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[Intro - Chamillionaire -
Ch-ch-cheah, your into your boy the Chamillionator
Cause I killin 'em
what I'm talkin 'bout?
Mixtape Part 2
go

"Hey" - [repeated 7X the Intro]

[Chorus 1 -
is why I'm hot little mama (woo)
This is why I'm hot little (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 hear the track and I murder it the 40 of
caliber, that's when they all you, what you recordin for?
I can't stand that boys soundin horrible
The rap game of clowns like a carnival (woo)
callin me, I'm somewhere over the water bro
Floatin on a boat, like a logo on a (woo)
We like to blaze, the fire of you wanted, yeah
She Blaze like the producer I got under the
Acapella got 'em baggin good in Florida
Go on put in the air like LaGuardia (yeah)
Smoke one for the decease and peace is how their
Beef is gonna be, but me your just dead meat (yeah)
Trust me it's bad for ya (yeah), like red meat (meat)
Playin with me homie, I you'll get beat (beat)
I'm on my grind, the album out next (week)
They gonna be silent, like me when the Feds
punish 'em dozen, I got a ton of 'em
Lovin in, not in love with 'em, not here to cuddle hun
But come, I'm just back and they say I'm troublesome
But I'm way more than trouble, I'm double son
If his Terminator, I'm other one (other one)
He got one, assume 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 my head
But my paper don't stop and you ain't 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 somethin I
That you think you can do better but prepare to be
The on the east, be respectin the C
be like what up Kid? Like the name was Capri
You the sayin, the sayin is you get what you see
They see that I'm paid but they can't use they on me (haha)
So bein broke is a hater is accustomed to be
Boys reachin like the pager that's stuck under the
Yeah, but you could miss me that thirty versus another coast
At dinner with Nas and Kelis, like 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 Continental
Chamillitary's the (click) and isn't fair I'm
too good (too good), they see the flow, (no) ... air rhymes
So go on let a player turn up the
Backin in the paint for the score, 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 the spot you got as my space partner

[Break - - talking]
Texas in the
like show me what ya got (better show me what ya got)
I'm like, hey we a lot (hey we cockin a lot)
Chamillitary niggaz run the
(Chamillitary mayne)

"Hey" -

[Verse 2 -
Uh huh, do it like a Texas nigga though
Know what I'm sayin?
If you on top watch your spot and I don't care about the in my district (uh uh)
Bitch I'm goin for the big
and I did shit, put a few tapes out
This beat got some room (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 beef? Shit, I make outta niggaz
Watch the real, the fake outta nigga (yeah)
Stomp his ice cream, I make shakes outta
Oh yeah, the crack, spit weight for the figures
Now I'm so impatient, can't wait for the
So I'm on the highway, pushin weight for the
Nigga, I can't for them niggaz
Too bad, they said you was fittin to blow, so I
Who gassed, you the fucked up, I'm not for the stuff
Them thangs have you leanin like the of a dump truck (fall back)
Pump what, I'ma ass man nigga
I give a fuck if you rap, I ain't a fan nigga (I a fan)
I give a fuck if you clap, I never ran (never ran)
So I tell 'em I'm at is where I stand nigga

"Hey" - 7X during the Break]

[Break - Famous -
2-1-0, San Anton' Texas in the building
boy, fun, yeah, fuck

[Chorus 2 - - talking]
Now me what ya got (now show me what ya got)
([Chamillionaire:] Fam 'em what ya got)
Yeah, we a lot (haha, yeah)
If they 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 again 'Tone don't run
I'm so hot, I'm so cold, me frozen sun
Up in NY, like your frozen son (what you tell 'em man)
And I'm the one
And that's not to all the flows I've done
And let me get to talkin 'bout the hoes I've run
through, who you to be
I'm back on top, where I'm 'posed to be
Them ho niggaz left me like a poster be
But naw, I'm in the mix for 2K6
Put that Jacob to your grill, watch your lip niglet
Haha, yeah, me what it is
Famous in this bitch, to told 'em I'm the shit (tried to told 'em)
I told 'em about back a summer ago
210 on my arm, you where I'm comin from
San Anton' Texas on the motherfuckin map man believe it