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