[Intro - Chamillionaire - Ch-ch-cheah, your tuned into boy the Chamillionator Cause I stay 'em Know what I'm 'bout? Messiah Part 2 go
"Hey" - 7X during the Intro]
[Chorus 1 - is why I'm hot little mama (woo) This is why I'm hot little (Chamillitary mayne) is why I'm hot shorty (This is why I'm hot) - This is why I'm hot (Tell 'em why) Cause I'm the of mixtapes I'm the of mixtapes
[Verse 1 - Yeah (woo), lookin right at the reaper like I don't need the support of ya The kid standin in the is the coroner I hear the and I murder it with the 40 of caliber, that's they all askin you, what you recordin for? I can't stand that these boys horrible The rap game full of clowns like a (woo) Your callin me, I'm over the water bro Floatin on a boat, like a on a Nautica (woo) We like to blaze, the fire of you wanted, yeah She Just Blaze like the producer I got the Acapella got 'em baggin down in Florida Go on put in the air like LaGuardia (yeah) Smoke one for the decease and is how their sleep Beef is gonna be, but with me just dead meat (yeah) Trust me it's bad for ya (yeah), kinda red meat (meat) Playin with me homie, I promise you'll get (beat) I'm on my grind, the album out week (week) gonna be silent, like me when the Feds speak Gotta 'em dozen, I got a ton of 'em Lovin in, not in love with 'em, really not here to hun But I'll come, I'm back and they say I'm troublesome But I'm way more than some trouble, I'm son If his Terminator, I'm other one (other one) He got one, just assume who got the gun it to life, resurrectin the dead Not buyin, stop cryin, make a instead I swear y'all rappers really hurtin my head But my paper don't stop and you hurtin my bread I ain't worried about a snitch ever alertin the Take it to the old go and learn it like Red (haha) Take it to the Pro Tools if you heard I said That you think you can do better but to be bled The on the east, be respectin the C They be like what up Kid? the name was Capri You the sayin, the sayin is you get what you see They see that I'm paid but they use they vision on me (haha) So broke is what a hater is accustomed to be Boys reachin like the pager that's stuck the seat Yeah, but you could miss me with thirty versus another coast At with Nas and Kelis, like here's another toast Cause we hot as the on the oven roast (roast) Keep it trill and paid is what I love the most I got a new Lincoln, that top is gettin air (time) So they call it Lincoln Airlines Chamillitary's the click (click) and isn't I'm too good (too good), they see the flow, (no) ... air rhymes So go on let a turn up the oxygen Backin in the for the score, better box me in (for the score, box me in, woo) victory, won't settle for a sloppy win If you took me out, you put me in your top again And I talkin 'bout myspace partner Talkin 'bout the spot you got as my partner
[Break - Famous - in the building They like show me what ya got (better me what ya got) I'm like, hey we a lot (hey we cockin a lot) niggaz run the spot (Chamillitary mayne)
"Hey" -
[Verse 2 - Uh huh, do it like a Texas nigga though Know what I'm sayin? If you on top your spot and I don't care about the guppies in my district (uh uh) Bitch I'm for the big fish and I did shit, put a few tapes out This beat got room Cham? (huh), your boy fittin to space out (woo) My flow proven, you and I raised out (yeah) That's real talk, I go like a stakeout (naw) Who got Shit, I make steaks outta niggaz Watch the real, bring the outta nigga (yeah) Stomp his ice cream, I make shakes niggaz Oh yeah, the flow crack, weight for the figures Now I'm so impatient, wait for the figures So I'm on the highway, pushin for the figures Nigga, I wait for them niggaz Too bad, said you was fittin to blow, so I laughed Who gassed, you the fucked up, I'm not for the stuff Them thangs have you leanin the back of a dump truck (fall back) Pump what, grown ass man nigga I give a if you rap, I ain't a fan nigga (I ain't a fan) I give a if you clap, I never ran nigga (never ran) So I tell 'em I'm at is where I stand nigga
"Hey" - [repeated 7X during the
[Break - - talking] 2-1-0, San Anton' Texas in the building boy, fun, yeah, fuck
[Chorus 2 - - talking] Now show me what ya got (now me what ya got) ([Chamillionaire:] Fam show 'em ya got) Yeah, we a lot (haha, yeah) If ain't run the spot Famous, haha, it's too man Run the spot boy (too man) I'ma tell the though Two ten, uh Yeah, uh
"Hey" - [repeated 7X the Chorus]
3 - Famous] The 'Tone don't run, I'll tell these boys y'all 'Tone don't run I'm so hot, I'm so cold, call me sun Up in NY, boys your frozen son (what you tell 'em man) And I'm the one And that's not to mention all the I've done And let me get to talkin 'bout the hoes I've run through, who you to be I'm right back on top, where I'm to be ho niggaz left me hangin like a poster be But naw, I'm in the mix for 2K6 Put that to your grill, watch your lip little niglet Haha, yeah, me what it is Famous in this bitch, to told 'em I'm the shit (tried to told 'em) I 'em about back like a summer ago 210 on my arm, you where I'm comin from San Anton' Texas on the motherfuckin map man believe it