[Intro/Chorus - (Oh oh oh oh oh) Chamillitary Most of rappers tell nothin but lies (nothin but lies) (Oh oh oh oh oh) Nahhhhh, nah, nah, nah (woo, woo) You can tell that they lyin when you look in their (Why are we...late) Stop lyin, you boys ain't makin (stop lyin) Stop lyin, you boys ain't nothin (stop lyin) (Oh oh oh oh oh) Stop lyin, you boys ain't makin If you ask me all frontin
- Chamillionaire] Yeah, see the sophomore album comin (Oh oh oh oh oh), the of horror I don't need your fake friends or your Hakuna Matatas (woo) (Oh oh oh oh oh) Osama, the Unabomber, Kevorkian, Dahmer Decided to get together, never could 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 shrivel a baller (Oh oh oh oh oh) Money never smaller, stacks taller Jordan's father My wallet be lookin pregnant, Ben gonna have a daughter Holla, if you ever mess with my You'll be pissed on like name was Isiah Thomas Your label took album, threw it up in the air and they shot it (blaow) Now that the rap is rotted, I gotta do somethin 'bout it (Why are we...late) I was movin mixtapes, while Dre was the "Chronic" Started movin millions, as Kanye's moved into "College" I can take ya overseas in the villas that exotic You think it's open bar how the water look like Hypnotiq (Oh oh oh oh oh) I'm the "Million Man", my money 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 lamma lakem," the chick I'm with is a (Why are we...late) And the drop is a foreigner like she Scottish I make sure the feet stay with a pedicure, keep 'em (Oh oh oh oh oh) Am I not the best to out of Houston Man be honest How come my in they mouth more than they orthodontist (Oh oh oh oh oh) If I say that I'm the best, then just know that I'm honest If I say I'm filthy rich, then just that I'm bein modest (Oh oh oh oh oh) You doubt it, just think about it, success gonna assist my I'm able to pull unlimited digits out of my (Why are we...late) My digits 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, better not me you ain't got it If money you owe's the topic, if you owe's the topic If you owe's the topic, you better come through and drop it Better pull somethin your ass (outta your ass), like a colonic When ya fail, they all yell, so that sound like some riots The crowd wild, the "Victory's" been decided (Why are we...late) Platinum makes 'em be quiet, you wish that you had silence [silence for 3 Not Boo, I ain't gotta ask "Where Da Dollars At" (where da dollars at ) I show you exactly where the dollars stacks (Oh oh oh oh oh) I have you pacin, I'm navigatin, I'm a map Like mapquest with the moula, when it come to that (Oh oh oh oh oh) Y'all to wish me out the spot, but I'm still here Have to have cause this life don't even feel fair (yeah) (Why are we...late) the chrome like I'm rollin on a wheelchair My money longer than the Bin beard hair (Oh oh oh oh oh) I'm still up the game, do you hear the tear (tear) The world still round and y'all square (Oh oh oh oh oh)
[Outro/Chorus - Mixtape ... 3 (Oh oh oh oh oh) Nah, nah, nah, nah Most of rappers tell nothin but lies (Oh oh oh oh oh) Nah, nah, nah, nah You can tell that they lyin when you look in their (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 ain't makin nothin If you ask me all frontin ... (Why are we...late)