Chamillionaire - Go Getta Lyrics

My time is done,I’m feeling fine
My money is on my mind
Let’s go getta
Go getta
Go ,go getta
Last time I dropped you
Now you’re rolling with a winner
I will come up for some more figures
More figures,more figures,more figures
Just point me to the dollar signs
Told my girl,
I’m sorry I won’t make it home for dinner
I won’t make it home for dinner,I apologize
I’m gonna go getta
Go getta,go getta
Go getta,go getta
Grinning off the dinner time

I picked up the phone when I heard the call
Heard the call,heard the call
She was talking to ...
Hope that you gonna go to church tomorrow
Church tomorrow,church tomorrow
Did she say ,boy don’t try it work so hard
But that ‘s like trying to tell me not to work a dollar
Now get it
You know I’ll be gone for a minute
Everything was hard and independent
I had to transform a penny into a quarter
A quarter into a dollar
And a dollar into a ticket
Clock is still ticking
Better know it’s my time
Jump if you try not to get shot down
...If I’ll fall off then it’s not now

I’ve been the type to leave confidence
So you can all give compliments
...Tried to catch up but my mind is messed up
I hope you never get caught
Trying to act dumm
First of all I tried to say I was next of
My hunger is trying to tell my best of
...If you wanna win you got to get on your past
Take your purchase rip all the tags
And when you swaggin’ than break the bags
...We don’t like to talk cause we show
It ain’t dinner time when it’s winning time
So try to win and let’s go,let’s go

Last time I dropped you
Now you’re rolling with a winner
I will come up for some more figures
More figures,more figures,more figures
Just point me to the dollar signs
Told my girl,
I’m sorry I won’t make it home for dinner
I won’t make it home for dinner,I apologize
I’m gonna go getta
Go getta,go getta
Go getta,go getta
Grinning off the dinner time

Ain’t nobody controlling us
I know you’re trying to shoot me down
Then you better start loading up
Cause you’ll have to shoot more than a round

Walk into the office like daddy’s home...
Execute my diddy dash
When my bid is done I’m already gone
Skipped the city ,let’s hit it glow
Don’t really smoking
Don’t really drinking
I’m all kind of wet and cute
Let’s get it,let’s get it
Told my crew
Let’s get it,let’s get it

I ain’t down with if you ain’t down with me
So ... a shoe if you fit in
Admit it,tell the truth and admit it
So the joke is on you if you bid it
Admit it,I got a mail with no stamp
And I still give you a mail with your stamp
And I’m stall as calm as I’ve never been
With you count
...The road to rich looks so rough
But the profit from me,that’s so fine

Last time I dropped you
Now you’re rolling with a winner
I will come up for some more figures
More figures,more figures,more figures
Just point me to the dollar signs
Told my girl,
I’m sorry I won’t make it home for dinner
I won’t make it home for dinner,I apologize
I’m gonna go getta
Go getta,go getta
Go getta,go getta
Grinning off the dinner time

Slim Thug - Houston ft. Paul Wall & Chamillionaire Lyrics

Slim Thug - Houston ft. Paul Wall & Chamillionaire Lyrics:

[Verse 1 - Slim Thug]
Texas tatted on my arm, got Houston on my back
‘Cause I love the city I’m from, hands up if you feel that
I ball hard like a Texan, every Sunday catch me wreckin’
?, code name Boss because you can’t catch him
And they catch them bops like Dre do
Ball hard like I play too, run that back like Jay do
Bet a couple ? and we play you
We came to win, can’t take a loss
Ain’t shit ‘bout that H South,
Team strong we’ll break ‘em off, lay ‘em down then rake ‘em out
Car roof like ?, when the sun’s out I drop the top
H-Town we shinin’ red white and blue in that lot
See you boys in the playoffs, bet you this year we on top
And if you from that H like me, you already know what I’m talkin’ ‘bout

[Hook]
I’m from Houston, Texas home of the Texans [x3]
Texas Tatted on my arm, Houston on my back
I’m from Houston, Texas home of the Texans [x3]
Texas Tatted on my arm, Houston on my back

[Verse 2 - Paul Wall]
I’m from that HOU TEX, non-believers get put to the death
Then hard times, we get put to the test, but dedication turn the last to the best
Stop complainin’ just a little bit less and start to quest on the road to success
We got now and we got next, say it loud with some bass in your chest
Haters hate but now they on jock like Joseph and Queen the corners on lock
I come through the line like Brian Kush and then I can’t be blocked like JJ Watt
Now we on top, no more middle, like Super Mario I’m a hard hitter
Can’t be stopped, don’t be bitter, never give up ‘cause I’m a go getter
In the groupie and I wade through you, she like Torro and the whole crew
In battle red or liberty white out, I might come out in the deep still blue
I thought boys knew, don’t be surprised, tell them boys about Texas pride
We ride for each other when we on the otherside and if you aint ?

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
Hold up
If you ain’t from Texas, you didn’t get the message
Let me give you boys a quick lesson then
I swore to God to be fresh to death, I didn’t die so time to get fresh again
You know the H what I’m reppin’ and it’s like 35% Mexican
And that’s so ironic (why?)
Every cup is like 35% beverage and 65% medicine
Plenty ? for thick specimens
A million fine and bad yela’s and that’s like 22% lesbian
And in my zone what you steppin’ in, then I bet my fist is gone check a chin
‘Cause that trill in Bun, and that trill is Pimp, and that trill is somethin’ y’all never been
Hit your woman and let her in to my vehicle that I never tint
That brain got to be official baby, no artificial intelligence
I’m runnin in it like Andre, if y’all ain’t from Houston I ain’t convinced
‘Cause y’all touch down in our city once and been rappin’ like you are ever since

[Hook]

Chamillionaire Ft. Trey Songz, Young Jeezy - Be the One Lyrics

Chamillionaire Ft. Trey Songz, Young Jeezy - Be the One Lyrics (Lloyd Remix):

[Chamillionaire:]
Girl just let me be the one, just let me be the one
I'm super slow coming down
That put this pimping off your lifee
I'm super slow coming down, coming down,
Super slow coming down, super slow coming down
Girl just let me be the one, just let me be the one
Girl just let me be the one,
To put this pimping off in your lifee
Coming down, coming down, super slow coming down
I'll put this pimping off in your lifee

[Chamillionaire:]
I wanna be the one to work it till your (back out)
You can't quit ya know I ain't gon let ya (back out)
Everybody asking when I'm coming (back out)
When I finish given all your women (backshots)
I'm a mack I wanna be the one to work it till you (back out)
You can't quit ya know I ain't gon let ya (back out)
Everybody asking when I'm coming back out
When I finish given all your women (backshots)
I wanna be the one to work it till your back out
Ya can't quit ya know I ain't gon let ya back out
Everybody asking when I'm coming back out
When I finish given all your women backshots
I'm a mack without the apple on the laptop
You know that I'm a run it back until ya pass out
I'm a have the lizard logo as the back drop
I'm a let the big faces be the mascot
Whole bunch of money, whole bunch of johnny
That's a whole bunch of jewellery hanging low to my tummy
On vogues and it's sunny, head home witcha hunny
I'm a make her sweat it out until her nose getting runny
Hacoo, that new, fresh set of tatoos
I'm feeling on your body baby that's smooth
Tell your ex boyfriend I'm that dude
That il black both of his eyes like a raccoons
Tip down when I floss
Missin pimp wipe the chick when I talk
Lil nobodies talk down on the boss
But I got more change than ya'll in my couch
Ouch, if the shoe fits then it gotta hurt
I be killing everything pull up in a hearse
I be healing all the pain let me go to work
I'm the mixtape god tabanacle church

[Chorus: Lloyd]
Girl I wanna be the one, be be be the one
Girl I wanna be the one
Be the one to kiss you goodnight
Be the one, be be be be the one
Girl I wanna be the one, be the one
Girl I wanna be the one, be be be the one
Girl I wanna be the one, be the one to kiss you goodnight
Be the one, be be be the one, girl I wanna be the one
Be the one to kiss you goodnight

[Lloyd:]
A lil sunshine open my eyes
Wake up in the morning, she on my mind
Get fresh, get dressed
The world, it's my time
So you can think about your soul
? cause you know we on
So let me turn off that phone
We ain't gotta stop we grown
And I don't really give a fuck who's calling
I don't really give a fuck who's ballin'
Call me A. Keys, who's Fallin'
You's fallin', that's dude's problem
So hop in this thang
Forget what he said
Wanna taste my favourite spread
My lips between your legs

[Chorus]

[Trey Songz:]
I'm headed over there
You better be prepared
Pullin' on ya hair
No kiddin', no trippin'
My dog and yo kitten
My head in yo mitten
If you take it than I'm gon' give it
If you throw it, then I'm gon hit it
I'm ain't gon miss it, it's my mission I'm a kiss on every lip of yours
What now, touch down, your body like a score
Get it, I'm a get it like you never did before

[Chorus]

[Young Jeezy:]
Look, Lloyd got me on these dutch masters
So all you see is these dutch rappers
Coconut kush, cocnut ciroc
Not behind the wheel, coconut the top
Get it? yeah I said nothing
Talk back to her, like what
Ain't nothing sweet in my sweet
See I start off slow, go deep
Got an uptown?, it's over
I told ya, she my soldier
Yeh, Young be the boss
Everyday of the week I floss
Look off white rocks, no denim
Look off white drop, no rental
Yeah, top down in the winter
Say I ball too hard, Sportscenter
I'm in the club with my ice out
Start blowing up my iPhone
Like where ya at? where ya been?
What ya doing tonight, can you hit it again
From the back, while I'm on the scene
While you smoking blunts while ya drinking drinks
While ya other broads blowing up ya phone
While ya pulling my hair with ya Nike's on

[Chorus]

Chamillionaire Ft. Z-Ro - Sure Thing Lyrics

Chamillionaire Ft. Z-Ro - Sure Thing Lyrics (Miguel Remix):

[Miguel:]
Love you like a brother

[Chamillionaire:]
Never be another

[Miguel:]
Treat you like a friend

[Chamillionaire:]
Treat you like a friend

[Miguel:]
Respect you like a lover

[Chamillionaire:]
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm

[Miguel:]
Oooooo, ooooo, oooooo

You can beat that never ever sweat that [x4]

[Chamillionaire:]
Chamillitary mayne
Hmmmmmmm

Baby I bein stacking cash, off in this rubberband
I bein hustling in the streets all afternoon
Told her I'm a work the kitty soon
You just be patient till I get back to the room
If you just keep it wet, then I'm a show ya
That I'm the best, I work it till it's over, no doubt
That I'm a boss, bout to tell the workers that the boss is getting off
Just tell me what ya want

How bout it your body is bout to be convinced
Hope you know how to swim tonight I'l prolly leave ya drenched
Hungry for money yea it's true I'm normally chewin chips
I think tonight il prolly add your body to the list
They say the girl that hate ya most is the one who ya miss
The woman that is normally ghost who got the truest kiss
Emptying pockets for your hotness giving you my tips
I'm bout to watch her getting topless tryan do the splits
Just let it drip I'm unclogging it with no draino
I had ya gushing and errupting like a volcano
Ya haven't sinned but I know that you ain't got no halo
Covers so sweaty it look like we making snow angels
So much stamina you'll think we having car sex
Test driver even let you see the car facts
Get up under then I proceed to give you oil checks
So much drive that when we done you leaking tyre tracks

[Miguel:]
If you be the cash
I'll be the rubberband
You be the match
I'm a be your fuse
Boom!
Painter baby you
Could be the muse
I'm the reporter baby
You could be the news
Cause your the cigarette
And I'm the smoker
We raise a bet...
Cause you're tha joker
Truth tho...
You are the chalk
And I could be the blackboard
And you can be the talk
And I could be the walk

Even when the sky comes falling
Even when the sun don't shine
I got faith in you and I
So put your pretty little hand in mine
Even when we're down to the wire babe
Even when it's do or die
We can do it baby simple and plain

Cause This Love Is a Sure Thing

You could bet that
Never got to sweat that [x4]

[Z-Ro:]
Well um excuse me miss I don't wanna take up ya time
But this ain't none of the kitty game
But the same old pick up line
I'm a get straight to the point
Your are as lovely as a rose
No I'm not into one night stands
I'm eager to see you out your clothes
Please don't take it the wrong way, I'm just spectating
But I won't lie and say I'm not thinking about sex making
It was on my mind real strong but I don't wanna rush
We can remain friends for a little more time
By then I'l know if I've bein dealin with a strong mind
If her buisness brain that drugged up and gone mine
But that's irrelavent I'm speaking for the present baby
Tell your girls you gone holler jump in my intriffic baby
Unless they wanna come and kick it with my homies
If not, me and you can kick it and leave em all lonely
I gotta lotta women on my phone trying ta lay with me
But just for the night I want yourself to come and stay with

[Miguel:]
Rock with me baby
Let me hold you in my arms
Talk with me baby
[x2]

This love
Between you and I
As simple as pie baby
Such a sure thing
Oh is it a sure thing [x2]

Even when the sky comes fallin
Even when the sun don't shine
I got faith in you and I
So put your pretty little hand in mine
Even when we're down to the wire babe
Even when it's do or die
We can do it baby simple and plain
This love is a sure thing
Love you like a brother
Treat you like a friend
Respect you like a lover
Oooo, oooo, oooo

Chamillionaire - Bring The Chalk In Freemix Lyrics

Chamillionaire - Bring The Chalk In Freemix Lyrics:

[Intro:]
You know that it's my badazz freemix

[Chorus:]
Say my name
I dear em [x4]
Just tell em houston got more than a problem
Don't mean to brag but I think that I'm awesome

Man it's a shame
I stopped caring [x4]
Cause I didn't like the way that they was talking
So now I'm bout to kill it bring the chalk in

[Verse 1:]
Uh
I don't need a group I move alone
They don't let me park I move that cone
I'm a walk in watch you perform
Then kick you off stage if you too long
They don't love you until you gone
I bein doin this for too damn long
You bein down for the last 2 damn songs
But when the album get due it's on
Catch me in norway, catch me in iraq
Catch me in places were you'll never fly at
Somewhere loading up bullets into my gat
In a black hawk sittin next to the pilot
Maybe in the college hopping outta my lac
Making curry your girl tellin me ta try that
Sending me a contact, number I'm a dial that
Later on I'm a tap tap it like a high hat
No, I can't be no hoe
Who ya know that il be d before
Whatchu thought that the kid won't gone show
My surgeons got toys no g.I joe
When I show up I'm a be so low
Your confidence is gon be so low, be so low, be so low
Feelin like mystikal bow, HERE I GO

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Tell me what your stats bout
Is he gettin that clout
Car that I'm pullin out looking like a black out
Gettin rid of that dawg card never max out
Cribs and money nickname jerry stackhouse
Better shut your fat lip hit ya right in that mouth
I don't never sleep like I'm layin on a bad couch
Go against me you don't wanna go that route
Still up in the game so I'm bout to take the trash out

[Chorus]

Chamillionaire - Go Out On The Town Ft. Killer Mike, Young Jeezy Lyrics

Chamillionaire - Go Out On The Town Ft. Killer Mike, Young Jeezy Lyrics:

[chorus x2: killer mike]
this the shit that happen when we go out on the town
this the shit that happen when we go out on the town
bottles get to poppin and the bitches get to jockin
and the kush that we be smokin on be loud

[killer mike:]
pull up to the club you can hear the car run
tell the dopeman sed you know i gotta gun
promoter already paid my money
i'm a make it rain on sugar and honey
bibba baby bibba baby ball like a dog
this enough for me to go wax both ya'll
me and my clique be the t-shirt gang
hittin niggas deep goin bang bang bang
black tee, black tee bottles in the air
niggas brought jay, me and meech back here
niggas stay charblack back don't stick
niggas say tearwawy white black on dick
so respect my mind, respect my grind
walk on past don't expect no line
twenty young brauds like a cheerleading squad
all they wanna do is hang out with the stars
all they wanna do is get high like the moon
take a nigga back to a hotel room
sex drugs rap bro yea we on it
la tonight miami in the mornin
know a nigga had to hit it quicker than a mention
know a nigga had to do the same shit again
know my next show in the city of sin
tip back home and we at it again

[chorus x2]

[chamillionaire:]
yeah,
all of my boys rep h.o.u
i tell em that the boys stay so true
reason that the panamera paint so blue
be the reason that the braud say she ain't your boo
all of these brauds yea 8 plus 2
big up to my jamiacan crew
ain't no part that i ain't done flew
this is my home and the bank is too
stunt so hard got 25 racks
spent 2 so it's 23 to be exact
big money takes small your money get jacked
your money on break mine finna run laps
takin ya to school cause i know ya'll flunk
shout at hard as me then i know ya'll drunk
speakers in the trunk that ya know gon thump
got the trunk sitting higher than a pole vault jump
plenty bad brauds wearin bobs and weaves
after i hit em i'm goin bob then weave
can't talk if ya ain't talking g's
money talks then ya know i gotta talk in sleep
ain't too bright but her body look right
now she askin me what my account look like
dot dot dot like a pac man bite
yea excetera i tell her that's a sample tight

[chorus x2]

[young jeezy:]
let go, get the car meet me in the old valley
from everything new to the old chevroley
half of them them bitches ain't got no top
half of them bitches part brand new trucks
all them bitches got brand new wheels
none of my niggers ain't got no deal
none of my niggers ain't got no job
all of my niggers got 2-3 cars
what you mean nigger ain't got no care
like telling og ain't got no air
don't look now a nigger sick on the stage
buy a sack and a whip ya know nigger got a raise
how you know a nigg get all that work
could of got 3 or 4 knicks for a shirt
why a nigger name so hot in the city
cause they got a 3-4 spots in the city
some on the east, hard on the west, smoke on the south side
yo all know the rest
32 old and it ain't no blood, ain't coping no stone and it ain't no watts
hit it in the front and it ain't no coupe, ain; t come from la then it ain't no snoop
ga baby wanna smoke that brown, your name ain't young and this ain't your town
none said pussy like the 3 rose, keep it lock in a pot they say free jose
none say chips like free do lay, keep playing that young like go deejay
matter of fact all free all my niggers gotta sip for all my niggers
know what i did that you might bea legend one more time and i might spit seven

[chorus x2]

Chamillionaire - Pot of Gold Ft The Game & Chris Brown Lyrics

Chamillionaire - Pot of Gold Ft Game & Chris Brown Lyrics:

I close my eyes and imagine I’m home,
I miss the days, when, life was simple,
But if I never tried to follow that rainbow,
In search of the pot of gold
(woooah woooah)
In search of the pot of gold

chamillionaire part
Yo, in the beginning we was winning, said you never changed

We all recognise me, you looking hell as strange

Got a ego at the moment lift it up in flames

Mother Nature made it rain and i forgot to tell her thanks

I ain’t thought of sh-t back in Manhattan, but i don’t regret it

I know i got that doe, just trying not to over sell it

This is a message from the future hoe, i know you jealous

The maker of my card the only one i know can spell it

Uh, hold dat, food for the thought and im so fat

They listening to the track and not the words like the show that

Cold world sorry if you didn’t snow that, haters can get to stepping

I should put that on the flow back

Though the spot – light,
Is not for me,
I close my eyes and imagine I’m home,
I miss the days, when, life was simple,
But if I never tried to follow that rainbow,
In search of the pot of gold
(woooah woooah)
In search of the pot of gold

There’s a mother out there right now,
About to have the next LeBron,
Searchin’ for a pot of gold like a leprechaun,
They say death comes in threes,
Whose next in line?
And I just lost a best friend for the second time,
Now I’m on a quest to find peace,
Still gotta carry my piece and soo-woo when its reppin’ time,
Yall don’t understand, I’m misunderstood,
Give Interscope 2 more albums then I’m done for good,
Sold 10 million records, ain’t leave the hood,
It’s a cold world everybody need a hood,
And everybody doin’ time stay headstrong,
You still gotta chance to live,
Even though you’re dead wrong.

Though the spot – light,
Is not for me,
I close my eyes and imagine I’m home,
I miss the days, when, life was simple,
But if I never tried to follow that rainbow,
In search of the pot of gold
(woooah woooah)
In search of the pot of gold

chamillionaire part
Its crazy everybody who told me that i wouldn’t make it

Estimations that didn’t end how they anticipated

Such a bast-rd I’m in the barber shop and getting faded

I’m just listening while you tell me how we aint related

If i had a negro what for every person that we’ve jated

I would leave it all for my son and tell my kid to save it

I grew up didn’t have a nickel so the kid as hated

But i bet that i had a pistol that was nickel plated

Could’ve ... to a vagina i know entertaining

Get your g’s in in spite of something different aint it

Im in love with the life i live i wouldn’t switch or trade it

Yall the reason why the area around my crib it gated

Though the spot – light,
Is not for me,
I close my eyes and imagine I’m home,
I miss the days, when, life was simple,
But if I never tried to follow that rainbow,
In search of the pot of gold
(woooah woooah)
In search of the pot of gold

Sometimes I try to do good but I just can’t be,
Its hard to get myself to do things that aint me,
And yall should thank me,
But my haters busy tryna send me home early but you can’t New Orleans Saint me.
I ain’t a saint B, I aint a god God,
I aint an angel neither but I try hard yall,
I’m lightin’ up for all my soldiers at war,
As I sit back and watch the ashes on my cigar fall,
Wayne just came home,
And Tip back on the yard dog,
Guess Pujols aint the only one playin’ hard ball.

Though the spot – light,
Is not for me,
I close my eyes and imagine I’m home,
I miss the days, when, life was simple,
But if I never tried to follow that rainbow,
In search of the pot of gold
(woooah woooah)
In search of the pot of gold

Chamillionaire - Panamera Girl Lyrics

Chamillionaire - Panamera Girl Lyrics:

[singing:]
hopped in my porscha then i asked if it was all good if could come through,
you didn't sound excited and you just responded you can come if you want too,
i didn't like your tone of voice so i responded i gave you a rain check,
i wouldn't a said it if i knew that you would hit me back and say yeeeeaaassss
but tell me whens the last time i did what you want
and i now i'm sittin on chrome outside of your home
they say it took a long time for man to be wrong
but for some reason i don't think she'll stay that long

[rapping:]
i didn't even yell when you was yelling cause i thought that would help
when i'm right i'm wrong and when i'm wrong i'm wrong bout somethin else
when i say a thought that i think is smart how come it's never felt
when i pull my card out for your heart how come it doesn't melt
but it use toooo, we was youthful
better tighten those loose screws cause i'm feeling like you never let me stay neutral
feeling like you hated this wonderful life after i introduced you
and i'm finna go cookoo tryna figure which nest that the bird just flew through
if it ain't you, then it must be
something dealing with me, something that i can't see but you got me stevie wondering in hd
told me the blind can't lead the blind, but i don't get it
i met a blind lady that knew where she was headed
look at my ride, happiness never seen my debit
i can't confide in it but i could easily sell it
such a corporate girl, coulda bein my porscha girl
coulda bein my i want the world and i'm a give you that in portions girl
la zan za ee zen za layy
cause i don't really got nothin left i can say
i'm done now

Outlawz - One Way ft Chamillionaire Lyrics

Outlawz ft Chamillionaire - One Way Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
White tee money gang
We staying with the fitted on
Pockets on Rose, crip tryna get it on
Lounging, dirty Sprite, even dirtier
Thoughts on how to come up on a Thursday night
If it ain’t about bread I don’t kick no knowledge
You wanna learn something?
Take your broke ass to college
I ain’t a role model, crack don’t stop
Get the money then we money grabbing back up top
But naw, I ain’t flashing mine
See the flash on my rings
Waving a hammer like a glass of wine. What else?
It’s MOE, I told the judge I ain’t budge
It’s was him or me
[Hook]
Only one way in, one way out
When you get in this game, you gotta plan your way out
Streets is a maze, if you make it out
Just tryna get paid, it’s a muthaf-ckin drought
It’s so easy to be all about my money living these days
Niggas tryna get something from me, but no..
I know, I know,
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
[Verse 2]
Sucka niggas is blonde bimbos
Edie Hathaway, I’m jumping out the window
Act got the beat jumpin’ like Timbo
Land we flying, crash like simbo?
Look here, I’m bossed up in my Outlaw eyewear
Tell ‘em niggas I’m out here yeah
Warrior shit and ain’t a foot of glorious shit
Getting to the money, bound to get more of this shit
Cause we hustle all day and all night
And we ain’t stopping til we get it right
C’mon! Cause we hustle all day and all night
And we ain’t stopping til we get it right
I can show you, better than I could tell you
If you really from the hood every ghetto is familiar
Everybody struggling, everybody hustling
Tryna make ends’ meet, got us laying 6 feet deep
On your knees, I’mma get it, listen
I ain’t trickin on these bitches
Bet I’m stacking my digits, listen
Let’s get it!
When you doing good everybody f-cking with you
When that drought hit, ain’t nobody f-cking with you
I’m just tryna paint a picture, hopin’ you could see
Real niggas can make it, it’s up to you and me
Tryna find light through the darkness
Insane, no love in the land of the heartless
I’mma get mine
[Hook]
Only one way in, one way out
When you get in this game, you gotta plan your way out
Streets is a maze, if you make it out
Just tryna get paid, it’s a muthaf-ckin drought
It’s so easy to be all about my money living these days
Niggas tryna get something from me, but no..
I know, I know,
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
The birds fly South, but I was headed North
Watching while my parents dealing with divorce
Also was watching Diddy chilling in The Source
Thinking that I’m about to get it, bout to kill a corpse
They say the court was the better way to get a Porsche
I said of course, but everybody isn’t good at sports
Can’t get endorsed when you always sitting in the courts
And anyway, the money love me like it’s intercourse
So now I gotta get a voice
I gotta hop up out the hoopty and go get a Royce
Government make you feel like you don’t get a choice
Pass the torch and when we coming for you…
[Hook]

Chamillionaire - We All Done (I'm On One Freestyle) Lyrics

Chamillionaire - We All Done (I'm On One Freestyle) Lyrics:

They like where you been man
I'm like you'll find out when you need to know
Poison, coming soon

A-town so...
If I said it then you know it's what I mean
I do it all from my home
Cause that's who got me thinking i'm the damn king
I pro'ly heard a few feelings
Cause y'all be trickin' on 'em way too easy
See you can feed a few pigeons
That's when you realise them hoes a tease

Live from the Bahamas
I gotta be honest
Working on a classic gotta forgive me for my silence
Swear it felt like college, knowledge that you gave was timeless
Knew that you had good brain, I knew you'd graduate with honours
My P was the finest, bowing like she paying homage
Pulling that ponytail girl what you mix with Pochahontos
Cesa triple zeros, working jumping over commas
You can say that I gave you love but you can't say I gave a promise
Girl no dollars

And girl i'd love to kick it wit' ya but you know I gotta run
And stack some hundreds inbetween my trigger finger and my thumb
It was lovely while it lasted but I think the time has come
Hope you keep your composure when I say that it's over

We all done
Darling, we all done
She said i'm on one
Now that we're all done, done, done
I might not cuff and I might not trick
I might just split cause we don't just fit
Don't come back cause she might be sick
Cause she might be the one that I say i'm not with
When we all done
Now that we're all done, done, done

Loving the way she grip me
Loving the way my grip be
Feeling off in my pockets... and she history
Legends like Snoop and 50
Maybach Coupe like Ricky
Feeling just like my dick be weighing a tonne off in my dickies
Ball like Kenneth Griffey, hit it like Kenneth Griffey
They say stay on your toes, that's why i'm always on my tippies
Watch the people close incase any one of y'all acting shifty
Lipstick on my hollow tip don't let this clique give you a hicky
Posted in between the pillow, laying near in the pyjamas
With the slickest Texas rhymer that's when you know you can find her
Tell the dead i'm out of time, you know that that's a problem i'ma make her say
I know you didn't got her sounding just like Wonda
The 16th I be in Vegas, 26th I be in China
Booked 'til August, I come back and drop a mixtape in my honour
We live from the Bahamas, hope her panties is designer
I had your girl interior decorating her vagina
And girl i'd love to kick it wit' ya but you know I gotta run
And stack some hundreds inbetween my trigger finger and my thumb
It was lovely while it lasted but I think the time has come
Hope you keep your composure when I say that it's over

We all done
Darling, we all done
She said i'm on one
Now that we're all done, done, done
I might not cuff and I might not trick
I might just split cause we don't just fit
Don't come back cause she might be sick
Cause she might be the one that I say i'm not with
When we all done
Now that we're all done, done, done

Chamillionaire - Racks On Racks Freemix Ft. Da Brat, Wiz Khalifa & Twista Lyrics

Chamillionaire - Racks On Racks Freemix Ft. Da Brat, Wiz Khalifa & Twista Lyrics:

What you got?

Racks On Racks On Racks

He Got Racks On Racks On Racks

We Got Racks On Racks On Raaaaacks (Leh Go)

I Got I Got Racks On Racks On Racks

She Got Racks On Racks On Racks

They Got Racks On Racks On Racks.

Racks On Racks On Racks

Racks On Racks On Racks

Racks On Racks On Racks

Racks On Racks On Racks

Racks On Racks On Racks

Racks On Racks On Racks

I’ma spill this when you met

Think it’s time to get this ready

If you .. get it steady yeah what’s up

When I drop it hope you ready to the .. ain’t gon’ be ..

Universal call my sellin

Got a .. wife as Madona and a chick that I don’t call her

I’m allergic to any couch is under 20 thousand dollar

I don’t feel much to be honest got a chick named pocahontas

if she say my bank conquer like a hundred thousand karmas

Make your stacks on top plus .. really you couldn’t be nothin lesser

and she say she got good brain

then I guess I’ll be her professor

And if you got racks on racks then I stack dresses up on dresses

Cause my pocket stay on max yo pockets must be on compressor

I’ma a money catcher this is something you can’t measure

Stacks ain’t human if it was they’ll be the fattest here forever,

Once I put em all together where you jeweler please go tell her

See my rocks they growing up he must be sign a rockafella

Make you pull up in your ride they’d be like  that ain’t nothin special

When I pull up to valley they say hey look how ..

They kissin submarine tryin figure out the vessle

Callin uncle .. next to that I got his nephew

Got the paparazzi selling

Got the chain and this so heavy

Got a kit under the chevy .. I’m make it ..

So real, sunny to my own deal

New car ..she don’t even know .. always .. talking racks .. stacks

What the f*ck I’ma do with that

You ain’t talking racks, me ain’t talkin

..you ain’t talkin stack ..if you ain’t talkin racks …

…flow .. tryin to get to my crib

West side Chicago, Atlanta where I live ..where to dance

I’m the undertaker of the president ..

I feel behind that ….

Models hustle hard got .. 23 4 cars

..empty the whole ba r.. police is what we got it

.. I’ma make it make it rain for em and you .. umbrella I’m flooding up in here .

…..

Racks on racks on …for take the flight

….Niggas talking tattoos

Racks On Racks On Racks….

Just make the .. on top on that …

I told em it was a ..my life isn’t my life no moore I told em niggas

My nigga ….

We can’t even talk……

They said f*ck y’all nigga f*ck y’all nigga

Nigga stick I’m sick I better make .. down.

Everybody wanna … I like this song gotta full of .. killin who we are

Chicago get it out your check ..liek a threat

.. I salute you .. when ‘cause I manipulate

‘cause I try to give it to you in the dough