another
unsolved mystery
It's murda
It's a bloody murder ah
It's murda
It's a bloody murder yeah
It's murda
It's a bloody murder
Somebody tellem it murda
Murder was the case
and they blamed me
Now you can see
you're screwed as the
evidence pours in the witness
said the crime was at
three in the morning
gave us a description
so we picked your boy and
you'll get a lighter sentance
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
Puting people in a
hearse what i heard from
where were you the night of
April 21st son
Home
I think you got
your facts wrong
gatts on you chamillionare
Rob Shot a couple cats
on Melveiw
What
were gonna have to
jail you two
in the line up don't speak
until we tell you to
This the Person who jimmed
your lock sir was dark
kinda looked like him
I'm not sure
Failing to nail
cause assailants another
Leave i see an unmarked
tailing a brother
Hit the bodega not
no more game
This chick used to be nice
acting all strange
Like she was gonna get it
pathetic
I sail in court now
they all apologetic
With so much
drama in the industry
hip hop police are listening
be careful or
you'lll be history
looks another
unsolved mystery
It's murda murda murda ah
It's murda murda murda yeah
It's murda murda murda
Somebody tellem it's murda
murder was the case
and they blamed me

[Talking:] What's up man, Since you got a grammy and everything, You done changed, You ain- You can't even call me back, You won't even call me back bro, I called you 75 times yesterday dawg, They cut my phone off, 'cause I was callin' you [Intro:] Now that I've got dough in my pockets, And a whole lot of profits, (owww!) Seems like everybody loves me It feels great, Seems like everybody loves me, A round of applause for the cause, Thank you, thank you, Ch-chyea [Verse 1:] Used to treat me like the bad guy from Houston, In the media, it was like Darth Vader, People turnin' like turntables, Stay crossin' over like crossfaders, Try to switch up teams, like ball playas, So our enemies are like our neighbors, Keep 'em close, yeah very close, Most of my folks are still on papers, You can work, or you can have the work, But we makin' more than all of y'all wages, Motivation, makes hustlas make ya, So we successful because y'all made us, Used to not, give a flyin' eff, When they greated us with that one finga, Whole world jumped on the tip, And we hit the switch and sat on swangaz, In 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 the braud, would try to say I'm fraud, See me pull that waud, and that braud changes, Callin' me, she wanna be on the team, And now she's mad because I'm ignorin' pagers, Boys thinkin' that they can serve me, Y'all actin' like y'all waiters, Same ones who used to walk pass me, We was underground, but now we on majors, Keep speakin', beggin' for a beat, And I'll tell the streets to give that boy a favor, Turn 'em purple blue and red, all flavors I got a message for all haters [Chorus:] Headed to the top, And there 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 hard times, When you see my shinin', Give me your standing ovation [Verse 2:] 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 ring tones, You ever seen a platinum plaque, That look like that, Then you seen wrong, Better sit back and relax, Because my platinum reign is gonna sing long, And I don't blame boys for hatin', Because they wasn't patient, And they didn't know the plan, I knew that something had them shakin, It was gonna bubble like a Coka Cola can, And I shook it up like a soda can, My wallet is over flowin' man, Now my potential is unlimited, Like the minutes on my Motorola plan, Accountants and lawyers, I got big business, managers, Chamillitary is an interprise, Is you ready to ride? Is you a fan or what? Sound scannin' in Africa, Sound scannin' in Canada, We don't play, yeah VMAs, It can't get any better, can it huh? (can it huh) And I know it's hard to stay humble, They really thought I threw a fumble, I could of caught that through the trees, While runnin' right into the jungle, Could of been little Mugsy Bee, Turn her back into Mutumble, Would of still been a victory for me, You win, then they'll say they love you [Hook:] 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 hard times, When you see me shinin', Give me your standing ovation [Verse 3:] Let's give a 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 must of been drunk to doubt me, You obviously didn't miss a beer, I used to argue about everything, With folks that just didn't hear, Realized, that I was wastin' words, Like whisperin' in a missin' ear, I 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 feel, (yeah!) 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 [Talking:] Naw matter fact, I take that back, (wonderful!) Hold your applause for the sequel, We haven't got to the part where they try to cheat you, (wicked!) Aha (woo!) (Chamillitary!) (you're a genius, you're a genius!) [Chorus:] Headed to the top, And there 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 hard times, When you see my shinin', Give me your standing ovation [Outro:] (wonderful!) (wicked!) (woo!) (Chamillitary!) (you're a genius, you're a genius!)

It seems that theres a deadly virus thats sweeping thru the urban community the side effects can not often be seen becuz ya pockets will not turn green some thought that there was no vaccine, but it seems we have a cure ????? Chamilitary-Mayne, Get off ya coutch and go get it Chorus Im up early in the morning thinkin bout gettin this money all i knoz i gotta get that paper the hustlaz told me that i gotta go and get it now im gettin it the best way i kno how i wont let you down(x9) Verse 1 Im up early than a mother, chasin muggaz, ima hustla, then tomorrow everything is gon rewind only 7 dayz a week and 24 hours a day that aint enuff for me so i aint wastin time cuz only dreams come to sleepaz and my life aint gettin cheapa so u kno them dollar signs stay on my mind when they ask me where im goin i say u already knowin bout to hit the streets and go and get whats mine i wont let you down dreamz of havin finer things, ridin blazed, dreamin should, make u wanna wake up and get it in real life and see the wood in ya grill, if ya slippin dont grab wat ya seein, good, only place that u gon be or ever see gon be the hood Chorus Im up early in the morning thinkin bout gettin this money all i knoz i gotta get that paper the hustlaz told me that i gotta go and get it now im gettin it the best way i kno how i wont let you down(x9) Verse 2 Boy that word aint no excuse, u kno what it mean to me it means you passin over oppurtunities repeatedly write it on a piece a paper only thing i see is p, that paper paper paper chaser betta think for me to be nah my services aint for free make that money multiply early in the mornin ill be gone if ya chase wit me it aint gon be no tie try to explain and give em game i dont kno why i even try youd do the same if u was i but you are you so u gon lie make em think that u got cash tell them ladies u got slabs only thing u get is laughs u cant even bring down half of the bill thats on that tab only thing wrong wit bein broke is stayin broke and makin excuses bout like it aint no ?? Chorus Im up early in the morning thinkin bout gettin this money all i knoz i gotta get that paper the hustlaz told me that i gotta go and get it now im gettin it the best way i kno how i wont let you down(x9) Verse 3 In the hood havin nuthin wishin i was havin something i remember it like it was yesterday they was talkin down on me and i lost a couple homies i was gettin mine while they usta play they say i need to slow down but i aint slowin down for nuthin i dont wanna let the paper get away so when im in the streets grinding aint no need to be cryin the best way that u can help me is to pray wont let you down patnaz that was gettin lazy females that was acting crazy them promotaz that tried to play me mixtape labels that didnt pay me my old homies that aint around me dissin rappaz that came to find me major labels that didnt sign me left all that nonsense behind me and got paid Chorus Im up early in the morning thinkin bout gettin this money all i knoz i gotta get that paper the hustlaz told me that i gotta go and get it now im gettin it the best way i kno how i wont let you down(x9) see rich people aint gonna tell ya how to get paid and broke people act like they the richest people in the world always tellin people wat money how to get money always spendin money they thoght they was gonna get buyin things they cant afford, stop makin excuses if chronic smoke make em slepy he gon tell u he got chronic fatigue if liquor makes him drowsy he gon say he got that gray goose disease if women keep takin his money he gon tell ya it slipped off his sleeve whatever yo weakness is stop makin excuses please you should not be in couch or in house u should be in route if u gotta ask where then thats the reason u aint got nuttin you dont kno how to listen, go get it

[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 done with all of the nonsense If you know you aint a groupie, make some noise [Chorus:] G-R-O-U-P-I-E Told me that she ain't a freak x2 G-R-O-U-P-I-E Told me that she ain't a freak x2 Baby, You was kinda high maintenance to me Want my paper but you'll let my partner sleep with you for free Baby, I thought 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 told ya 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...

yea let her go let her go let her go let her go chamilitary-mayne yea pimp mode u kno i stay in pimp mode u kno i stay in pimp mode ya let her go let her go let her go yea pimp mode pimp mode she dont wanna leave, u gotta let her breath baby u wanna stay, make sure u wipe yo feet on the flo fo u step thru the door chamilitary mayne lez go Chorus let me hop right in the pimp mode got the top down on a fresh set of 4's and i push it real slow,slow,slow i pimp the caddy real slow,real slow,real slow let me hop right in the pimp mode put the game on em u kno how the rest go u kno how the rest go,go,go u kno i be in pimp mode,pimp mode,pimp mode,pimp mode Verse 1 picture me listenin while she beggin that aint even my style thats a penalty or a foul hit the sideline and sit down i aint even trippin bout how many my numbers that she gon dial u'll get ejected from the game now watch reality hit ya like pow u kno my stacks will stay stackin knowin they hate so ima stay packin knowin chamillionaire got what they lackin havin them ladys showin they back in continental lincoln jus stretchin stash is hot and my weapon baby flashin her fleshin hopin its her that im sexin yes im stayin fresh jus like mannie bout to go hit my spot in miami now that i won im puttin my grammy on the grill and hood of my candy she talkin bout can we can we what please take anotha vacation and im like take another vacation u gon have to sit and stay patient i control her and remote her she doin jus wat i told her got a fonebook in my fone yea somewhere up in my folder i stay choosin em like a voter told her ill promote her pinky shinin like its solar game colder than a polar Chorus let me hop right in the pimp mode got the top down on a fresh set of 4's and i push it real slow,slow,slow i pimp the caddy real slow,real slow,real slow let me hop right in the pimp mode put the game on em u kno how the rest go u kno how the rest go,go,go u kno i be in pimp mode,pimp mode,pimp mode,pimp mode Verse 2 well its a sunny day in the city wit syrup and sunny d flippin thru sunny side tryin to get me some money g down south on the south side where carseats is super-soft if u trill we can conversate if u aint ill blow ya off from me the king of the trill the one and the only mayne my roof linin is swade my seats is pony mayne my air-forces is crocodile candy and dodo mayne so when i step out i step and im fly thats fa'sho tho mayne now cadillac cars the machine 26's sittin clean cup full of promethazine for the lean naw mean sittin taller than yao-ming cut the corna them hatas fall back and start bawing lookin regal in the regal presidential in the lincoln a balla in the beama man what the f**k was u thinkin me and koopa wouldnt shine we got u boyz sweatin playa texas is the gind-house ask Robert and Quentin we be pimpin Chorus let me hop right in the pimp mode got the top down on a fresh set of 4's and i push it real slow,slow,slow i pimp the caddy real slow,real slow,real slow let me hop right in the pimp mode put the game on em u kno how the rest go u kno how the rest go,go,go u kno i be in pimp mode,pimp mode,pimp mode,pimp mode Hook u in the presence of a playa in the presence of a playa i aint gon be the one to save ya i aint gon be the one to save ya u in the presence of a playa in the presence of a playa i aint gon be the one to save ya i aint gon be the one to save ya Chorus let me hop right in the pimp mode got the top down on a fresh set of 4's and i push it real slow,slow,slow i pimp the caddy real slow,real slow,real slow let me hop right in the pimp mode put the game on em u kno how the rest go u kno how the rest go,go,go u kno i be in pimp mode,pimp mode,pimp mode,pimp mode what u mean u aint gon save me i dont need nobody to save me oh yea and u talkin about pimp p-i-m-p in the flesh u kno what that mean to me what paper in my pocket haha now pull out ya credit card lets see if u can make my bank account pregnant man u krazy wat color is yo card o is it black american express cuz if it aint u need to step ya game up rookie man who u callin a rookie get up out my car uh i was jus playin baby you kno i love you yea ight i hope u love to walk get out

Rock Star
Rock Star Rock On
Rock Star Rock On
It'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
I been havin paper
I been havin stacks
The crowd 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
Rock on
they see the jewels is so sick
l like flu spit and flu cough
Take it off and you lost
the tough talk get tooled off
Keep the 4 iron near
keep on thinkin that
it's for golf
Nickel Plate on your head
silverware's food for thought
Grammy winner the haters is
like 'How could this happen
On the red carpet so much
they mistake me for Aladdin
How I'm a rapper with revenue
like a rock star
If I'm near 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 n rollin
them swishers full of marijuana
They judgin me like your honor
your daughter's here
with her mama
They tell me that
I'm a charmer
more freakier than Madonna
Famous look right at
me and said
Know why i got my ligher up
Cause like the throwback P
Diddy alias I'ma Puff
See how we rippin up tickets
that police be writin us
Do like Michael Jackson's
complexion Mr and lighten up
Ladies love it when your
livin like a rock star
I got em screamin loud as
they be screamin comin out
broads daily
Ladies love it when your
livin like a rock star
She's sayin she's in love
with me and she
is probably your lady
Like a rockstar Lady
Like a rockstar Lady
Ladies love it when your
livin like a rock star Baby
Catch me gettin into trouble
like it's my job Baby
When they listen to the cops
come then I'ma Rock On
I been havin paper
I been havin stacks
The crowd 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
Rock n Roll Fly
Bitch 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 its foreign
I mean my cars
I mean my clothes
I mean my hos
I mean my flows
You dress different round
then me I'ma clean your nose
Step into the line of fire
hide the penal code
Compared to big foot
you just twinkle toes
I get ya girlfriend wet
like wrinkled clothes
Rock star like money
drugs freaky hos
World tours
walkthroughs and TV shows
My hair's out Hey
No Shirt Hey
I stage dive Rock Rock
I crowd surf Hey
I'm a hot boy Hey
I'm on my hot shit Rock Rock
Reportin' to you live
from the mosh pit
Ladies love it when
your livin like a rock star
I got em screamin loud
as they be screamin comin out
broads daily
Ladies love it when your
livin like a rock star
She's sayin she's in love
with me and she is
probably your lady
Like a rockstar Lady
Like a rockstar Lady
Ladies love it when your
livin like a rock star Baby
Catch me gettin into trouble
like it's my job Baby
When they listen to the cops
come then I'ma Rock On
I'm so cool I'm so smooth
I'm that dude I'm so fly
Groupies tellin me like a spy
the ground be tellin me
that I'm fly
The cloud 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 pelvic 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
She licked on a
stamp and melted
So save your rap
for the rookies
cause there ain't
no rappers here
A show you do in a club is a
show we do in the ampitheatre
We packin stadiums
ladies come in
i'll introduce ya
It's too packed to maneuver
crowd look like LaLaPalooza
We outshinin the losers
know i ride with the Ruger
You know I'ma producer
weapon upside ya medulla
Got no time to seduce a
Super Head type of seducer
Groupies tyrin to snake me
but Koopa denyin' Medusas
Ladies love it when your
livin like a rock star
I got em screamin loud as
they be screamin comin out
broads daily
Ladies love it when
your livin like a rock star
She's sayin she's in love
with me and she is
probably your lady
Like a rockstar Lady
Like a rockstar Lady
Ladies love it when your
livin like a rock star Baby
Catch me gettin into trouble
like it's my job Baby
When they listen to the
cops come then I'ma Rock On
Rock Rock Rock On
Rock Rock Rock On
rockin n rollin till the
wheels fall off
Know what I'm talkin bout
Chamillitary Mayne
Young Money
We the new Red
Hot Chili Peppers
We on fire
Sold out arenas
Tearin up tour busses
You Know how we get down HaHa
Rock On Hol Up Hol Up Hol Up
Tryna get the Ozzy
Osborne paper mayne
I'ma throw a pool party
Me and the playboy bunnies
gonna be swimmin in a pool
of a paper like
Scrooge McDuck HaHa
Your Invited If You can swim
Rock On

(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 electrolytes 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)

[Intro] Play N Skills [Chorus] Now your introuble here comes the bill colleta Now your introuble here comes the bill colleta When I pick up my phone you’ll already kno its bout to go down if ya ain’t got my papper Hang up my phone you’ll already kno its bout to go down if ya ain’t got my papper [VerseChamillionaire] Man you know that you had them warrants you kept ignorin you don’t want em You said that is was annoying like pay em wasn’t important Your tv still in the pawn you tell them its in the storage When the police pull you over you be givn a oscar performance A ticket u can’t afford it but expire plates on ur Taurus Ur baby’s momma stay trippn cause none of them kids are supported You mest up every appointment that’s why u ain’t got employment And spider webs in ur wallet ur pockets look like they haunted Always wanted to be famous well u gone get wat u wanted Americas most wanted they bout to see u up on it You normally move like tourist but you get in car and u floor it but u can’t even escape cause the repot man got u ya cornerd [Chorus] Now your introuble here comes the bill colleta Now your introuble here comes the bill colleta When I pick up my phone you’ll already kno its bout to go down if ya ain’t got my papper Hang up my phone you’ll already kno its bout to go down if ya ain’t got my papper [Hook] Better pick up ur phone Better pick up ur phone Seem like everytime I call I you just I get a dial tone Pick on ur phone Better pick on ur phone Seem like everytime I call you I just get a dial tone [VerseChamillionaire] Checkn checkn you checkn checkn you ain’t got a profit And you try to hide till the repot man come and shake up them pockets Im talkn to u cause ur rent is due and u ain’t try to drop it Till the lights is turned off in ur crib just like lamps ain’t got no sockets They coming at you and you gottn u try to say u ain’t got it You haven’t paid a payment or part of it half of piece of the deposit So I suggested the best of u use some reason to logic Or the bill collecta is comin comin to see u about it got it [Chorus] Now your introuble here comes the bill colleta Now your introuble here comes the bill colleta When I pick up my phone you’ll already kno its bout to go down if ya ain’t got my papper Hang up my phone you’ll already kno its bout to go down if ya ain’t got my papper

Get away, get away (hey) you got to have a passport if you're rollin with me we can hit jamaica or we can chill in france roll with a player, you can bring a friend you are in presence with some players, chamillionaire doing it big we could hit hawaii or the caribbean, we could do it major, chillin on the sand chorus you are stressing everyday because of the way you are livin seeing it on your face, aint faking no feelin

Come back to the streets, yea (x3) Chamillionaire Even when i'm not there and i'm here like air (Keep sayin my name) Fresh off the plane from Spain and uh (Keep sayin my name) Back to playin the rap game, its yours truly Come on, say it with me Chamillitary mayne 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 I got the game on smash Come back to the streets (x2) [Verse 1] Had to make a couple trips to the islands Now i'm internationally known Had to make another switch with My provider got the international phone Had to add a little bit to the rider First class have I asked to be flown And they keep callin me, tellin me get back in your zone These boys is cartoon characters, too much imagination Just a little too much animation from the maker They know Cham can erase them Travelled all over the world And my experience is Yall experienceless, yall aint experienced shit I grabbed the grammy, I hold the one Got plenty strikes, way more than some Hush your mouth please, 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 Got the platinum plaque, not the golden one And I look at yall like I told ya uhh Been a boss, win them cars, pull up I bet ya that menopause Yea menopause like women drawers Yea I bet i show ya how to kill that noise Phantom of the opera pass em by your copper In the new phantom, phantom is a dropper Cash I got a lot you mad cuz you are not the talk up in the streets And mad cuz you are not, uh They say its got to be street They say its got to be street, don't go commercial Koopa Its got to be street Major label aint the only thing universal about me Come back to the streets (x2) And gimmick rappers they focus, most of these jokers is chokers But I don't even play poker, pull em down your cheesy lookin posters They look up to me like a bird I look down on em like the curb My movement lookin like its movin Your movement look like a *screeeech* They callin me Come back to the streets (Keep sayin my name) They callin me, they callin me (Keep sayin my name) They callin me (Keep sayin my name) Come back to the streets 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 (x2) [Verse 2] Yea, the life I live is just like a movie Every corporation, they tryna sue me Phony people be tryna glue me Till they side they try stick it to me Lucky for me I got the tooley Not black and decker but its black I bet ya Stay in the streets, do that for pleasure So much paper they ask to measure When the ruler or stackin moula Is speakin to ya don't interrupt Middle finga up on the ceiling Somebody gon eff you up Don't let the black tux fool ya cuz I am not the one I come out the suit like Clark Kent to make sure your done Rappers aint real, rappers they fakers and frontas They caucasian in the winter then turn Jamaican in the summer Flippin with Pitman and Straw you know they aint just some gunnaz Personal trainers thatll brang a couple thangs and make you a runner Gotta like the producers that made this track The producers who made ya stacks Some of you losers need ta face the facts Put up the duece the ace is back Take out the rappers you think are whack Put Chamillitary in place of that Watch how I erase em and take the plaques Then I unloosen a case of *gunshot*

mo money mo u bring me trou- mo money mo u bring me trou- mo money mo u bring me trouble u bring me trouble but im still in love im still in love im still in love i think that im still in love im still in love im still in love i think that im still in love (Chamillionaire talkin) yea havin moneys like a relationship kno wat im sayin everybody always gon get in ya business try to break it up try and get involved in it but they really needa mind they own business money dont do buttin but bring ya trouble but for some reason i keep chasin it i must be in love Verse 1 u so bad they be gettin mad somebody that they wish they had ur a dime and u kno ur mine flippin wit u rite in my slab relationship aint the same as the others back in the past see i tried to have someone like you but didnt add up to half cruzin in wit my queen the jewels the wrist and the bling we movin and hit the scene the movie u flick the ???? paintin the city green like green is the coolest thing u cruzin up the ???? we doin it as a team i hopped in a different slab that aint got the easy tag u lookin so good to them that they told people let me pass neva tell me slow it down the rims keep on movin fast when im drivin i almost crash when i stare at yo sexy a** the longer we stay togetha ur apperance is lookin betta not betta-off with the fellaz u gon be mine 4eva they always lovin the yellows thats why i nickname ya chedda but they betta not touch ya or betta see my baretta u never leave by myside even kno they all try to take ya neva turnin on me even thho they all try to make ya long as u by my side theres nuthin that i couldnt pay for u'll make-up and never break-up i stay in love wit ya paper Chorus money cant money cant buy me love but shes actin like she love me cuz im ridin on dubz money cant money cant buy me trust but my money is attracted to the backstabbaz money bring money bring plenty hataz it be lookin so good that ima prolly fall in love money u bring me trouble but i still think i love you Verse 2 shes as black as a african but they call her american very thin yea she be messin around wit married men when he comes home shes neva askin him where he been cuz 99% of the time she was rite there wit him chances of him losin her in this life are very slim money duznt grow on trees u aint checkin every limb she gon be a rappa o wow she wants to marry him she gon still survive when he die she'll hav to bury him when u kno u wit a dime they'll treat u like your special broad at his ??????? cuz yours left you bring her to tha church and the pastor says "god bless you" bring her around ya boyz but be careful they gon get you cash in a hidden place ironically called it safe and ur prolly leavin the safe like its safe in the realist place i hope u gon stay awake cuz they gon enter and break and the safe is the first thing that them hataz gon try to take Chorus money cant money cant buy me love but shes actin like she love me cuz im ridin on dubz money cant money cant buy me trust but my money is attracted to the backstabbaz money bring money bring plenty hataz it be lookin so good that ima prolly fall in love money u bring me trouble but i still think i love you Verse 3 he introduced her to his motha his motha said that she loved her and after that he discovered his brotha don tryed to cut her they messin wit one anotha saw her under the covers and now he gotta show his brotha the meanin to keep it gutta all i kno is i love her i mean he loves her tryed to control his temper as he leaned and he hugged her just enuff to get close to her he screaemed as he shoved her outta the exit heard his brotha scream u's a busta dont touch her what u betta slow yo roll quick nah matter fact back up rite now before i click click whats this told u to stop playin wit me boi hurry up girl lezgo lez get in the car rite now you bring me trouble shes fallin to the floor he picked her up and hes grabbin her yellin out likes he mad at her soundin like hes a animal pullin and grabbin her now he already damaged her he throws her into the trunk and talks to her like a passenger and thats when uh he hearin the tires squeal hes speedin outta the driveway approachin the highest hill everytime that u called me i came like i served u even the boss i usta work for had the nerve to tell me i wasnt good enuff and didnt deserve u told me i wasnt good enuff and didnt deserve u i fought to keep u in my life and this the thanx i get well thanx for all the good memorys i think im sick (u bring me trouble but im still in love) today we bring u breaking news looks like theres a major car accident authority alarms the pursuit of an unamed individual who crashed his car into the front entrance of a gas station on the northwest side of town all tho there is not much info known about the suspect we are told the assailent tryed to get away on foot and the police are in close pursuit the reason for the crash may have been a loaded 9mm handgun that may have accidentally fired we will give u more details on the evening news

[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 in, To today's evening news. [VERSE 1] Welcome to the evening news, I thank you all for tuning in, Yes, I'm your host and your journalist, here 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 we don't get confused, cause this type of news opinion and views 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 where 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 pregant and had kids by him, Rest in peace 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 everytime 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 in, 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. [VERSE 2] 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, nevermind 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 in, 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. [VERSE 3] 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 get 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] And I would love to talk about Katrina, but everytime 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 da band and Milli Vanilli had 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 in, 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.

[Chorus] [Chamillionaire] Welcome to the South Try to criticize us for how we live They gon do the same things that we just did Betta watch your mouth Try to criticize us for how we spit And say you respect the money that we get Welcome to the south Watch em criticize everything we did And expect that us to never even trip We know them grills and candy paint So be careful what you say Cuz we might just throw it right back in your face Betta watch your mouth [Verse 1] [Chamillionaire] Uh I cross the globe I hit a hater Same whispers from state to state If you didn't say then this aint for you Don't worry bout it cuz you can't relate Before you buy me then you criticize me While you beside me Lets get it straight Cuz you remind me of the kid beside me Same rapper that you say you hate Wanna criticize then fine Say the south got simple rhymes Everytime I travel i'm in the backyard that act just like mine Same rhyme just different times I don't think that it changed a lil Used to show our grills and they be like ew Nowadays they all say thats ill I remember when the major label Wouldn't even come pay a visit Used to say they had love for us but They just blowin them suspect kisses Now you watchin me see you plottin me Can't act like we ain't suspicious Shoot the slugs you shoot at us but when you bust your thang it misses, uh I aint leavin much trippin Cuz im a man boy im ?? Im decidin where i'm residing Should never tolerate domestic violence I know you rather me just relax and sit back in silence But i'm the owner not just the client Shit the south is where I stay at [Chorus] [Verse 2] [Chamillionaire] Don't knock the swagga, dont knock the swagga Then turn around and be a swagger jacker You a man and you should be a man Don't walk around without an Adam's apple We was lookin at it from a distance But we wasn't trippin cuz it had to happen Styrophone cup and a snapla, you actin like you been a fan of rappin You was hatin or participatin when you saw a sub ?? slidin through You and everybody else that did it, they applauded them and they applauded you You actin like somebody made ya say it Took your hand and then applied the glue Turn around and give the mic to you And now you end up lookin like a fool Can't holla ya, some followers and thats the reason i'm in the lead The rest of yall are some benchwarmers and gettin mad cuz I'm in the lead I'm switchin speeds, don't get fatigued Yall behind in line, yall chasin me Yall finna see my energy, so get off my back and let a playa breathe I won't lie and act lyin like i'm the one supportin everything Like southern rappers ain't never lame Like some of these boys don't f**k up the game Most of us do our thang And the rest of em leave my ears in pain But thats him and he sure aint me So don't look at us like we all the same [Chorus] [Verse 3] [Pimp C] South side candy rider Never been a socializer Flyin high, work grinder, knock ya gal you can't find her She was sittin on butter Hundred 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 can't Be who I be if you ain't Seen what I see and you can't see what I see I put the bricks in the rolla with slabs on that wasn't free Been a legend in the south since the year '93 Pocket full of stones, menace to society The heart in the car chrome and folds, not B's Now everybody pimpin and they all got keys Nigga please, you work for UPS They say they smokin dro but all I keep smellin is stress I roll with the best 92 million screwin the Lexus I might not be nothin to you But i'm the shit in that Texas Welcome to the South (fading)

intro~chamillionaire is so crazy look at the face of the media like they crazy you thought i'd fall im sorry dog ya crazy mirror mirror on the wall you are crazy i wonder if they still call it memory lost if you cant remember the last time you lost haha yea the only time i loose when its my memory haters comin around here talkin about remember me naw amnesia cam leader aparently you were just a problem well not what im bout to say speed they cant keep up with no one ahead of me victory is just what i said that i can acheive bout to be troubled you scared i think you betta leave

[Chorus:] I try and try 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 it's love, It just ain't good enough, And we breakin' up, We breakin' up, We breakin' up, We breakin' up, 'Cause love just ain't enough [Verse 1:] Yeah, I had seen potential, In your mental, And was tryin' to 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 gossipin', try to break my dreams, So I'm breakin' up with ya, I try to do everything to please ya, I don't even wanna see ya, The sight of you is givin' me a fever, Think I need a breather, Need ya to give me space, And lead her, Pass in the glass, And keep walkin' pass, When they say that we a, Match made in heaven, Tell 'em I said that that's a lie, So disrespectful, I feel like I've wasted half my life, That's why I ain't in love, Try to say I ain't in love, Then I go right back on my word, And we end up makin' up, hold up [Chorus:] I try and try 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 it's love, It just ain't good enough, And we breakin' up, We breakin' up, We breakin' up, We breakin' up, 'Cause love just ain't enough [Verse 2:] See, It's like I love, And I hate almost everything about ya, I be indy and givin' a livin', Takin' everything I bought ya, Even indy ain't givin' a ceiling, When I'm tellin' you get outta, Here, you disappear, Then the next day you come back home to papa, 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 got ya, 'Cause you always move, And I want to, But I ain't even gon' stop ya, You be all up in my pocekts like feed me, Makin' this type of livin' 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'd leave me, I be gettin' impatient, And waitin', hopin' that you'd make it speedy, So I figured, I'd tell ya the truth, Because I knew that it would free me, Give ya everything that I could, But you still kept actin' greedy, You let the world come inside, You shouldn't had been actin' sleezy, 'Cause now you pregnant, With rappers that lie on half their cds [Chorus:] I try and try 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 it's love, It just ain't good enough, And we breakin' up, We breakin' up, We breakin' up, We breakin' up, 'Cause love just ain't enough [Verse 3:] Now I can't even lie, That I was in love with you, We did everything together, That lovers do, The love done died, I think it's time to move, In a direction that ain't got nothin' to do with you, And everytime, I think of us, I think that it's time that I made 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 it's all because [Chorus:] I try and try 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 it's love, It just ain't good enough, And we breakin' up, We breakin' up, We breakin' up, We breakin' up, 'Cause love just ain't enough [Talking:] I ain't gonna lie, I used to wake up with thoughts of you on my mind, But now you just get on my nerves, Even when you no even tryin', People tell me that it's gonna be better, But I tell 'em that they lyin', My love for you is definently dieing, 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, It's just a matter of time, Before I had to give you a piece of my mind, And maybe I could spend the rest of my time, Havin' peace in mind, You couldn't even say one thing, That you know that no one know, Everytime I see you gossipin' about so and so, You immitate, 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 got a degree ( Yeah ) But my felony wont let me get a job (That's what i'm talking) Life is so hard (Pretty hard baby) And just today somebody stole my car and bus don't run my way (It's messed up man whatcha gonna do?) I think i'll walk the street today It seems like i'm stuck in the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto (Feel that baby) Sometimes it seems like i'm stuck in the ghetto But I've got love for ghetto, ghetto (That's real baby) When I go to my friends Now they opened arms they greet 'n' let me in 'What's up Tony baby? Let's go do something, let's go drink something, huh? And every day we just dream and ?? and drink out lots of way (Try to get behind this walls baby) I think I flied the sky today It seems like i'm stuck (stuck baby) in the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto Sometimes it seems (It's real Tony) like i'm stuck in the ghetto (It's all good mayne) But I've got love for ghetto, ghetto (Yeah we gonna be all good babe)

Chorus The Rain Is Falling' And The Weather Is Cold Don't Know Which Way To Go But I Continue To Roll The Rainfall Is Really Taking A Toll On My Mind And My Body And On My Spirit And Soul The Rains Fallin' But I'm Keeping A Hold On The Light Cuz I Know That I Could Spin Outta Control I Know Know,I Know Know,I Know This Is Gonna Be One Rocky Road Verse 1 What part of the business is this? friendship and business don't mix wit anyone else its just business wit friends I'm personally pissed is this a curse or a gift guess i was blessed wit my wish don't tell me that u feel my pain that i sayin' its best if we switch u take the fortune and fame and see if its 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 buy detectives try to get into ya personal lives gotta do yo best to protect it answer the rest in a message when i go ill go in a blaze but it wont be no captain savin' cuz where im goin ya saved tryin' to rain down on my parade till that umbrella get raised they thinkin' that they can read me when they ain't knowin' my page tryin' to keep a smile on my face even at times when i engage in business conversations wit people i know r snakes if life is a piece of cake part of the icing is venom been a lifetime tryin to bring me down but i jus ain't gonna let em ya betta tell em Chorus The Rain Is Fallin And The Weather Is Cold Dont Know Which Way To Go But I Continue To Roll The Rainfall Is Really Taking A Toll On My Mind And My Body And On My Spirit And Soul The Rains Fallin But Im Keeping A Hold On The Light Cuz I Know That I Could Spin Outta Control I Know Know,I Know Know,I Know This Is Gonna Be One Rocky Road Verse 2 back and forth and im pacing bein more patient than patience tryin to wait for the good news to show up but im unfortunately waitin gotta be group participation if its in the course that we making i was unfortunately dumb she was unfortunately fakin cuz the only sexual spark is the spark he got for the gold they say till death do us part but that part is where she says no there are too many emotions emotions like pins and needles actin like emotions are evil like showin love is illegal i thought that it was a eagle but ive seen this volture before he thinks this is where i will stop cuz he sees that im walkin slow but no i think u should kno that soon as i get where i go u'll remember the fact that i had a purpose fa'sho Hook I Hope You Know Where Your Going I hope You Know That Today On The Side Of The Road You Gon See A Whole Lotta Snakes When The Bad Weather Comes To Rain Down On Ya Parade Jus Raise Up Ya Umbrella And Try To Keep Goin Straight Chorus The Rain Is Fallin And The Weather Is Cold Dont Know Which Way To Go But I Continue To Roll The Rainfall Is Really Taking A Toll On My Mind And My Body And On My Spirit And Soul The Rains Fallin But Im Keeping A Hold On The Light Cuz I Know That I Could Spin Outta Control I Know Know,I Know Know,I Know This Is Gonna Be One Rocky Road Verse 3 this road has many curves many bumps and potholes it can even take u thru a loop if u aint got yo shit togetha unpredictable weather could leave ya dehydrated frostbitten washed away or eitha ran ova by heavy traffic watch where you roam cuz its a challenge jus tryna make it home but still i walk i keep my pace i keep my stride ??????????? but theres too much pride i must find a narrow path so i can walk and laugh out loud cry and sing without bein judged by the crowd maybe someday i could jus fly away but for now ill jus beat my feet and get there someway somehow and mile after mile after mile ill smile keepin my head up even tho rains pourin down and the road gets ruff and the journey is long i mite get tired but i must move on Chorus The Rain Is Fallin And The Weather Is Cold Dont Know Which Way To Go But I Continue To Roll The Rainfall Is Really Taking A Toll On My Mind And My Body And On My Spirit And Soul The Rains Fallin But Im Keeping A Hold On The Light Cuz I Know That I Could Spin Outta Control I Know Know,I Know Know,I Know This Is Gonna Be One Rocky Road Chamillionaire Talking most of our heroes are locked up or deceased u can never rlly feel remorse untill someone restin in peace we measure the best by success and aint impressed by nuthin less only time we say we wanna change is when we aint got no change left only time we call on god is when theres nobody else to call keep stumblin ova the same roadblock that jus made ya fall we always gotta wait till somethin happen bfo we start reactin we at war with ourselves, how much longer we gon be attackin

verse~ I'ma keep winnin' but the album almost through Thanks I ain't neva' had a fan like you Eazy-E, Left Eye and Aaliyah too Pac Biggie Hauf Fatpack and DJ screw I wanna thank you Thanks for openin' my eyes and helpin' to me to realize that tomorrow ain't promised, gotta live life to the fullest, whats life if you ain't enjoyin' it, know what I'm talkin' bout'? My purpose really used to be so unclear Science fiction with the swagger its so unreal So fly that my nickname should be up here Lookin' up is the only time when I appear I'm a spartan, go ahead and through your spear Slap failure in the face and still show no fear They say no show but I show like yea (The champs here) But the whole crowd know my cheer (Victory) The media they write about you in the mass, spread rumors bout ya' life and write you was detatched I know one of my three publicists would ruin my chance, so let me let you know I don't like you in advance but I (thank you) And I extend their thanks to, to everybody sayin' stuff you know ain't true You need to go and find God like Mase too, and just stay there with him and try to stay you Gettin' away is important I could pull a couple strings like a guitar hand Better yet bring out the whole guitar band Grab green we could swing somewhere like Tarzan I swear to yall' the rap game really makin' me sick The record industry's your home then I came to evict Put some nonsense out and I bet you this one'll stick I put real music out and I'm probly' gon' 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 then sealed it out Told me I'm on the right track and killed my route (Ouch) You never miss a good thing till it's gone Ya the flow is so fluid it's like drinkin' a song (Don't get the track listing wrong) This ain't even a song This is a beat that I must release therapy on Everybody singin' that they wanna see me successful Came into the game but now I'm feelin' like (Let's go) Intimate moments never seem to be special See the jet, you can bet I'm disappearin' like (Presto) Alakazam, I ain't mad at the fans, I ain't mad at the man, they both scattered my brain Never would 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 runs' done and it's the Victory height Now that everybody's present and it's Victory night Let me re-paint the pic, they wasn't depictin' me right (Now what you mean?) Tell the world that I'm more than just a grille Show ya how to put your hands on more than a wood wheel If that's all your hearin' then let me just be for real Take your contract, To hell with a record deal Keep thinkin' I'ma lose if you want to Been through 10 times more in life than you've gone through Thats why, I always have to make the move on fools Back on my feet like I got 2 gum shoes Ya, why you think Em probly' goin' all crazy Why you think Britney Spears goin' bald baby Interview me you think you know it all lady I'm outta here (ya) but not before yall pay me (Thank you) I appreciate it You know I'ma use the power respect and the million dollar check to do what I wanna do, but right now, I'm finna take a vacation A real vacation tho (Ha ha) This the outro was gon' put it at the beginnin' , but this is what I say the moment after I'm winnin' Thank you Ultimate Victory

[Verse 1]
Welcome to the evening news,
I thank you all for tuning in,
Yes I'm your host and your journalist and Chamillionaire so let the news begin,
All helicopters out in the streets look at the screen let's zoom it in,
Cause Cashis is at the scene,
hey Cashis how are you my friend,
Got time for no interviews
(go-got no time for no interviews),
No time to trip so don't get confused,
cause this type of news
depends on interviews,
Got 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,
So much power from oil money
that poor folks can't seed by him,
No problem, Osama, Bin Laden,
been hidin',
So long them pictures all starting
to look like him on the milk cartons,
Don Imus made comments
that made everybody forget about him,
That's him, Anna Nicole got pregant
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 everytime I talk about Katrina,
they look at me like it's a misdeamenor,
Anyways there's 'way more important stuff
that we can discuss,
George Bush is playing golf,
everybody hush, he's about to puttin

[Chorus]
Gas prices raises,
the money keeps burning,
Dropout rate rising,
so what are they learning?,
Sending the troops to the war so I turn it,
To today's evening news
And the world keeps turning slow
(turning slow, turning slow)
And the world keeps turning slow
(turning slow, turning slow)
And the world keeps turning slow
(turning slow, turning slow)
This is the evening news

[Verse 2]
I know you take offense to certain words,
but I've heard worse, but I won't blame ya,
They say he's a entertainer
but don't worry about it, never mind Cramer,
Crocidile 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 ain't eighty-one,
Now he saying he's number 1,
but yesterday they had hated dumb,
OJ was named innocent,
he got no sentence and he's still alive,


It's very ironic that the lawyer
that defended him had to die,
Well now my q-card says
the price of gas isn't very 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 to the war so I turn it,
To today's evening news
And the world keeps turning slow
(turning slow, turning slow)
And the world keeps turning slow
(turning slow, turning slow)
And the world keeps turning slow
(turning slow, turning slow)
This is the evening news

[Verse 3]
We still haven't found Pac's killer,
still haven't found Biggie's either,
Thirty minutes into the case they got tired
and took a breather,
Snoop Dogg just got arrested,
everyday he gets a new sepina,
Innocent when murder was the case so the prosacution 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'Rielly somewhere is hating,
Kanye just said WHAT?
the president ain't got time for that,
The White House is goning 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 Ossama at?

[Hook]
Now I want to know about Katrina,
but everytime I talk about Katrina,
They look at me like it's a misdeamenor,
Anyways there's way more important stuff that we can discuss,
N'Sync, Makin The Band
and ??? had broken off

[Chorus]
Gas prices raises, the money keeps burning,
Dropout rate rising, so what are they learning?,
Sending the troops to the war so i turn it,
To today's evening news
And the world keeps turning slow
(turning slow, turning slow)
And the world keeps turning slow
(turning slow, turning slow)
And the world keeps turning slow
(turning slow, turning slow)
This is your evening news

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
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 murda murda murda ah
It's murda murda murda yeah
It's murda murda murda
Somebody tell'em it's murda
Murder was the case
and they blamed me
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 will 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 ridin
And you shouldn't
be whining about abidin
By the law nah
it's obvious your lying
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 murda murda murda ah
It's murda murda murda yeah
It's murda murda murda
Somebody tell'em it's murda
Murder was the case
and they blamed me
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 ridin 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 coulda 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
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 murda
It's a bloody murder
Ah it's murda
It's a bloody murder
Yeah it's murda
It's a bloody murder
Somebody tell'em it's murda
Murder was the case
and they blamed me
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 eyepatch on for
Funny
Puttin 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 Chuck
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 jimmed 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 all nice
acting all strange
Like she was gonna
get it pathetic
I sell in court now they
all apologetic
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 murda murda murda ah
it's murda murda murda yeah
it's murda murda murda
Somebody tell'em it's murda
Murder was the case
and they blamed me

[Talking:]
What's up man,
Since you got a grammy and everything,
You done changed,
You ain- You can't even call me back,
You won't even call me back bro,
I called you 75 times yesterday dawg,
They cut my phone off, 'cause I was callin' you


[Intro:]
Now that I've got dough in my pockets,
And a whole lot of profits, (owww!)
Seems like everybody loves me

It feels great,
Seems like everybody loves me,
A round of applause for the cause,
Thank you, thank you,
Ch-chyea


[Verse 1:]
Used to treat me like the bad guy from Houston,
In the media, it was like Darth Vader,
People turnin' like turntables,
Stay crossin' over like crossfaders,
Try to switch up teams, like ball playas,
So our enemies are like our neighbors,
Keep 'em close, yeah very close,
Most of my folks are still on papers,
You can work, or you can have the work,
But we makin' more than all of y'all wages,
Motivation, makes hustlas make ya,
So we successful because y'all made us,
Used to not, give a flyin' eff,
When they greated us with that one finga,
Whole world jumped on the tip,
And we hit the switch and sat on swangaz,
In 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 the braud, would try to say I'm fraud,
See me pull that waud, and that braud changes,
Callin' me, she wanna be on the team,
And now she's mad because I'm ignorin' pagers,
Boys thinkin' that they can serve me,
Y'all actin' like y'all waiters,
Same ones who used to walk pass me,
We was underground, but now we on majors,
Keep speakin', beggin' for a beat,
And I'll tell the streets to give that boy a favor,
Turn 'em purple blue and red, all flavors
I got a message for all haters


[Chorus:]
Headed to the top,
And there 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 hard times,
When you see my shinin',
Give me your standing ovation


[Verse 2:]
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 ring tones,
You ever seen a platinum plaque,
That look like that,
Then you seen wrong,
Better sit back and relax,
Because my platinum reign is gonna sing long,
And I don't blame boys for hatin',
Because they wasn't patient,
And they didn't know the plan,
I knew that something had them shakin,
It was gonna bubble like a Coka Cola can,
And I shook it up like a soda can,


My wallet is over flowin' man,
Now my potential is unlimited,
Like the minutes on my Motorola plan,
Accountants and lawyers,
I got big business, managers,
Chamillitary is an interprise,
Is you ready to ride?
Is you a fan or what?
Sound scannin' in Africa,
Sound scannin' in Canada,
We don't play, yeah VMAs,
It can't get any better, can it huh? (can it huh)
And I know it's hard to stay humble,
They really thought I threw a fumble,
I could of caught that through the trees,
While runnin' right into the jungle,
Could of been little Mugsy Bee,
Turn her back into Mutumble,
Would of still been a victory for me,
You win, then they'll say they love you


[Hook:]
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 hard times,
When you see me shinin',
Give me your standing ovation


[Verse 3:]
Let's give a 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 must of been drunk to doubt me,
You obviously didn't miss a beer,
I used to argue about everything,
With folks that just didn't hear,
Realized, that I was wastin' words,
Like whisperin' in a missin' ear,
I 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 feel, (yeah!)
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


[Talking:]
Naw matter fact,
I take that back, (wonderful!)
Hold your applause for the sequel,
We haven't got to the part where they try to cheat you, (wicked!)
Aha

(woo!)
(Chamillitary!)
(you're a genius, you're a genius!)


[Chorus:]
Headed to the top,
And there 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 hard times,
When you see my shinin',
Give me your standing ovation


[Outro:]
(wonderful!)
(wicked!)
(woo!)
(Chamillitary!)
(you're a genius, you're a genius!)

It seems that theres a deadly virus thats sweeping thru the urban community
the side effects can not often be seen becuz ya pockets will not turn green
some thought that there was no vaccine, but it seems we have a cure
?????

Chamilitary-Mayne, Get off ya coutch and go get it

Chorus
Im up early in the morning thinkin bout gettin this money
all i knoz i gotta get that paper
the hustlaz told me that i gotta go and get it
now im gettin it the best way i kno how
i wont let you down(x9)

Verse 1
Im up early than a mother, chasin muggaz, ima hustla, then tomorrow everything is gon rewind
only 7 dayz a week and 24 hours a day that aint enuff for me so i aint wastin time
cuz only dreams come to sleepaz and my life aint gettin cheapa so u kno them dollar signs stay on my mind
when they ask me where im goin i say u already knowin bout to hit the streets and go and get whats mine
i wont let you down
dreamz of havin finer things, ridin blazed, dreamin should, make u wanna wake up and get it in real life and see the wood
in ya grill, if ya slippin dont grab wat ya seein, good, only place that u gon be or ever see gon be the hood

Chorus
Im up early in the morning thinkin bout gettin this money
all i knoz i gotta get that paper
the hustlaz told me that i gotta go and get it
now im gettin it the best way i kno how
i wont let you down(x9)

Verse 2
Boy that word aint no excuse, u kno what it mean to me it means you passin over oppurtunities repeatedly
write it on a piece a paper only thing i see is p, that paper paper paper chaser betta think for me to be
nah my services aint for free make that money multiply early in the mornin ill be gone if ya chase wit me it aint gon be no tie
try to explain and give em game i dont kno why i even try youd do the same if u was i but you are you so u gon lie
make em think that u got cash tell them ladies u got slabs only thing u get is laughs u cant even bring down half
of the bill thats on that tab only thing wrong wit bein broke is stayin broke and makin excuses bout like it aint no ??



Chorus
Im up early in the morning thinkin bout gettin this money
all i knoz i gotta get that paper
the hustlaz told me that i gotta go and get it
now im gettin it the best way i kno how
i wont let you down(x9)

Verse 3
In the hood havin nuthin wishin i was havin something i remember it like it was yesterday
they was talkin down on me and i lost a couple homies i was gettin mine while they usta play
they say i need to slow down but i aint slowin down for nuthin i dont wanna let the paper get away
so when im in the streets grinding aint no need to be cryin the best way that u can help me is to pray
wont let you down
patnaz that was gettin lazy females that was acting crazy them promotaz that tried to play me mixtape labels that didnt pay me
my old homies that aint around me dissin rappaz that came to find me major labels that didnt sign me left all that nonsense behind me
and got paid


Chorus
Im up early in the morning thinkin bout gettin this money
all i knoz i gotta get that paper
the hustlaz told me that i gotta go and get it
now im gettin it the best way i kno how
i wont let you down(x9)

see rich people aint gonna tell ya how to get paid
and broke people act like they the richest people in the world
always tellin people wat money how to get money
always spendin money they thoght they was gonna get
buyin things they cant afford, stop makin excuses
if chronic smoke make em slepy he gon tell u he got chronic fatigue
if liquor makes him drowsy he gon say he got that gray goose disease
if women keep takin his money he gon tell ya it slipped off his sleeve
whatever yo weakness is stop makin excuses please
you should not be in couch or in house u should be in route
if u gotta ask where then thats the reason u aint got nuttin
you dont kno how to listen, go get it

[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 done with all of the nonsense
If you know you aint a groupie, make some noise

[Chorus:]
G-R-O-U-P-I-E
Told me that she ain't a freak x2
G-R-O-U-P-I-E
Told me that she ain't a freak x2
Baby, You was kinda high maintenance to me
Want my paper but you'll let my partner sleep with you for free
Baby, I thought 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 told ya 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
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

[Verse 1]
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

[Verse 2 (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 suede
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 bawling
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,

[Hook]
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

[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,

[Intro]
Rock Star!
Rock Star! (Rock On)
Rock Star! (Rock On)
It'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)

[Hook]
I been havin paper, I been havin stacks
The crowd 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

[Verse 1]
Rock on, they see the jewels is so sick,l like flu spit and flu cough
Take it off and you lost, the tough talk get tooled off
Keep the 4 iron near, keep on thinkin that it's for golf
Nickel Plate on your head, silverware's food for thought
Grammy winner the haters is like 'How could this happen?' (how?)
On the red carpet so much they mistake me for Aladdin (wow?)
How I'm a rapper with revenue like a rock star?
If I'm near 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 n rollin, them swishers full of marijuana
They judgin me like your honor, your daughter's here with her mama
They tell me that I'm a charmer, more freakier than Madonna
Famous look right at me and said 'Know why i got my ligher up?'
'Cause like the throwback P. Diddy alias I'ma 'Puff'
See how we rippin up tickets that police be writin us
Do like Michael Jackson's complexion Mr. and lighten up

[Chorus]
Ladies love it when your livin like a rock star
I got em screamin loud as they be screamin comin out broads daily
Ladies love it when your livin like a rock star
She's sayin she's in love with me and she is probably your lady
Like a rockstar (Lady)
Like a rockstar (Lady)
Ladies love it when your livin like a rock star (Baby)
Catch me gettin into trouble like it's my job (Baby)
When they listen to the cops come then I'ma (Rock On!)

[Hook]
I been havin paper, I been havin stacks
The crowd 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

[Verse 2 (Lil' Wayne)]
Rock n Roll Fly
Bitch 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 its foreign
I mean my cars, I mean my clothes
I mean my hos, I mean my flows
You dress different round then me I'ma clean your nose
Step into the line of fire hide the penal code
Compared to big foot, you just twinkle toes
I get ya girlfriend wet like wrinkled clothes
Rock star- like, money, drugs, freaky hos
World tours, walkthroughs and T.V. shows
My hair's out (Hey!)
No Shirt (Hey!)
I stage dive (Rock Rock!)
I crowd surf (Hey!)
I'm a hot boy
I'm on my hot shit
Reportin' to you live from the mosh pit

[Chorus]
Ladies love it when your livin like a rock star
I got em screamin loud as they be screamin comin out broads daily
Ladies love it when your livin like a rock star
She's sayin she's in love with me and she is probably your lady
Like a rockstar (Lady)
Like a rockstar (Lady)
Ladies love it when your livin like a rock star (Baby)
Catch me gettin into trouble like it's my job (Baby)
When they listen to the cops come then I'ma (Rock On!)

[Verse 3]
I'm so cool, I'm so smooth, I'm that dude, I'm so fly
Groupies tellin me like a spy, the ground be tellin me that I'm fly
The cloud 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 pelvic-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
She licked on a stamp and melted
So save your rap for the rookies, 'cause there ain't no rappers here
A show you do in a club is a show we do in the ampitheatre
We packin stadiums, ladies come in I'll introduce ya
It's too packed to maneuver, crowd look like LaLaPalooza
We outshinin the losers, know I ride with the Ruger
You know I'ma producer, weapon upside ya medulla
Got no time to seduce a Super Head type of seducer
Groupies tyrin to snake me, but Koopa denyin' Medusas

[Chorus]
Ladies love it when your livin like a rock star
I got em screamin loud as they be screamin comin out broads daily
Ladies love it when your livin like a rock star
She's sayin she's in love with me and she is probably your lady
Like a rockstar (Lady)
Like a rockstar (Lady)
Ladies love it when your livin like a rock star (Baby)
Catch me gettin into trouble like it's my job (Baby)
When they listen to the cops come then I'ma (Rock On!)

[Outro]
Rock Rock (Rock On!)
Rock Rock (Rock On!)

We gonna keep on rockin n rollin till the wheels fall off.
Know what I'm talkin bout?
Chamillitary Mayne!
Young Money!
We the new Red Hot Chili Peppers
We on fire
Sold out arenas
Tearin up tour busses
You Know how we get down. HaHa
Rock On, Hol Up, Hol Up, Hol Up
Tryna get the Ozzy Osborne paper mayne
I'ma throw a pool party
Me and the playboy bunnies gonna be swimmin in a pool of a paper like Scrooge McDuck. HaHa.
Your Invited. If You can swim.
Rock On

(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 electrolytes 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)

[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]

Get away, get away (hey)
you got to have a passport if you're rollin with me
we can hit jamaica or we can chill in france
roll with a player, you can bring a friend

you are in presence with some players, chamillionaire doing it big


we could hit hawaii or the caribbean, we could do it major, chillin on the sand

chorus

you are stressing everyday because of the way you are livin
seeing it on your face, aint faking no feelin

mo money mo
u bring me trou-
mo money mo
u bring me trou-
mo money mo
u bring me trouble
u bring me trouble
but im still in love
im still in love
im still in love
i think that im still in love
im still in love
im still in love
i think that im still in love
(Chamillionaire talkin)
yea
havin moneys like a relationship
kno wat im sayin
everybody always gon get in ya business
try to break it up
try and get involved in it
but they really needa mind they own business
money dont do buttin but bring ya trouble
but for some reason i keep chasin it
i must be in love

Verse 1
u so bad they be gettin mad
somebody that they wish they had
ur a dime and u kno ur mine
flippin wit u rite in my slab
relationship aint the same
as the others back in the past
see i tried to have someone like you
but didnt add up to half
cruzin in wit my queen
the jewels the wrist and the bling
we movin and hit the scene
the movie u flick the ????
paintin the city green
like green is the coolest thing
u cruzin up the ????
we doin it as a team
i hopped in a different slab
that aint got the easy tag
u lookin so good to them
that they told people let me pass
neva tell me slow it down
the rims keep on movin fast
when im drivin i almost crash
when i stare at yo sexy a**
the longer we stay togetha
ur apperance is lookin betta
not betta-off with the fellaz
u gon be mine 4eva
they always lovin the yellows
thats why i nickname ya chedda
but they betta not touch ya
or betta see my baretta
u never leave by myside
even kno they all try to take ya
neva turnin on me
even thho they all try to make ya
long as u by my side
theres nuthin that i couldnt pay for
u'll make-up and never break-up
i stay in love wit ya paper

Chorus
money cant money cant buy me love
but shes actin like she love me
cuz im ridin on dubz
money cant money cant buy me trust
but my money is attracted to the backstabbaz
money bring money bring plenty hataz


it be lookin so good that ima prolly fall in love
money u bring me trouble
but i still think i love you

Verse 2
shes as black as a african
but they call her american
very thin yea she be messin around wit married men
when he comes home shes neva askin him where he been
cuz 99% of the time she was rite there wit him
chances of him losin her in this life are very slim
money duznt grow on trees u aint checkin every limb
she gon be a rappa o wow she wants to marry him
she gon still survive when he die she'll hav to bury him
when u kno u wit a dime they'll treat u like your special
broad at his ??????? cuz yours left you
bring her to tha church and the pastor says "god bless you"
bring her around ya boyz but be careful they gon get you
cash in a hidden place ironically called it safe
and ur prolly leavin the safe like its safe in the realist place
i hope u gon stay awake cuz they gon enter and break
and the safe is the first thing that them hataz gon try to take

Chorus
money cant money cant buy me love
but shes actin like she love me
cuz im ridin on dubz
money cant money cant buy me trust
but my money is attracted to the backstabbaz
money bring money bring plenty hataz
it be lookin so good that ima prolly fall in love
money u bring me trouble
but i still think i love you

Verse 3
he introduced her to his motha his motha said that she loved her
and after that he discovered his brotha don tryed to cut her
they messin wit one anotha saw her under the covers
and now he gotta show his brotha the meanin to keep it gutta
all i kno is i love her i mean he loves her
tryed to control his temper as he leaned and he hugged her
just enuff to get close to her he screaemed as he shoved her
outta the exit heard his brotha scream u's a busta dont touch her
what u betta slow yo roll quick nah matter fact back up rite now
before i click click whats this
told u to stop playin wit me boi
hurry up girl lezgo
lez get in the car rite now
you bring me trouble
shes fallin to the floor he picked her up and hes grabbin her
yellin out likes he mad at her soundin like hes a animal
pullin and grabbin her now he already damaged her
he throws her into the trunk and talks to her like a passenger
and thats when uh he hearin the tires squeal
hes speedin outta the driveway approachin the highest hill
everytime that u called me i came like i served u
even the boss i usta work for had the nerve to
tell me i wasnt good enuff and didnt deserve u
told me i wasnt good enuff and didnt deserve u
i fought to keep u in my life and this the thanx i get
well thanx for all the good memorys i think im sick
(u bring me trouble but im still in love)

today we bring u breaking news
looks like theres a major car accident
authority alarms the pursuit of an unamed individual
who crashed his car into the front entrance of a gas station
on the northwest side of town
all tho there is not much info known about the suspect
we are told the assailent tryed to get away on foot
and the police are in close pursuit
the reason for the crash may have been a loaded 9mm handgun
that may have accidentally fired
we will give u more details
on the evening news

[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 in,
To today's evening news.

[VERSE 1]
Welcome to the evening news, I thank you all for tuning in,
Yes, I'm your host and your journalist, here 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 we don't get confused, cause this type of news opinion and views
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 where 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 pregant and had kids by him,
Rest in peace Virgina Tech, too many innocent kids dyin',
Well let's just blame hip-hop and act like that's the big problem,

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Now I would give you news about Katrina, but you know I can't talk about Katrina,
'Cause everytime 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.

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Gas prices raises, the money keeps burning,
Dropout rate rising, so what are they learning?,
Sending the troops in the war so I turn in,
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.

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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, nevermind 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 in,
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.

[VERSE 3]
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 get 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?

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And I would love to talk about Katrina, but everytime 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 da band and Milli Vanilli had 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 in,
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.