[Intro/Chorus - (Oh oh oh oh oh) mayne Most of these rappers tell nothin but (nothin but lies) (Oh oh oh oh oh) Nahhhhh, nah, nah, nah (woo, woo) You can tell that they when you look in their eyes (Why are we...late) Stop lyin, you boys makin nothin (stop lyin) Stop lyin, you boys makin nothin (stop lyin) (Oh oh oh oh oh) lyin, you boys ain't makin nothin If you ask me all frontin
- Chamillionaire] Yeah, see the album comin (Oh oh oh oh oh), the definition of horror I don't need your fake friends or your fake Matatas (woo) (Oh oh oh oh oh) Osama, the Unabomber, Kevorkian, Jeffrey Decided to get together, they never do what I'm a (Why are we...late) It's like thought I think is equivalent to a dollar If I lost 10 million, I'd into a baller (Oh oh oh oh oh) Money never smaller, stacks than Jordan's father My wallet be lookin pregnant, Ben Franklin have a daughter Holla, if you ever mess with my You'll be pissed on your name was Isiah Thomas Your took your album, threw it up in the air and they shot it (blaow) Now the rap game is rotted, I gotta do somethin 'bout it (Why are we...late) I was movin mixtapes, Dre was movin the "Chronic" Started movin millions, as Kanye's moved into "College" I can take ya overseas in the villas that look You would it's open bar how the water look like Hypnotiq (Oh oh oh oh oh) I'm the "Million Dollar Man", my movin "Bionic" Fast the month of what Ramadan do if you Islamic (yeah) (Oh oh oh oh oh) Bow down to the Mecca, the the kid is spotted They like "hassa lakem," the chick I'm with is a goddess (Why are we...late) And the broad is a foreigner like she Scottish I make sure the feet stay a pedicure, keep 'em polished (Oh oh oh oh oh) Am I not the to come out of Houston Man be honest How come my name in they mouth more than they (Oh oh oh oh oh) If I say that I'm the best, then just that I'm bein honest If I say I'm filthy rich, then just know that I'm bein (Oh oh oh oh oh) You doubt it, just think about it, success gonna my promise I'm able to pull unlimited out of my wallet (Why are we...late) My digits ain't got no limits, my digits turn commas My crib so big in mileage, your look like a cottage (haha) (Oh oh oh oh oh) Uh, better not me you ain't got it If money you owe's the topic, if money you the topic If money you owe's the topic, you better come and drop it Better pull somethin outta your ass (outta your ass), like a When ya fail, they all yell, so that y'all like some riots The goes wild, the "Victory's" been decided (Why are we...late) makes 'em be quiet, you wish that you had some silence [silence for 3 Not Gangsta Boo, I ain't gotta ask "Where Da At" (where da dollars at ) I could show you exactly where the dollars (Oh oh oh oh oh) I have you pacin, I'm navigatin, I'm a map Like mapquest the moula, when it come down to that (Oh oh oh oh oh) Y'all tried to wish me out the spot, but I'm here Have to have cheated this life don't even feel fair (yeah) (Why are we...late) the chrome like I'm rollin on a wheelchair My money than the Bin Laden beard hair (Oh oh oh oh oh) I'm still rippin up the game, do you the tear (tear) The still round and y'all still square (Oh oh oh oh oh)
- Chamillionaire] Mixtape ... 3 (Oh oh oh oh oh) Nah, nah, nah, nah of these rappers tell nothin but lies (Oh oh oh oh oh) Nah, nah, nah, nah You can tell they lyin when you look in their eyes (Why are we...late) Stop lyin, you boys makin nothin lyin, you boys ain't makin nothin (Oh oh oh oh oh) Stop lyin, you boys ain't makin If you ask me all frontin ... (Why are we...late)