[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 makin nothin (stop lyin) lyin, you boys 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 sophomore album comin (Oh oh oh oh oh), the definition of I don't need your fake friends or fake Hakuna Matatas (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 is equivalent to a dollar If I 10 million, I'd shrivel into a baller (Oh oh oh oh oh) Money smaller, stacks taller than Jordan's father My wallet be pregnant, Ben Franklin gonna have a daughter Holla, if you ever mess with my You'll be pissed on like your name was Isiah Your label your album, threw it up in the air and they shot it (blaow) Now that the rap game is rotted, I gotta do somethin it (Why are we...late) I was movin mixtapes, while Dre was the "Chronic" Started millions, soon as Kanye's moved into "College" I can take ya overseas in the villas that look You would think open bar how the water look like Hypnotiq (Oh oh oh oh oh) I'm the "Million Dollar Man", my money "Bionic" Fast like the month of what do if you Islamic (yeah) (Oh oh oh oh oh) Bow down to the Mecca, the minute the kid is They like "hassa lamma lakem," the chick I'm with is a (Why are we...late) And the broad is a foreigner like she Scottish I sure the feet stay with a pedicure, keep 'em polished (Oh oh oh oh oh) Am I not the best to come out of Houston Man be How come my name in they more than they orthodontist (Oh oh oh oh oh) If I say I'm the best, then just know 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 unlimited digits out of my wallet (Why are we...late) My digits ain't got no limits, my digits turn into My crib so big in mileage, mansion 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 you owe's the topic If money you owe's the topic, you come through and drop it Better pull outta your ass (outta your ass), like a colonic When ya fail, they all yell, so that y'all sound some riots The crowd wild, the "Victory's" been decided (Why are we...late) Platinum makes 'em be quiet, you wish you had some silence for 3 seconds] Not Gangsta Boo, I ain't 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 with the moula, when it come down to that (Oh oh oh oh oh) tried to wish 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 chrome like I'm on a wheelchair My money than the Bin Laden beard hair (Oh oh oh oh oh) I'm rippin up the game, do you hear the tear (tear) The world still round and still square (Oh oh oh oh oh)
[Outro/Chorus - Mixtape ... 3 (Oh oh oh oh oh) Nah, nah, nah, nah Most of these rappers nothin but lies (Oh oh oh oh oh) Nah, nah, nah, nah You can tell that lyin when you look in their eyes (Why are we...late) lyin, you boys ain't makin nothin Stop lyin, you boys ain't nothin (Oh oh oh oh oh) Stop lyin, you boys ain't makin If you ask me all frontin ... (Why are we...late)