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[Intro - Chamillionaire -
Ch-ch-cheah, your tuned into your boy the
Cause I stay 'em
Know what I'm 'bout?
Mixtape Messiah 2
go

"Hey" - [repeated 7X the Intro]

1 - Chamillionaire]
This is why I'm hot little (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 king of

[Verse 1 -
Yeah (woo), lookin right at the grim reaper like I don't need the of ya
The kid standin in the booth is the
I hear the track and I murder it the 40 of
caliber, that's they all askin you, what you recordin for?
I can't stand that boys soundin horrible
The rap game full of clowns a carnival (woo)
Your callin me, I'm somewhere 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 I got under the
Acapella got 'em good down in Florida
Go on put in the air like LaGuardia (yeah)
one for the decease and peace is how their sleep
Beef is gonna be, but with me your dead meat (yeah)
Trust me it's bad for ya (yeah), kinda red meat (meat)
Playin me homie, I promise you'll get beat (beat)
I'm on my grind, the out next week (week)
They be silent, like me when the Feds speak
punish 'em dozen, I got a ton of 'em
Lovin in, not in love with 'em, really not to cuddle hun
But I'll come, I'm just and they say I'm troublesome
But I'm way than some 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, a record instead
I that y'all rappers really hurtin my head
But my don't stop and you ain't hurtin my bread
I ain't worried a snitch ever alertin the Feds
Take it to the old school go and it like Red (haha)
Take it to the Pro Tools if you heard I said
That you you can do better but prepare to be bled
The on the east, be respectin the C
be like what up Kid? Like the name was Capri
You know the sayin, the sayin is you get you see
They see that I'm paid but can't use they vision on me (haha)
So broke is what a hater is accustomed to be
Boys reachin the pager that's stuck under the seat
Yeah, but you miss 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 and gettin paid is what I love the most
I got a new Lincoln, that top is gettin air (time)
So they call it Continental Airlines
Chamillitary's the click (click) and isn't I'm
too good (too good), they can't see the flow, (no) ... air
So go on let a turn up the oxygen
Backin in the paint for the score, box me in (for the score, box me in, woo)
victory, won't settle for a sloppy win
If you me out, you gotta put me in your top again
And I ain't 'bout myspace partner
Talkin 'bout the spot you got as my partner

[Break - - talking]
in the building
They like 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, do it like a Texas nigga though
Know what I'm sayin?
If you on top watch your spot and I don't care the guppies in my district (uh uh)
I'm goin for the big fish
and I did shit, put a few tapes out
This beat got some Cham? (huh), your boy fittin to space out (woo)
My proven, you lose and I raised out (yeah)
That's real talk, I go like a stakeout (naw)
Who got Shit, I make steaks outta niggaz
the real, bring 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, can't for the figures
So I'm on the highway, weight for the figures
Nigga, I wait for them 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 of a dump truck (fall back)
Pump what, grown 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 where I'm at is where I stand

"Hey" - [repeated 7X the Break]

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

[Chorus 2 - - 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 run the spot
Famous, haha, it's too man
Run the boy (too easy man)
I'ma tell the world
Two ten, uh
Yeah, uh

"Hey" - [repeated 7X during the

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, 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 mention all the flows I've
And don't let me get to talkin 'bout the hoes run
through, who you to be
I'm right on top, where I'm 'posed to be
ho niggaz left me hangin like a poster 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
in this bitch, tried 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 motherfuckin map man better it