[Intro - Chamillionaire - Hold up, up If you got change for a dollar in pocket right now Then it's to exit the club If you've been sippin out the same cup since you got and now you swallowin ice (woo) Then it's time to exit the If you made one toss and all the money you had disappeared, then step to the rear Then it's time to step game up
ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, Chamillitary
- Chamillionaire] Got a grand hold it up (up) With left hand and say man hold up (man hold up) Boys in the front up (up) With the fat in the club, that's us (man that's us) My boys got the club up Stacks so fat, that they can't up (can't fold up) The in the club know us (us) Because we act bad everytime we up (sho nuff)
[Verse - Yeah, you know it's on I got 'em for my tip when I'm in "Harlem Nights" ($5 Tuesdays nigga) Uh, yeah and I got on all ice (woo) I just came from the Jeweler, better guard your sight (just paid Johnny partner) Uh, yeah, in "Gentlemen's" These other is holdin ones, we holdin Benjamins (that's real talk) Uh, yeah, go and send 'em in Cause we so rich, haters sick, but ain't no medicine (them haters sick) Uh, yeah, police us Who's vehicle is this? Is somethin that you've asked (for real) Uh, yeah, for passin just We kick 'em out that candy door, come right back to us (come right back to us, already) Uh, yeah, the plaques was up but I saw gold and that was old, so I got platinum (revenge) Uh, yeah, it if you bad enough But if you not get up outta or back it up (back, back it up) Uh, Pimp C OG's, so I'm a ballin by that bar in here, like he told me (that Jones) Uh, yeah, my nigga on me I got dough you can "Get Throwed" like the homie Bun B (throwed, throwed) Uh, yeah, they be like me, I'm in that lot, I'm hoppin outta candy ESV's Uh, yeah (yeah), she to kept on me that's when I spot my trunk and "Swang" it like T-R-A-E (swang and I and I swang to the left) Uh, yeah, don't act like y'all that been makin Houston hits legit as Rap-A-Lot (what up International Red) Uh, yeah, let off the gas and if you still spinnin like them mix show DJ's, add the box (what up of the Boys) Uh, yeah, we watchin Magnavox, the car TV's is big enough, boys in the can watch (already) Uh, yeah, they want my cash to stop, but it won't (it won't stop) I stay grindin 'til my casket drop (now run it back) Uh, yeah, they want my cash to stop, but it won't (ch-cheah) cause I stay 'til my casket drop (Chamillitary mayne) They told me that is cheap, but broke hoes be sure talkin Used to be moonwalkin, now those be strobe hoes for sure callin, fo fos and fos crawlin Don't with my paper get a broke nose and oh darling starvin, hungry for fetti like it's fettuccine Got a problem, they see me, cause solve it, believe me Better be good at magic and bottle the genie Had to holla at Jay, cause the neck look better blingy be me, I'm just too real to be duplicated If you don't know me, yeah you met me, then you should hate it You can an opinion, but I ain't one to debate it If you ridin spinners, it, that nonsense is overrated if you on dubs, especially if you on hubs Them sixes is stationary, but that you will love out to the blue and cuz, shout out to my B and bloods We tryna be gangsta, for real, we just doin us Yeah we that paper, if you say that we're not It's obvious you residin up under a rock Got 'em staring outside, love how the trunk pop Block E-N-T is me, they be all on my Yung Joc Reppin them hard blocks, where them hustlers they all Your lady all hung up on you, now she your boy's celly And that's y'all petty, my paper's for sure heavy Don't play cause that boy deadly hands like that boy Freddie