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Yeah uh-huh, Chamillitary mayn, mayn
And I mean there, and I mean that there
And I that there, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah, and I that there
And I mean that there, and I mean that there

Not a angel I'm with anger, to the industry I'm a danger
make friends with dick suckers, said they tell you that I'm a stranger
Kick some on my name, but really how can I blame you
I'm the next to blow, so they put me on punishment for bad

They said I should, off major, but I'm a procrastinator
I get the job playa, but I'm busy now ask me later
Stay with a calculator, my lawyer get a grand
Why 'cause I'm a better business man, than your average

But now I wanna ask a favor, don't talk to me I'm stupid
Got no love for you haters, so send that message to
a shout out to Who Kid, why give a shout out to Who Kid
'Cause I'm wearing something, match the size of a G-Unit shoe kid

that, a nine stupid, you do the math why
I tried to be nice to the dyke, but was my last try
And since it seems the industry, is with the bad guy
I'm spitting and on gimmick niggaz, when they pass by

Get mad that I get green, you with the Hulk
I put my anger in the music, this is the result
Did a hundred thousand independent, now I move CD's in
on Chamillionaire.com, my fan base is a cult

I'm that nigga that'll spot you, see you in the and box you
You like you a problem, I bet I do something 'bout you
Run the when it come to making mix tapes, I'm a monster
Napster crashed, but I wanna give a special out to Kazaa

Long as Lil' Jon, and keep making beats
gon' be a ghetto millionaire, in these streets
I my mind, so stop acting so sentimental
You soft, if you go to you'll get used for a prison pillow

You scared, slugs behind the bushes and not a brick
Like a bush is gon' protect you, you know who you dealing
Chamillitary hideous mood, and I pity the
If I walk in, I bet sissy in the city'd move

Ain't got to walk a city for food, like did dude
If you hungry for drama, I'll see that my Semi get
Give me the I'm from Texas, but I ain't no damn bammer
Mess with Killa Mike, Ron Thomas Quo down in Atlanta

Lil' Flip and my man Banner, come here and get man
By Slim, E.S.G., OG Ron C fix your channel
If you think we all right thur, and with bad grammar
I know Bun B, Lil' O and S.U.C. ain't no bammers

Rasaq ain't no damn bammer, ain't no damn bammers
The clip in the hand jammer, to use it for a hammer
Hit you on top of your head, and leave like a tan camel
Keep a couch with a full house, Dan Tanner

That's plenty of bricks, plenty of chips
There's plenty of groupies, there's plenty of chicks
Like dominatrix chicks, there's plenty of
So you can do a flip, off the end of my dick

Get off the end of my tip, nigga you a crash dummy
You album dropped you and frown, after the math get funny
I'm all my publishing, never had that kept from me
I'm buying Changin' vehicles, with my ass cap money

Promises that they you, made you feel like you major
Navigator and two-way pager, gave you then made you
Go lie about how they paid you, and never will you
You's a go get a refund, I think that they played you

You album was whack huh, it's on the rack huh
man hopped in your vehicle, they took it back huh
You go get a dagger, hop in a cab huh
You looking for a A and R or CEO, you can huh

Did a hundred thousand independent, ain't nothing to prove
I make a million disappear, quicker than Nelly jewels
See the industry listen, so I stopped being a humble guy
Now I'm the come get it, if you ready to royal guy

And I mean that there, and I that there
And I mean that there
you out the game