[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 lyin you look in their eyes (Why are we...late) Stop lyin, you ain't makin nothin (stop lyin) Stop lyin, you ain't makin nothin (stop lyin) (Oh oh oh oh oh) Stop lyin, you boys 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 Hakuna (woo) (Oh oh oh oh oh) Osama, the Unabomber, Kevorkian, Jeffrey Decided to get together, they could do what I'm a (Why are we...late) It's like every thought I think is to a dollar If I lost 10 million, I'd shrivel into a (Oh oh oh oh oh) Money never smaller, taller than Jordan's father My wallet be lookin pregnant, Ben Franklin gonna a daughter Holla, if you ever mess with my be pissed on like your name was Isiah Thomas Your label took your album, threw it up in the air and they 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 look exotic You would think it's open bar how the 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 to the Mecca, the minute the kid is spotted like "hassa lamma lakem," the chick I'm with is a goddess (Why are we...late) And the drop broad is a foreigner she Scottish I make the feet stay with a pedicure, keep 'em polished (Oh oh oh oh oh) Am I not the best to come out of Man be honest How come my name in mouth more than they orthodontist (Oh oh oh oh oh) If I say that I'm the best, just know that I'm bein honest If I say I'm filthy rich, just know that I'm bein modest (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 turn into commas My crib so big in mileage, your mansion like a cottage (haha) (Oh oh oh oh oh) Uh, better not tell me you 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 your ass (outta your ass), like a colonic When ya fail, they all yell, so that y'all sound like riots The crowd wild, the "Victory's" been decided (Why are we...late) Platinum 'em be quiet, you wish that you had some silence for 3 seconds] Not Boo, I ain't gotta ask "Where Da Dollars At" (where da dollars at ) I could show you exactly where the stacks (Oh oh oh oh oh) I you pacin, I'm navigatin, like I'm a map Like mapquest with the moula, when it come to that (Oh oh oh oh oh) Y'all tried to me out the spot, but I'm still here Have to have cheated cause this life don't even feel (yeah) (Why are we...late) Pushin the like I'm rollin on a wheelchair My money longer than the Bin beard 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) Stop lyin, you ain't makin nothin Stop lyin, you boys ain't nothin (Oh oh oh oh oh) Stop lyin, you boys ain't nothin If you ask me all frontin ... (Why are we...late)