Chamillionaire

[fox69]

"The Ultimate Vacation"

"The Ultimate Vacation"


[Intro]
Get away, get away, (ay)
You got to have a passport if you rollin' wit me,
We can hit Jamaica, or we can chill in France, (yeah)
Roll wit a playa, you can bring a friend, (yeah)
You in the presence of some playas,
Chamillitary do it big, (ay)
We can hit Hawaii or the Caribbean, (yeah)
We can do it major, chillin' on the sand.

[Chorus]
You stressin' every day 'cause the way that ya livin',
See it in ya face, ain't no fakin' the feelin',
We can get awaaaay and be chillin',
We can get awaaaay and be chillin'
We can go today and get away for a minute,
Party every day, do your thing to the rhythm,
We can get awaaaay, get away,
We can get awaaaay and be chillin'
(Ay) I got money, got papa, (ay)
Got plenty of chedda, (plenty of chedda) (ay)
So we treatin' today like we know it ain't lastin' forever, (ay)
Now bartender remember to bring the straw with the umbrella, (please bring the umbrella) (ay)
We just drinkin' and thinkin' of a way that we can make life better.

[Verse 1]
Yeeah, coconut with the umbrella baby,
And the Rihanna soundin' chick is the umbrella lady,
There ain't no carpet on the floor like they're renovating,
Palm trees like my old homeboy, hella shady,
Time flies so you know the clock is passin' through, (Whoo)
Hit the sand is the only other task to do, (True)
You know my fan base is international,
Their fan base is only within an avenue,
(Uhh) Go wherever that ya plan,
G5, I show 'em how to fly like Peter Pan, (Whoo)
Get a lobster, anything that you demand.
If it isn't then it's something that you will never eat again,
Step off the yacht if you want to see the land,
I'll take you to the sun if ya really need a tan,
Water look like oxygen anywhere you stand,
'Cause the ocean is so clear you look down and see the sand.

[Chorus]
You stressin' every day 'cause the way that ya livin',
See it in ya face, ain't no fakin' the feelin',
We can get awaaaay and be chillin',
We can get awaaaay and be chillin'
We can go today and get away for a minute,
Party every day, do your thing to the rythym,
We can get awaaaay, get away,
We can get awaaaay and be chillin'

[Verse 2]
(Let's hear it) If money talks, my papa prolly speak Greek, (Greek)
I'm in a different continent like each week, (week)
Seein' daylight and they gon prolly be asleep,
No cell phones in the telegram and each speech,
Females is like your chick is so hot to me,
Can we all chill? I turn maybe to possibly,
You know my beach house is what ya got to see,
Paper and property, walkin' game of monopoly, (monopoly)
My helicopter lands on the boardwalk, (walk)
Where the residents ain't understanding your talk, (talk)
The cliff ends and the salt water pours off,
Think what you think, but you'll never have a poor thought,
Water so warm that the fishes isn't cold,
And the air is so open that the pigeons get exposed,
Didn't I remind you to bring your swimming clothes?
No, I didn't, on purpose now you're swimmin' in ya "Whoah"

[Chorus]
(Ay) I got money, got papa, (ay)
Got plenty of chedda, (plenty of chedda) (ay)
So we treain' today like we know it ain't lastin' forever, (ay)
Now bartender remember to bring the straw with the umbrella, (please bring the umbrella) (ay)
We just drinkin' and thinkin' of a way that we can make life better.

[Verse 3]
It's all good long as you don't turn on my like a door knob,
Try to make my flow stop like a cork does,
And we'll be in Hawaii eatin' corn cob,
Pinnin' a flower in your hair like a corsage,
Said I shouldn't leave, but you know I didn't hear a thing,
10 karat earring blockin' all my hearing,
Never go back is exactly what they fearing,
I know plenty Jamaicans so I brought you to the real thing,
Rude boy, sick with it and I'm dipped in blue,
It's like I just appeared here but I really flew,
They say it just to rhyme, this is what I really do,
Deja Vu, we'll repeat it when the year is through.

[Chorus]
You stressin' every day 'cause the way that ya livin',
See it in ya face, ain't no fakin' the feelin',
We can get awaaaay and be chillin',
We can get awaaaay and be chillin'
We can go today and get away for a minute,
Party every day, do your thing to the rythym,
We can get awaaaay, get away,
We can get awaaaay and be chillin'

 

[fox69]

"The Ultimate Victory"

"The Ultimate Victory"


[Intro]
I'ma thank you, when and what the album almost through
Thanks, I ain't never had a fan like you
Eazy E, Left Eye and Aaliyah too
Pac, Biggie, Hawk, Fat Pat and DJ Screw
I wanna thank you

(Thanks for opening my eyes and helping me to realize
That tomorrow ain't promised, Gotta live your life to the fullest
What's life if you ain't enjoying it, Know what I'm talking bout?)

My purpose really used to be so unclear
Science fiction with the swagger, it's so unreal
So fly that my nickname should be up here
Looking up is the only time when I appear
I'm a spartan, go ahead and throw your spear
Slap failure in the face and still show no fear
They say no show but I show like chea
The Champ's here, let the whole crowd know my cheer (Victory!)
The media, they write about you in the mags
Spread rumors about your life and break you is the task
I know one of my three publicists will ruin my chance
To let me let you know that I don't like you in advance
But I thank you and I extend their thanks too
To everybody saying stuff you know ain't true
You need to go and find god like Mase too
But just stay there with him and try and stay you
Getting away is important
I can pull a couple strings like a guitar hand
Better yet, bring out the whole guitar band
Grab grain, you can swang somewhere like Tarzan
I swear to y'all, the rap game really making me sick
The record industry's your home then I came to prevent
Put some nonsense out and I bet cha this one will stick
Or put some real music out and I'm probably gonna catch a brick
Brick on top of brick, we'll build a house
Tell whoever said that, I'm still filled with doubt
Told me I'm in the right hole and then sealed it out
Told me I'm on the right track and then killed my route
Ouch, you never miss a good thing til it's gone
Yeah, the flow is so fluid, it's like drinking a song
Don't get the track mister wrong, this ain't even a song
This is a beat that I must release therapy on
Everybody saying that they wanna see me successful
Came into the game but now I'm feeling let's go
Intimate moments never seem to be special
If you jet, then you can bet I'm disappearing like Crisco
Ala Kazaam, I ain't mad at the fans
I ain't mad at the man, they both scattered my brand
Never will understand what really matters to Cham
So matter of fact, the title is just a matter of plan (Victory!)
After revenge, it's the victory right
Well the final run's done and this the victory hype
Now that everybody's present and this victory night
Let me repaint the pic, they wasn't depicting me right
(Now Whatchu mean?) Tell the world that I'm more than just a grill
Show you how to put cha hands on more than a wood wheel
If that's all you hearing, then let me just be for real
Take your contract, the hell with a record deal
Keep thinking I'm gonna lose if you want to
Bet the tenth time, it more like a Yukon groove
That's why I always have to make the move on fools
Back on my feet like I got two gun shoes
Yeah, why you think Em probably going all crazy?
So why you think Britney Spears going bout baby?
Interview me, you think you know it all lady
I'm out of here, yeah but not before y'all pay me
Thank you

(I appreciate it
You know I'm used to power, respect and a million dollar check to do what I wanna do
And right now, I'm fitting to take a vacation
A real vacation though, Haha)
This the outro, I was gonna put it at the beginning
But this is what I say the moment after I'm winning

(Thank you, Ultimate Victory)

 

[fox69]

"Think About It"

"Think About It"


[Chorus:]
If you ain't never spent tonight with me then try it
Cause she can't be too fast with too much speed and mileage
The ugly one always talking like she the hottest
But we ain't never tripping we b g's about it

I'm getting knowledge just like I got b's in college
You know she almost fainted when she seen my closet
And if you just like me you give her d deposit
So she ain't bring a friend then she should think about it

[Verse 1:]
Hold up
Got so many cars see em soon as I walk out a dow
Whole bunch of colors and my view like a calatascope
Women in the kitchen making grits and cutting antachokes
Plus they watching movies I ain't with that parry tyler tho
Baby girl your face is cute I don't know bout that body tho
I would love to stay n chat but money talks I gotta show
Gotta few that creo but they don't be jammin zotico
They be jammin that koopa and say that boy z-ro gotta flow
Shout out to my hoes in dallas got some girls in funky town
Dropped that major pain they say that pain what they be bumping now
They used to jam them other boys, them other boys be suckin now
I ain't even gonna tell em what this girl is sucking nooow
Bust it out then I'm gon bust it in
I can't stand when she tryna she can't because her friend
Don't be a follower just swallow up this cup of gin
And you know where to meet me ring the bell n I'm gon buzz ya in

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Say she ain't a groupie but say she want an autograph
I just want some knowledge just point me to where your college at
Got some andre n 3000 it's like I was part of kast
If you get too drunk then get a driver and go call a cab
Knew that she was wasted she askin me to buy the tabs
Saw another bad one but her man had saw I spotted dat
Then she turned and looked at me and really that's what got em mad
He gon mess around n get beat up in need of body casts
When I'm gettin choose what they be expecting me to do
Met a bougie chick that's tellin me that she don't need a boo
Take a look at you then take a good look at my vehicle
What I'm driving make me feel like I should be conceited too
Got a army you know the chamillitary hold it down
Hit the after party call it work and call it overtime
You can't see how I be shining baby then ya know ya blind
Gotta attitude but get a pass because ya know your fine

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Think I'm Crazy"
(feat. Natalie)

"Think I'm Crazy"
(feat. Natalie)



[Chorus: Natalie:]
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

[Verse 1: Chamillionaire]
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"

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Chamillionaire]
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)

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Chamillionaire]
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

 

[fox69]

"This Morning"

"This Morning"


[Chorus - Chamillionaire {Chopped and Screwed Voice}]
Every morning, I woke up (up)
Thinkin 'bout money and guess what? (what?)
If that's what I wanted, then ya already know
I'd hop off in my drop and get dough (get dough, let's go)
This morning
{I cut the mic on before Mike Jones
I had a bad flow before Magno}
I'm thinkin 'bout money
This morning
{I cut the mic on before Mike Jones
I had a bad flow before Magno}
I'm thinkin 'bout money
Well let's get it then

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Ye-yeah, ye-yeah
I cut the mic on before Mike Jones, I had a bad flow before Magno (yeah!)
Freestyle before Freestyle but would kill the verses with a pad though (yeah!)
Still remember when the other members of the Swishahouse didn't like me (me?)
Me and Paul up against the wall, until Ben Franklin come found me (woo!)
Paid in full before Paid In Full, I had a attitude, a young ragin bull
Still hungry, still got the munchies, wonder why I ain't gettin full
Even back in my middle school, I was killin y'all at Dominoes (HA!)
Who know that'd be trainin for big sixes and countin foooo's (woo!)
Tell me how I'm wrong (wrong)
When since day one I told you I get money on my own (my own)
Chameleon before the Chamillionaire was even known (known)
I spoke it into existence, guess I'm gifted with my songs (let's go)
Actually, it's blasphemy if you ever said that one tape whack (what?)
No more Mixtape Messiah, I wonder what could replace that? (what?)
Well I lay back in my Maybach, consider this one as payback
Chamillionaire talkin trash again, ha, don't you fakers just hate that?
Sure do, you really should, I'm still ballin, I'm still hoopin
Still tippin, I'm still flippin, I'm still foreign, I'm still coupin
Anybody along the way that tried to hate should feel stupid (woo!)
I ain't got no love and why? I accidentally killed Cupid [gunshot]

[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
Every morning, I woke up (up)
Thinkin 'bout money and guess what? (what?)
If that's what I wanted, then ya already know
I'd hop off in my drop and get dough (get dough, let's go)
This morning, I woke up
I'm thinkin 'bout money (ain't nothin change 'cause)
This morning, I woke up
I'm thinkin 'bout money
Well let's get it then

 

[fox69]

"This My World"
(feat. Big K.R.I.T.)

"This My World"
(feat. Big K.R.I.T.)



A different city every night right
And they be going so insane
I repping for my city right, right
So you should be happy that I came

[Chorus:]
Wouldn't believe it, if you seen it
I watch the skyline light up every evening
It's like I'm dreaming, baby what I mean is
Most of y'all don't know it
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa

[Chamillionaire:]
I don't worry 'bout paper I past up
I focus on money my hands touch
If that right there don't add up
I gotta let you know your math sucks
You don't ever talk to a calculator
You don't get caught with an ounce of paper
Every convo is about a favour
Had to get a mansion without the neighbours
I ain't meaning no bad chick
When I say they don't have a dime
And I ain't meaning no Gold watch when I say "I don't have the time"
My hustle is the reason I'm known to shine
It's like I'm in my own World
Cause these boys out here pillow talking
And texting all my old girls
You call that your homegirl
I call that my dome girl
I call that my errr,
I'm not home leave a message after the tone girl
I go to places they rap about
But girls only love you cause the cash you got
See all these hoes is chasing stars
Growing up to be cashtronauts
Can't be mad, I asked for it
Living life in that airport
Y'all ain't even get off the ground
Y'all stuck in that chair-port
I know they wanna see my cash short
But only thing I ask Lord
Is please don't let me run out of nothing but pages in my passport

[Chorus:]
Wouldn't believe it, if you seen it
I watch the skyline light up every evening
It's like I'm dreaming, baby what I mean is
Most of y'all don't know it
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa

[Big K.R.I.T.:]
Been through a lot just to get this far
Whip that car, grip that grain
Ready pipes on the lights
Went from broke to having things
Catching planes out of state
I got dudes to pay, I got move to make
Fuck the fee that they put on me
To keep the lights on and food on their plate
Hit the slab, push it to the max
Expensive taste, I love poppin' tags
Fucking hoes, I live in the lab
Spittin' bars that reflect my past
What you know 'bout sold out shows
The more gun shit everywhere I go
Putting on for the third cole
Sippin' lean, give a damn, what you think dat my folk
And nothin' else I gave them but hope
I think they could follow dreams of their own
Be successful and ride clean with the chrome
If it ain't pass I'll leave it alone
And who they hate and preach their Lord
Most niggas talk now just because
I'm putting my faith in the man above
About my bread, playa be about your's
Be 'bout our's, stay on course
I make my mark everywhere I go
I speak that trill everytime I flow
I get my own, cause it's all I know
That's all I show so when I toast to the life I live
I'm taking off like a laser beam
Rather not wake, rather get my cake up
While I'm out here living the dream
This is my world!

[Chorus:]
Wouldn't believe it, if you seen it
I watch the skyline light up every evening
It's like I'm dreaming, baby what I mean is
Most of y'all don't know
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa

[Bridge:]
A different city in the night life
And they be going so insane
I repping for my city right, right
So you should be happy that I came
She say she want to spend the night right
And I don't even know her name
(Don't even know your name)
They sit and watch me as I fly high
And she wanna be my Lois Lane

[Chamillionaire:]
Fresh off the plane, straight to the Rover
I can't complain, tip for the chauffer
When I hit my room, it's over
Floor that I'm on, high as a toca
Funny thing is this girl is sober
But she gon be drunk when she hit the sofa
You stay the night if you acting right
The views that we looking at that's a sight
You really be living that rapper life
It they ain't made it where I'm at than they ain't rapping right
She me and KRIT got dough appetites
You couldn't see us if with a flashing light
You could die, than come back to life
You still couldn't see us in the after life
And you know...

[Chorus]
Wouldn't believe it, if you seen it
I watch the skyline light up every evening
It's like I'm dreaming, baby what I mean is
Most of y'all don't know
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
(It's like I'm dreaming, It's like I'm dreaming)
This my World, whoooa

Dollar to my name, quarter in my jeans
Million dollar vision now I'm living out my dreams
This my World, this my world
I had a dollar to my name, quarter in my jeans
Million dollar vision now I'm living out my dreams
This my World, this my world
This my World, yeah

 

[fox69]

"Throwdest In The Game"

"Throwdest In The Game"


(Yung L.A. - Ain't I mix)

[Hook:]
Ain't I [x6]
You know I is
Ain't I off the chain
Ain't I such a pain
Ain't I Ain't I Ain't I Ain't I known for spitting flames
Ain't I [x6]
You know my name
Ain't I getting change
Ain't I on them swangs
Ain't I Ain't I Ain't I Ain't I Throwdest In The Game

[Verse 1:]
Let's Go
Ay
I move a million tapes before my label even ship me
That's the reason that my donuts like a box of chip-lees
I wish I wish an idiot act up and try to diss me
Like that you ? class I used to pay you goin be history
When I leave rap, I know the rap world is gonna miss me
I heard a little busta wanna sue me youse a sissy
They say that it ain't tricking if you got it, but that's tricky
I think the person that made up that slogan try'na trick me
The game cost a fee and I can't say that I'm affordable
If she out of town then my pimpin game is portable
Got some haters on the sac, the plan was just ignoring you
But now you starting to be a pest, I gotta call a auto-bull

[Hook:]
Ain't I [x6]
You know I is
Ain't I off the chain
Ain't I such a pain
Ain't I Ain't I Ain't I Ain't I known for spitting flames
Ain't I [x6]
You know my name
Ain't I getting change
Ain't I on them swangs
Ain't I Ain't I Ain't I Ain't I Throwdest In The Game

[Verse 2:]
Yeah your shirt is ro-ho, you ain't a blood boy you fake
Put my knuckles on your face, so that in your shirt can cordonate
I'm already legendary y'all know that I'm more than great
Way before I got revenge you just saw it sorta late
Windows in my living room, toss it they just gonna say
They don't have enough fabric, I didn't even order drapes
Mixtape God you can hear the scriptures on my tapes
Got chicks in Atlanta offering me money more than Mase
Do whatever that I tell em never insupportate
Girl you looking super fine I know you gotta gorgoeus face
Tape some money to ya head and you da chick I'm gonna date
But soon as ya fall asleep and you know what I'm gonna take
Get Money

[Hook:]
Ain't I [x6]
You know I is
Ain't I off the chain
Ain't I such a pain
Ain't I Ain't I Ain't I Ain't I known for spitting flames
Ain't I [x6]
You know my name
Ain't I getting change
Ain't I on them swangs
Ain't I Ain't I Ain't I Ain't I Throwdest In The Game

 

[fox69]

"Tippin' Slow"
(feat. Rasaq)

"Tippin' Slow"
(feat. Rasaq)



[Chorus - Rasaq]
I'm tippin' slow, tippin' slow, tippin' slow, tippin' slow
tippin' slow, tippin' slow, tippin' slow, tippin' slow
tippin' slow, tippin' slow, tippin' slow, tippin' slow
tippin' slow, tippin' slow, tippin' slow, tippin' slow

[Verse - Rasaq]
-Yeah Yeah..
Tippin' slow in my low, 55, 54
TV screens in my do', paint drippin' on the floor
High-cappin' on these hoes
mad that I got my dough
Didn't like me when I was broke, tow-down and po'
Now I'm slidin' on 4's, ridin' on 4's
Crushin' all haters, and all those who oppose
Shinin' up my golds, watch the diamonds glow
The young Napolean straight blindin' all these hoes
(I'm Tippin' Slow) Sittin' in the road
(Tippin' Slow) Sittin' big and bold
(Tippin' Slow) Rose gold chain
(Tippin' Slow) Rose gold rose
(Tippin' Slow) J's on my toes
(Tippin' Slow) Starch in my clothes
(Tippin' Slow) Swangin' lane to lane
(Tippin' Slow) Ya boy actin' throwed
Color Changin' got it sold
forget what you've been told
Suckers don't know, busters don't know
I'm sippin' moet, throwin' up my set
I'm in the Impala, Twin in the Vette
Them haters better get
we holdin' on them tech's
Playa I'm just tippin
I ain't lookin' for no plex
I'm lookin' for some reds
I'm lookin' for some yellas
They better show me love
and then to my fellas
Nigga we better, stop actin' jealous
Do as I do go out and get ya cheddar man.

[Chorus - Rasaq]
I'm tippin' slow, tippin' slow, tippin' slow, tippin' slow
tippin' slow, tippin' slow, tippin' slow, tippin' slow
tippin' slow, tippin' slow, tippin' slow, tippin' slow
tippin' slow, tippin' slow, tippin' slow, tippin' slow

 

[fox69]

"Tone For Life"
(feat. Famous)

"Tone For Life"
(feat. Famous)



[Intro]
I do need to do that
["Famous" echoes]

[Famous]
Uhh, fly with the stars cause I'm high
So high Lord will I survive?
I believe that kush is my prize
When I pine, best believe it's the fire
Don't worry about me, I wanna get higher
Now pass that Sweet, and pass that lighter
Y'all my sons, J.R., no Ryder
Sucker MC's outta call me sire
Uh, I'm so San Anton' I'm king
I only gave, you a crown just to shoot it out the beam
Gave San Anton' my dream
That's on e'rythang, spit fire that you niggaz can't exting-
-guish that you could fuck with me but you cain't
Thinkin that we on the same level but we ain't
Let's see how vivid of a picture I can paint
So you really understand the position that I rank
First solo mixtape, that's me
Empire of the whole 3D, let's see oh
Free live, O-R-I-P-C
F e'rybody else, you bet' not diss me
I just got a call from my nigga Kill Zone
He say "Fame, CNL, why you not in the Tone?"
I gotta man up, get in my zone
Just know when I come home kinfolk it's on
I been around the world, y'all been around the state
Boys always say they hungry why they never got a plate?
So before you try and tell 'em that I'm fake
You should save I saved the tone and I really need a cake
Bitch!

[Chorus]
You know that I'ma rep this Tone shit for life
For life, for life
You'll never blow because yo' lyrics ain't tight
Ain't tight, ain't tight
I'm so official other rappers just hype
Just hype, just hype
Y'all gettin left I'm gettin all the way right
Way right, way right

[Outro: Famous singing]
Yeah; I'm on that Tone shit
Still in the zone bitch
And I be on my grind
All of that hating
I don't condone it
You know the whole city's mine
You know that I'ma rep this Tone shit for life
For life, for life
These other niggaz out here ain't livin right
Livin right, livin right

 

[fox69]

"Top Down Money Up"

"Top Down Money Up"


Yeeeeaaah, look up in the sky
It's not a bird, it's not a plane
It's one of them little Batman symbol things
Except it's got a lizard in it
Chamillitary, let's get it, ye-yeah!

Top down, money up, gotta stay on the grind (grind)
Top down, money up, gotta stay on the grind (grind)
Top down, money up, gotta stay on the grind (grind)
Gotta stay on the grind homie, gotta stay on the grind homie (for real)
Top down, money up, gotta stay on the grind (grind)
Top down, money up, gotta stay on the grind (grind)
Top down, money up, gotta stay on the grind (grind)
Gotta stay on the grind (grind), gotta go and get mine homie

I move from lobby to lobby and the shottie ridin beside me
I bet that shottie go lollipop if you tryin to rob me
No, that's probably a hottie, she tuggin on me like a dolly
Black Magic on my tires, while she Mr. Miyagi the body - wax on, wax off
I'm a player, don't play so play up above me
All this vegetation I'm makin, I bet ya say that you're hungry
Jenny Craig for my bread, my wallet lookin so pudgy
Got that cake, got that cream, the fat one say that she love me
I'ma put the city on my back, I mean put it right back on my back
And it still say R.I.P. to that Pimp C on back of that 'Llac
And I keep these broads goin crazy, talk so much smack on my tracks
Because I'm a mack/Mac like your laptop so tell 'em that on iChat
Uh, you should mind your bidness here, you should mind your bidness dear
All this money I'ma get this year, that mean your money gon' disappear
Ain't no women strippin here, ain't no women strippin here?
Wait till they see my whip appear, that's what I call whip appeal
It's the Barack O-baller, I know she tryna holler
Roll her number on a dollar but I really just want the dollar
I hope it's not your daughter, cause I'm probably not gon' call her
Universal Republic, yeah I'm the shot that's in your revolver
Yeah I'm reloading homie, the pistol holder's on me
And you know I'm talkin to you know who cause you know you're phoney
It's lonely at the top but I like ridin solo
Shake off complainers and tell 'em that you won't be rollin no mo'
Some want some in the ruler and his first statement said "You suck"
Musical chairs, see the chopper, gon' beat a goose, you duck
Texas used to be screwed up but you ain't us, you can't fool us
Got a problem with Koopa? When, where, how, who, what?
He said he hate my confidence and how I wreck the beat
Talkin down in front of me, I hope you got some special teeth
I got my hand on the trigger, the fakeness about rest in peace
Actin just like my publicist, I think I'm bout to press release
The mover, you the shaker, I'm the realest, you the faker
Chamillinators, fact then I'm back to rebuking haters
I promise I pull the baddest broad in stew to bake her
I'm true to paper and pretty ones always glued to paper
Nah I ain't got to love her, Texas I got ya covered
They tryna be all on the D so I'm bout to pull out the rubbers
Got a ghetto chick that I know that'll sock a soccer mother
And after that probably go to her house and sock her mother
I showed the underground how to attract the dollars bills
But I got some haters in the city that want me to keep it real
Sayin that the kid went commercial to get a deal
You a clown, need to go do commercials for happy meals
They ain't heard my voice in a minute so the ladies say they been gettin restless
Dallas, Fort Worth, San Antonio, Killeen, Austin and Tyler Texas
Like Biggie said "Rub on your breasts", remove your clothes, you don't need your dresses
A lotta people say they the best but their words are not impressive
Lames know that I burn money, I'ma show you how to melt a stack
First I'ma go hit the bank, then hit Harlem Nights after that
They know I've been on the grind in every city that's on the map
Looked down at the welcome mat and noticed it said "Welcome back"

Ho, all this applause for me? I appreciate it, thank you, thank you
I don't need no birthday cake though, I got enough cake
I'm on you boy, yeah, you know what it is, Koopa