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[Intro - - talking]
Ch-ch-cheah, your tuned into boy the Chamillionator
I stay killin 'em
Know what I'm talkin
Messiah Part 2
go

"Hey" - 7X during the Intro]

[Chorus 1 -
This is why I'm hot 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 king of

I'm the of mixtapes

[Verse 1 -
Yeah (woo), lookin right at the grim reaper like I don't the support of ya
The kid in the booth is the coroner
I hear the track and I it with the 40 of
caliber, that's when all askin you, what you recordin for?
I stand that these boys soundin horrible
The rap game full of like a carnival (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 you wanted, yeah
She Just Blaze the producer I got under the
got 'em baggin good down in Florida
Go on put in the air like LaGuardia (yeah)
Smoke one for the decease and peace is how sleep
Beef is gonna be, but me your just dead meat (yeah)
Trust me it's bad for ya (yeah), like red meat (meat)
with me homie, I promise you'll get beat (beat)
I'm on my grind, the out next week (week)
They gonna be silent, like me the Feds speak
punish 'em dozen, I got a ton of 'em
Lovin in, not in love with 'em, not here to cuddle hun
But I'll come, I'm just and they say I'm troublesome
But I'm way more than trouble, I'm double son
If his name's Terminator, I'm one (other one)
He got one, assume who got the other gun
Bring it to life, the dead
Not buyin, cryin, make a record instead
I swear that rappers really hurtin my head
But my don't stop and you ain't 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 if you heard somethin I said
That you think you can do but prepare to be bled
The grinders on the east, be the C
They be like 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 use they vision on me (haha)
So bein broke is what a is accustomed to be
Boys reachin like the pager that's stuck the seat
Yeah, but you could me with that 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 gettin is what I love the most
I got a new Lincoln, top is gettin air time (time)
So they it Lincoln Continental Airlines
the click (click) and isn't fair I'm
too good (too good), they can't see the flow, (no) ... air
So go on let a player up the oxygen
Backin in the paint for the score, box me in (for the score, box me in, woo)
Flawless victory, settle for a sloppy win
If you took me out, you gotta put me in top again
And I ain't 'bout myspace partner
Talkin 'bout the spot you got as my space

[Break - - talking]
in the building
They 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, I'ma do it like a Texas though
Know I'm sayin? Chamillitary
If you on top watch your spot and I don't care 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 some room Cham? (huh), your boy to space out (woo)
My proven, you lose and I raised out (yeah)
That's talk, I go long 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, wait for the figures
So I'm on the highway, pushin weight for the
Nigga, I can't for them niggaz
Too bad, they said you was to blow, so I laughed
Who gassed, you the fucked up, I'm not for the dumb
Them thangs have you like the back of a dump truck (fall back)
Pump what, I'ma grown ass man
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 nigga

"Hey" - [repeated 7X during the

[Break - - talking]
2-1-0, San Anton' in the motherfuckin building
boy, fun, yeah, fuck

[Chorus 2 - Famous -
Now show me 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)
I'ma tell the though
Two ten, uh
Yeah, uh

"Hey" - 7X during the Chorus]

3 - Famous]
The 'Tone don't run, I'll tell these boys again y'all don't run
I'm so hot, I'm so cold, call me sun
Up in NY, boys like your frozen son (what you 'em man)
And I'm the one
And that's not to all the flows I've done
And don't let me get to talkin the hoes I've run
through, who you to be
I'm right on top, where I'm 'posed to be
Them ho niggaz left me hangin a poster be
But naw, I'm in the mix for 2K6
Put that Jacob to 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 told 'em back like a summer ago
210 on my arm, you where I'm comin from
San Anton' Texas on the map man better believe it