[Intro - - talking] Ch-ch-cheah, your into your boy the Chamillionator Cause I stay 'em Know I'm talkin 'bout? Mixtape Part 2 go
"Hey" - 7X during the Intro]
1 - Chamillionaire] This is why I'm hot mama (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) I'm the king of mixtapes I'm the of mixtapes
[Verse 1 - Yeah (woo), lookin right at the grim like I don't need the support of ya The kid standin in the is the coroner I the track 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 soundin horrible The rap game full of clowns like a (woo) Your me, I'm somewhere over the water bro on a boat, like a logo on a Nautica (woo) We like to blaze, the fire of what you wanted, She Blaze like the producer I got under the Acapella got 'em baggin down in Florida Go on put somethin in the air LaGuardia (yeah) Smoke one for the decease and is how their 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 get beat (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 come, I'm just back and they say I'm troublesome But I'm way more some trouble, I'm double son If his Terminator, I'm other one (other one) He got one, just assume who got the gun Bring it to life, the dead Not buyin, stop cryin, make a instead I swear that y'all really hurtin my head But my paper don't stop and you hurtin my bread I ain't worried about a ever alertin the Feds Take it to the old school go and it like Red (haha) it to the Pro Tools if you heard somethin I said 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 vision on me (haha) So broke is what a hater is accustomed to be reachin like the pager that's stuck under the seat Yeah, but you could miss me with that thirty versus another At dinner with Nas and Kelis, like here's another Cause we hot as the rotisserie on the roast (roast) Keep it trill and gettin paid is what I 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), can't see the flow, (no) ... air rhymes So go on let a player up the oxygen in the paint 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 ain't 'bout myspace partner Talkin 'bout the spot you got as my partner
[Break - - talking] Texas in the They show me what ya got (better show 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, I'ma do it like a 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 for the big fish and I did shit, put a few tapes out This beat got some room Cham? (huh), your boy to space out (woo) My flow proven, you and I raised out (yeah) That's talk, I go long like a stakeout (naw) Who got beef? Shit, I make steaks outta Watch the real, the fake 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, 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 fucked up, I'm not for the dumb Them thangs have you leanin like the back of a dump (fall back) Pump what, I'ma ass man nigga I give a fuck if you rap, I a fan nigga (I ain't a fan) I give a if you clap, I never ran nigga (never ran) So I tell 'em where I'm at is where I stand
"Hey" - [repeated 7X during the
- Famous - talking] 2-1-0, San Anton' in the motherfuckin building Northwest boy, fun, yeah,
2 - Famous - talking] Now me what ya got (now show me what ya got) ([Chamillionaire:] Fam show 'em ya got) Yeah, we a lot (haha, yeah) If they ain't run the Famous, haha, too easy man Run the spot boy (too man) tell the world though Two ten, uh Yeah, uh
"Hey" - [repeated 7X during the
3 - Famous] The 'Tone run, I'll tell these boys again y'all 'Tone don't run I'm so hot, I'm so cold, call me 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 I've run through, who you to be I'm right back on top, where I'm to be Them ho niggaz left me hangin like a be But naw, I'm in the mix for 2K6 Put Jacob to your grill, watch your lip little niglet Haha, yeah, show me it is Famous in this bitch, to told 'em I'm the shit (tried to told 'em) I told 'em about back like a ago 210 on my arm, show you where I'm comin San Anton' Texas on the motherfuckin map man better it