Chamillionaire

[fox69]

"Stay Screwed N Chopped"

"Stay Screwed N Chopped"


[Intro:]
I'm about to lose my mind
I've being doing this so looong
Why they stay talking dowwwn
Like stay screwed n' chopped up
Stay screwed n' chopped up
Mayne stay screwed n' chopped up, chopped up
And slow it down one more time

[Verse 1:]
Picture a world with no hater's mayne I can only imagine
All this success I'm grabbing
Hate they don't have what I'm havin
I heard a clown say he mad and felt like I left screw abandoned
And also said that the white boy that's on my left wasn't jammin
And where were you when slim thugga
Purchased his first set of davins
Where were you when the world was tellin us this couldn't happen
Now all the wood that I'm grabbing my caddy
Look like a cabin and yea I did it rapping
Reason you didn't is yapping
They thought that cleving and acrum was super easy we packed in
A bunch of cd's with wrapping it wasn't easy to track em
Looks super easy we stacking but wasn't't easy what happened
Is all the leechers attached and they started reaching n jacking
Ask me how many bootleggers we had to run up n handle
Ask me how many flute tellers we had ta come n dismantle
So when you see me out standing there like a boss in the flesh
You ain't got to get on your knees but just know that you have blessed, I feel like

[Chorus:]
I'm about to lose my mind
I've being doing this so loong
And boys stay talking downnnn
Like stay screwed n' chopped up
Stay screwed n' chopped up
Mayne stay screwed n' chopped up, chopped up
And slow it down one more time

[Verse 2:]
Uh, what you mean
I already did my thing
I forever be the king
Just like the name on that black women in swimsuit magazine
Stay hopping out of my porsche puttin these boys under my wing
I taught you how to be safer when the industry tried to break ya, showed ya to watch out for fakers
And taught you how not to date her
I got it from master p and j. prince, d-rek, tony draper
Then I used it just to get paper
Then sit court side for the lakers
What the hell is ya'll saying
I got a ring that say kiss me
Only a loser would diss me
Like he ain't being watching history
I held it down for h the banner first said missippipi
And held it down for you losers
When they was in chucks and dickies
Rapping backwards on rap city
Yea that was all in the past
But I don't see noone right now that's bad enough to take all this cash that's right in my path
New artist yea they might tell ya you gifted
But you better not get this game twisted cause that will get you evicted get out cause

[Chorus]

Ahhhhhh one more timmmmee
Hmmmmmm like stay screwed n chopped up
Stay screwed n chopped up
Mayne stay screwed n chopped up, chopped up
And slow it down one more time

 

[fox69]

"Step Into My Room"

"Step Into My Room"


[Hook]
That ain't telling me, you
Got a perfect shape so won't you turn around, baby
I wanna picture, how you look in the nude
Looking at you, to see if it's true and I'm impressed
Step, into my room
Girl you know it's only grown folks allowed, baby
This for them ladies, that be banging that Screw
Banging that Screw it's just me and you, we having sex

[Chamillionaire]
This goes out to my ladies in Little Rock, that don't lay on no little cock
That'll rock that little Postropedic, till the springs in the middle pop
Listen to R&B, but she listen to Screw a lot
Treated cock like a lollipop, she gon taste every little drop
Fly to Thaila, will go live just try to
With tight pants, so she could show off the spine behind her
She fine but finer, is the dime beside her
Lost a friend but Jennady, and ain't trying to find her
You're not minor, so lil' mama I'm gonna name you
Queen Koopa for the night, tonight I'm gonna claim you
Picture your leg lifted, at an acute angle
Hitting all the degrees of your Assossole's triangle
Your my angel, would you mind if I kissed your design
Put my hands on your behind, while I'm dicking you down
Help you reach your climax, hit the switches and clown
Liquids glistening off your spine, water trickling down
Yeah she dries off, after soaking the skin with soap
And then motion in media approaching and lotion, her skin with notion then
I'm focusing, hoping to get her soaked again
Hoping to get her wet as the ocean, that men be floating in
I'm coaching and hoping, she'll let the show begin
Hoping she'll let me open, and poke it up in the open and
I'm just joking and, getting all in emotion and
Going in, know this man

[Hook]
A playa could, fill you with drank and dro
Fill up your tank some mo', and give you some drank to po'
But I'm really hood, I ain't exchanging do'
I ain't gon save her no, I make her change her clothes
I really should, be a DJ fa sho
Beat up and change the flow, and screw it and bang it slow
You feeling good, after I take you home
After I make you moan, but don't get too comfortable

[Chamillionaire]
It ain't no need to be alarmed, shh.. baby be calm
I got that key to get you warm, know how to turn you on
I swear when I turn you on, I won't disturb your mom
Fluids flowing through your body, got you burning warm
Go on let me slide inside, I love the way that you ride
Know you feeling the vibe, by the screw music I provide
I turn the tune up, two days before June 29th
A little faster slower, only one way to decide
You damn right it feel good, let's get this understood
I'ma show you I can control you, while I'm gripping my wood
You don't mess with other ladies, but I wish that you would
Cause a naked lady would look good, sitting on top of your hood
You don't complain, bout all them other chicks I be having
Cause you be helping me grab em, your jewelry made by Davin
And them heffers be babbling, but they don't have what you having
Face down and your ass erect, popped up imagine
How we could switch and do it fast, sometimes we do it slow
When I'm in it you don't complain, cause I'm working it like a pro
Mean you tipping on a mission, gotta go snatch that cash
When I get back to the pad, I'ma wax that ass
Rubbing lotion on your frame, the next night we do the same
Got you stripping with your top missing, now you know I'm bout to bang
My body and your frame, until tomorrow once again
Causing women are the same, it's just a different type of slang

[Hook]
That ain't telling me, you
Got a perfect shape so won't you turn around, baby
I wanna picture, how you look in the nude
Looking at you, to see if it's true and I'm impressed
Step, into my room
Girl you know it's only grown folks allowed, baby
This for them ladies, that be banging that Screw
Banging that Screw it's just me and you, we having sex

[talking]
Controversy Sells, the album and the DVD
Coming soon baby

 

[fox69]

"Still Countin' My Cash"

"Still Countin' My Cash"


[Repeat - x2]
Chamillitary Mane... Are you ready?

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
A couple of clowns in the town, run around, they used to be down
But it's build, check what you speaking, watch how you're using your nouns
Can make a million from home, making moves from my lounge
Hard to play captain save her cause them dudes is usually drowned
If you gon' hate, you at least could wait til it get to the chorus
You my promotional team, them boys my biggest supporters
Reside in Houston but they pay me to make a switch like the oilers
Toured a crib like a tourist, my yard look like a forest
Time to get a Thesaurus, they at a loss for words
They can't pronounce what I'm in, they like "All them cars is yers?"
I got cars with curves, treating all my cars like birds
The fleet is a flock and the engine starts like "brrr"
Welcome to the place where the music is slowed and choppy
The writers that wrote about me
Said that I wouldn't sell and the major label was gonna drop me
I make money moves and the population is sure to copy
When I need a favour I'ma call Ben Franklin like I know you got me

[Hook]
Haters was hating, they thought that I wouldn't last
But I'm still on the grind, I can see why they mad
Cause I'm still countin' my cash (still countin' my cash)
I'm still countin' my cash (still countin' my cash)
I'm still countin' my cash (still countin' my cash)
I'm still countin' my cash so do the math
They knocking my hustle, they saw me coming up fast
But I'm still getting mine, can't do nothing but laugh
Cause I'm still countin' my cash (uh)
I'm still countin' my cash (still countin' my cash)
I'm still countin' my cash (still countin' my cash)
I'm still countin' my cash so do the math

[Verse 2]
This is for everyone who be acting like a Grammy made me a winner
My hunger did it so do me a favour and make me a dinner
Eating cakes at the lima, they gon' hate when you enter
Pockets swollen, I'm holding up monkey jeans with suspenders
None of these rappers is real, cause if you real then you dodging me
Ain't bumped into one that's even halfway as real from what I can see
I extend middle finger and don't extend an apology
Shows getting me paper, sales getting me property
Guess I'm good at monopoly, taking over the game
Trynna hold so much paper that my arms and shoulders just stain
Ain't smoking or drinking but I'm thinking what being sober will bring
You got a hangover in the morning but I'm hanging over in Spain
Fifty thousand through customs, I know you isn't accustomed
Cause money talks and your pockets look like an end of discussion
So hitting my head on the ceiling from money getting is nothing
I stand on top of my paper and probably get a concussion
I know the...

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Remember that little apartment, we was laughing at Martin
Now the Martin's the aft and the one we passing is ???
And proper tags with bargains, the card is black what I'm charging
Grind out of this world, I'm chasing ground like a Martian
A hustler that really ball, your purchase is pretty small
Your money is minimal, my crib is a mini mall
And if it ain't really large, my bidness gon' get resolved
I feel like they fake and the boys is fighting for pennies dog

Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Gotta keep my hustle up
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, I'm a hustler
You know that I hustle for the
M-O-N-ey
M-O-N-ey
M-O-N-ey
M-O-N-ey
I ain't even gotta say why (say why baby)
She asked me why I'm missing and I (I'm out on the grind)
Cause the reason is that I'm on my grind

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Still Getting Money"

"Still Getting Money"


Let's get it

[Verse - Chamillionaire]
Ben Franklin, that's gon' be my mascot
'Cause for the dead presidents, I'll pull the mask out [gun cocked]
Countin plenty dough, look how good my math got
Never hoop a bad shot because I shoot with that pop [gunshot]
While y'all was watchin Kobe jumpin over a car
I was in a G4 jumpin over a mall
Get a telescope, 'cause I know I'm a star
All my millions got me feelin like I'm a over the law
Hold too much dough for me to throw in a palm
It'll take a day to count it, I'm a show ya tomorrow
Rollin with a weapon like I know that it's war
Get blitzed for your chips and you'll be holdin your jaw
Last time I took a loss but now I'm ready to win
Competition doesn't listen, you can never defend
Vince Carter how a baller always bendin the rim
Then I go and purchase more so I can bend 'em again
Chain lookin stolen, ain't embezzled a gem
So I gotta hold that iron like I've been in the gym
I ain't goin back to record labels ever again
My account would probably have to get to negative ten
Naw, I don't mess with Jordan, I'll leave that one to Nelly
But I got plenty cake like the Snackwells, Little Debbie
Want that (California Love) like that Mak and a veli
So in a California club, I'm a pass it to Felli
Told Famous you'll be famous hit me back on your celly
We can go hit Vegas up and blow a stack when you're ready
Always knew I had that glow like all the rappers in "Belly"
They call me Prince Hakeem 'cause now I'm back with the semi
[gunshots], uh

[Chorus - Chamillionaire - 2X]
I'm still gettin money, I'm still gettin money
I'm still gettin money, gettin money mayne

 

[fox69]

"Still Hustlin"

"Still Hustlin"


[Chorus]
I'm so tiiiired of this game but I don't wanna live life strugglin
(Life live strugglin), so I'm still hustlin (I'm still hustlin)
I'm so tiiiired of this game but I don't wanna live life strugglin
(Life live strugglin), so I'm still hustlin (I'm still hustlin)

[Verse]
Still hustlin, check it
And now I'm movin on to bigger chores, now it's plenty city tours
Used to ride the Civic, now I'm doin business in the Porsche
First I open up the booth, then I'm walkin in the doors
Everytime I'm in it, I be feelin like it's intercourse ('course)
Went in it raw and they scream soon as I came
And Koopa was the name that every woman would blame
But I am not the father 'cause me and you ain't the same (why?)
The whole rap game is impregnated with lames (lames)
Showin off your little chain, rappin like your Lil Wayne
Actin like ya really bang, thinkin you the illest thang (uh)
You ain't on your business man, mostly of y'all should feel ashamed
Why'd you trade your soul, if you can't get a bit of fame?
And they argue that I was once in that position
But they liars, I never had to beg for you to listen (woo)
Muslim or a Christian but they on another mission
'Cause people treat ya like God when you in my position (Amen)
Soon as ya get a Rover, it's like everybody for ya (yeah)
And givin out ya number, it's like everybody mobile
'Cause everybody's spiritual when they the ones below ya (woo)
And even Jigga got killers that's callin him Jehovah
I got a little hate for all the fakers I confess ('fess)
And that's the reason that I'm steady switchin my address
Our test (yes), is tried to get paid like Artest
And yes (yes), I happen to be the best, I guess, I'm just

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Still Tippin'"
(feat. Slim Thug)

"Still Tippin'"
(feat. Slim Thug)



[Slim Thug - Hook - 4x]
Still Tippin' on four fours, wrapped in fo-fours
Tippin' four hoes, and I'm packin' four fours (Hanh!)

Now look who creeping look who crawling still balling in the mix
It's that six six long dick slim nigga sticking your chick
Pullin tricks looking slick at all times when I'm flipping
Bar sipping car dipping grant wood grain gripping
Still tippin' on four fours, wrapped in fo-fours
Pimpin' four hoes and I'm packing four fours
Blowing on that indo Game Cube Nintendo
Five percent tint so you can't see up in my window
These niggaz don't understand me cuz I'm Boss Hogg on candy
Top down at Maxi's wit a big glock nine handy
Pieced up creased up staying dressed to impress
Big Boss belt buckle under my Mitchell and Ness
Oh, Gucci shades up on my braids when I Escalade
When I'm ridin' Sprewells sliding like a escapade
I got it made the big boss of the north
Ain't shit changed I still represent (Still..), Hanh!

[Slim Thug - Hook - 4x]
Still Tippin' on four fours, wrapped in fo-fours
Tippin' four hoes, and I'm packin' four fours (Here Lizard, Lizard, Lizard)

[Chamillionaire]
Ay big time
I'm tryna see the president dead (presidents dead?), that's what I said
But not the one in the white house man, the one with the green presidents head
Blue or red I'm still ridin', ladies be tellin' me that I'm sexcist
And I guess it's, cuz I always love the money over dresses
Always been about them horizontal lines through them S's
That's a dollar sign, Impala flyin' watch how she undresses
Don't matter, if she black or white, dark or bright, she ain't actin' right
I'ma take that pretty braud out to eat, and then leave her there with a
appetite
Niggaz tell me they look up to me, and I know what y'all mean
cuz I'm balling with tall green stacks taller then Yao Ming
All King, Koopa the Don, cruise with a gun
If being rich was a contest, Chamillion you would've won
I know, but watch the jealousy cuz ya still a get trampled
If you got whipped in the past then ya still a example
Treatin' niggaz like Swishahouse flows, nigga what?
Soon as he start talkin' slow we gon' chop that boy up

[Slim Thug - Hook - 4x {Chopped & Screwed}]
Still Tippin' on four fours, wrapped in Volvo's
Tippin' four hoes, and I'm packin' four fours

 

[fox69]

"Stuck In The Ghetto (Skit)"
(feat. Tony Henry)

"Stuck In The Ghetto (Skit)"
(feat. Tony Henry)



I got a degree
But my felony won't let me get a job
Life's so hard
And just today
Somebody stole my car and the bus don't run my way
I think I'll walk the streets today
It seems like I'm stuck in the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
Sometimes it seems like I'm stuck, I'm in the ghetto, Ooh
But I got love for the ghetto, ghetto
When I go to my friend
Now with open arms, let me in
And everyday
We just dream and scheme and drink our lifes away
I think I'll fly the sky today
It seems like I'm stuck in the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
Sometimes it seems like I'm stuck, I'm in the ghetto, Ooh
But I got love for the ghetto, ghetto
But everytime I seem to keep my feet on the ground...

 

[fox69]

"Successful"

"Successful"


(Chamillitary mayne)

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Yeah
In school I was skinny, my homie told me "I'll show you things"
Then he taught me how to take a soda out a coke machine
Hurry up before it ring, wrote a letter to the bing
Life can get you screwed and ya it's true, my homie's on a lean
Hit the money spot, couldn't pull no money out
Went to Pen and Pixel, asked to help 'em with the Photoshop
Knew the pictures wasn't real, Pen and Pixel known to crop
Now they takin pictures of the drop when I unfold the top
Uh, my father put me in a Levi
Couldn't afford to step in a Huarache or a Fila
Psychic walked up to me, asked me if I wanna see my
Future, I told her "no because my future is to be fly"
Uh, I got my sky miles up
Successful just ain't in sight, I guess I found my luck
Said every chick I'm around in that H-Town messed up
Especially to have the privilege of an all night tuck (yeah)

[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
I got the money, money and the cars
Cars and the clothes, the hoes, I suppose
I knew I would be, I knew I would be successful
I knew I would be, I knew I would be successful (yeah)
I knew I would be, I knew I would be successful

[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Said I was dressin tacky (yeah), while they was dressin in khakis
Walked in the gymnasium, back when
they didn't attack me (yeah)
Pictures that they attach me that say "that I miss you badly"
Wonderin how it feel to realize that you could of had me (could of had me)
Even in Spanish little Kelly was lookin cute
The usages of her tongue could never be good as you
It was Quito (yeah), Ecuador (yeah), Lima (yeah), Peru
Who knew that I would of flew? to every city that she spew
Interview and I ain't even have no time for dinner
But no one cares that you're skinny when they feel that you a winner
Women want to be with you, even if you a beginner
Want you to stay the night even if you ain't really finna
You enter, the room and she's watchin out the corner
Her eye on you, realize that she got barely nothin on her
She gets off of the bed and then says "follow if you wanna" (yep)
She hops in the jacuzzi and says join her (yep)

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Swagga Like Koop"

"Swagga Like Koop"


[Intro/Chorus - Sample of M.I.A.'s "Paper Planes" 4X]
"No one on the corner has swagger like us"
"Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us"

[Chamillionaire - talking over Intro/Chorus]
Chamillitary mayne!
You know I had to do it
Mixtape Messiah 5, that's right
Somebody need to give me a solid definition of what swag is
Is that when ya bank account get built up so high
that everybody come out tryin to sue you so they can get their piece of the pie?
Is that swag, huh?
Or maybe it's when a major label call you and ask you when your next
mixtape droppin
'Cause they know you gonna have the streets on smash, is that swag?
Or maybe it's just a whole bunch of punchlines
Braggin about how ya ball with no purpose at all
You already know I could do that, I could do that
Chamilli! (Chamilli!), uh! (uh, uh)

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Let me start like this
Tried to put on skinny jeans and couldn't zip my zip (haha)
Nah, let me be blunt real quick
I don't wear skinny jeans 'cause my dick (dick) don't fit (woo!)
Always keep a Maggie close to me like Lisa
Known to keep a lot of cheese on me like pizza
Hakeem, y'all backwards like Meekah
Y'all better keep your eyes on me like features (like features)
Never be mislead
I don't care what any side switchin fickle fan said

Yeah, still Street like Greg (Greg)
Hit you with a speaker they gonna call you bass head
Bought a motorcycle 'cause I'm normally one deep
(Crocodile) on the seats, you could call it (Dundee)
Kickers in the trunk tryin to do the Chun-Li
Yep, yep, bet the wallet do the Gumby (woo!)
Stretchin my green, stretchin, stretchin my cream
(Cash Rules Everything), I'm the Meth' of my scene (yeah)
Come to Texas, we can bet that I'm king
I'm the best in real life and nothin less in my dreams
Cars got the screens that they have in homes
Cribs got the same size pillars that they had in Rome
Travelled way to Rome just to grab a phone (okay)
I ain't even turn it on, haha
Paris Hilton got a man named Benji and she loves him
I'm in Paris with the benjies man and we hustlin (uh)
Meanwhile I'm in customs
Chain so big, we lookin like we munchkins
Ask your bank teller (yeah), bet she know a playa (yeah)
Money over here (woo!), you way over there
You got swag? Tell me why I'm supposed to care?
M.O.E. is me, you are more like money over where? (ha)
She say she independent like she signed to Koch (Koch)
I told her time is money, so she grabbed my watch
Got stocks, got rocks, got glocks (glocks)
Grammy isn't dusty 'cause I still ain't took it out the box
I keep a big whip like Indiana Jones (woo!)
And big sized rims what I'm a have it on (have it on)
I be terrorizin every jammer's song
Y'all on T-Pain dick, leave that man alone (whoa)
Act like you don't know me, I mean the new me, forget the old me
I dip a bullet in syrup and you can OD
On chopped and screwed bullets, competition die slowly (yeah)
I'm like the the (Man) named (Pac)
On a whole 'nother level, plus I'm eatin that's fact (that's fact)
Matter of fact you can take swag back
That's a word rappers sayin when they know they can't rap (can't rap)
But your confidence higher than a stewardess
Just wanna laugh when I ask you who your jeweler is (haha)
H-A-L-M-OH!, so humorous
Been gettin paid (been gettin paid) don't believe me, you can google this
Got a major deal
Winnin Boston green diamonds, while you waste your skrill
I buy green diamond, it's a baseball field
Nothin Little League about me, I got major bills
Money like Mutombo (yeah), tall like this (yeah)
Money got a mumble and it [mumbled] - talk like this (haha)
If money talks baby, pardon my lips
Ben Franklin always with me like he part of my clique
And I don't be in the strip club every night (right)
But I tell her keep the tax like you Wesley Snipes (Snipes)
Even the white girls tryin to get the pipe (why?)
All up on the nuts like a Nestle bite
The industry ain't somethin that I feel is fair
Don't care if you well rounded, they just fill the squares
So I don't care unless it about a million shares
Standin on a million, lookin up like it's a billion where?
And I am so sincere
I'm the baddest rapper here, let's just get this clear
And I wish a major would kick me out my deal
'Cause I'd be the richest independent you should fear
No one on the corner move mixtapes like me
But I won't tell ya how many and incriminate thee
M-I-X-T-A-P-E, street money make me sound like Lil Boosie
Can't get no money 'cause he don't move no birds
Can't get no money 'cause he don't usually curse
Mixtape Messiah 5, baby you deserve
Some alphabet soup so you can eat your words

 

[fox69]

"Switch Styles"

"Switch Styles"


[Talking]
As we get on the proceedings this evening
Ha-ha, it's Koopa nigga, it's Koopa nigga
Hey man switch styles man, stay switching styles
You know I'm tal'n bout, switch everything nigga
Paint switching, no teams
We ain't switching teams baby, ha already
It's Color Changin' Click, hey Mix Tape Messiah
Let's go, let's go, let's go yeah

[Chamillionaire]
I was at Strokers in ATL, and they was showing Cham and sluts
My nigga Killa's Klan with us, and did some sh.. I can't discuss
They was bad they was yellow, they was saying can you handle us
Pull the door knob on the ceiling, cause I'm about to handle up
Showing up at the hotel, now is this chick a fan or what
If she sipping that's a plus, but not that Crys' cause that's for us
Come to the hotel wondering if you stripping, that's a must
Make a meal out of my nuts, and open up a can of suck
Controversy sells, I swear I spit a rhyme that'll shock
I wreck so I get respect in the digital underground, like I'm Pac
Labels scheme and they plot, they telling me sign on the dot
I cracked a platinum smile and he knew, that was a sign I would not
No warrants when the laws pull up behind, I'ma stop
Princes cuts the size of a window, I'ma wind down my watch
Pussy passenger still mad, cause I'm rewinding on chops
Tossed his work inside my lap, and said that I got the rocks
Screens fall like rain, while my trunk shaking like thunder
[mumbling], my verse sound like a mumble
Onlookers wonder, if I'm level headed or humble
Till I get to speaking bout drama, then I end a sentence with uh-uh
Back that I'm Israel, I'm Istanbul I'm thinking Pakistani
Foreign cars no I'm dressing up, cause the only gator comes after Navi
Students getting out of barber school, graduating they getting happy
All my hoes got longer hair, than Cousin It on the Adams Family
Sixty inch T.V. screen, I could view from the side angle
In my crib you'll get lost, it's like the Bermuda Tiangle
Said I'd knew you'd be a king, so Hakim is what I named you
I told my mama thanks, now the king is what I claim fool
When it comes to this rap game nigga, passionate for it brah
Your c.d. packages showing up, laughing after it's blowing up
Think I'm playing by my pistol, until I'm smacking it over ya
Shooting spiders off my rims, like I got arach-a-naphobia
St. Lunatics say it's tipped, for me that pimp is the drill
While she tasting my testicles, see the tip of my steel
Know you getting that scrill, pulling up on whips with the grill
And if that slab only got fo' you know, it's missing a wheel
Cause I'm a Texas tycoon, flat T.V. screens in my room
So many flakes in my pinky, say I need Vidal Sassoon
Fish in the fish tank gon sip drank, yeah they'll be leaning by noon
And the two Brazilian beauties, come in to clean my lagoon
Won't see no damn silver spoon, inside my mouth just my kitchen
I'm popped up with the trunk up wreck, in other words we tipping
Looked in my garage, noticed a couple cars is missing
Let me see one...two...three, my bad I'm tripping
Kinda look like I'm Cripping, when my paint change to blue
By the way my paint change to red, you would swear I'm claiming that too
Yeah they be banging that Whoo Kid, and be banging that Clue
But down in Texas the changer, ain't never changing from Screw
Seen the slugs that you spittin at me, I mean the slugs that you missin at me
Seen you and you ain't getting at me, man the game is really getting crappy
ATL with Killa Kill, Status Quo and that Lil' Scrappy
I don't wear no throwbacks, cause the trend is really getting tacky
Commercial won't hurt you, cause that's gon get you mo' cash
But spend that cash on security, cause we gon whip your ass
Music slower than a running turtle, tell you what they sip in my circle
Samuel Jackson, Whoopie Goldberg, Oprah Winfrey the color purple

[talking]
Ha-ha (ha-ha), that was a good one
That was a good one, ha-ha

[Chamillionaire]
I told you you don't want problems, you didn't believe it
Go get a bodyguard, cause you're gonna need it
We're gonna bomb you, worse than Osama
Get it in your head, nigga I tried to warn ya
All these boys acting like, they be getting do'
But you can't hide the truth, a real baller gon know
All these boys acting like, they ain't really hoes
But you can't hide the truth, a real nigga gon know
All these boys acting like, they can call a stone
Let's break these boys off, and let em know we got it so-o-o-o-o-wed

Mix Tape, Mi-Mix Tape, Mi-Mix Tape Messiah - [3x]

Hey I'm fins to do my thaaaang, hey I'm repping Color Chaaaange
Hey we fins to do our thaaaang, hey I'm repping Color Chaaaange

[talking]
We gon slap box, soon as we done
That shit was no test, let's see who gets the most hits to the head
I'ma slap the shit out you watch, wish a nigga would of-
Let the motherfucker touch me, I'm gon smack the shit out of him
I ain't no fucking punk, nigga you better get that-aaah hold up
Oh shit [gun shot]