[Intro/Chorus - (Oh oh oh oh oh) Chamillitary Most of these rappers tell but lies (nothin but lies) (Oh oh oh oh oh) Nahhhhh, nah, nah, nah (woo, woo) You can that they lyin when you look in their eyes (Why are we...late) lyin, you boys ain't makin nothin (stop lyin) Stop lyin, you boys ain't makin (stop lyin) (Oh oh oh oh oh) Stop lyin, you 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 fake friends or your fake Hakuna Matatas (woo) (Oh oh oh oh oh) Osama, the Unabomber, Kevorkian, Jeffrey Decided to get together, they never could do I'm a (Why are we...late) It's like every I think is equivalent to a dollar If I lost 10 million, I'd shrivel into a (Oh oh oh oh oh) Money never smaller, stacks taller Jordan's father My wallet be lookin pregnant, Ben Franklin have a daughter Holla, if you ever mess my dollars You'll be pissed on like your name was Thomas Your label 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, while Dre was the "Chronic" movin millions, soon as Kanye's moved into "College" I can take ya overseas in the villas look exotic You would think it's open bar how the water look like (Oh oh oh oh oh) I'm the "Million Dollar Man", my money "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 drop broad is a like she Scottish I make sure the feet with a pedicure, keep 'em polished (Oh oh oh oh oh) Am I not the best to out of Houston Man be honest How come my name in they mouth than they orthodontist (Oh oh oh oh oh) If I say that I'm the best, then just know that I'm bein If I say I'm filthy rich, then just know that I'm bein (Oh oh oh oh oh) You doubt it, just think it, success gonna assist my promise I'm to pull unlimited digits out of my wallet (Why are we...late) My ain't got no limits, my digits turn into commas My crib so big in mileage, your mansion look like a (haha) (Oh oh oh oh oh) Uh, not tell me you ain't got it If you owe's the topic, if money you owe's the topic If money you the topic, you better come through and drop it Better pull outta your ass (outta your ass), like a colonic When ya fail, all yell, so that y'all sound like some riots The crowd goes wild, the "Victory's" decided (Why are we...late) Platinum makes 'em be quiet, you wish that you had some for 3 seconds] Not Gangsta Boo, I gotta ask "Where Da Dollars 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 with the moula, when it down to that (Oh oh oh oh oh) Y'all tried to wish me out the spot, but I'm still Have to have cheated cause this life even feel fair (yeah) (Why are we...late) Pushin the chrome I'm rollin on a wheelchair My money longer than the Bin Laden hair (Oh oh oh oh oh) I'm still rippin up the game, do you the tear (tear) The world still round and 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 that they lyin when you look in eyes (Why are we...late) lyin, you boys ain't makin nothin Stop lyin, you boys ain't nothin (Oh oh oh oh oh) lyin, you boys ain't makin nothin If you ask me they all ... (Why are we...late)