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  • Chamillitary mayne [Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
    Mixtape Messiah,
    August 27th
    Put that on your calendar
    It's Chamillionaire,
    I mean Koopa
    AKA Major
    Pain, cause
    I'm a bring the majors pain
    Mixtape master, the underground, bang
    They ask me where
    Texas at and
    I say hold that thought
    August 27th,
    I'm a get to that
    You either die a hero or you live to see yourself become the villain
    I've been showin support to all the labels in my city (yeah)
    But right now it's all about
    Chamilli (yeah, yeah) [Young Jeezy sample - behind the Intro]
    Put on ...
    Put on ...
    Put on ...
    I put on for my city, on, on for my city
    I put on for my city, on, on for my city
    I put on for my city, on, on for my city
    I put on for my city, on, on for my city [Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
    When they see me do my magic, they say "what the heck is Koopa on?"
    Texas been too quiet, so the
    X-Man about to produce a storm
    Either die a hero or the villain is what you become
    Hoppin in my
    Batmobile,
    I ch-ch-churp the
    Koop alarm
    Salad dressing cause it's umm, plenty green and parmesan
    In my pockets, in my palm,
    I'm about to drop a bomb
    Thinkin of makin vegetation,
    I'm the mixtape
    Farmer John
    So much green inside my jeans, it's like
    I've been out mowin lawns
    I'm the real, the rest is fake,
    I'm the best, the rest is cake
    Mixtape God
    I bless the tape and
    I put boys in they restin place (woo!)
    People always test the type and they don't never test the face
    That's the day
    I'm a be on
    TMZ and the day
    I catch a case
    Think that you can take my auto and them hollows not gon' follow? [gunshot]
    Better dream of bikini wearin genie out a bottle (bottle)
    Some chicks that used to strip, ask to wax the
    Maserato I said "forget the wax, just make it quick, just like Serato" (ha)
    Got a spanish chick, that love the chips, she the
    Dorito lady
    She ready to
    Frito Lay me, "el gusto es mio baby"
    I hear some sharks talkin like they gonna
    D.O.A. me (what?)
    Go ahead, jump in that water, promise there's torpedoes waitin [gunshot]
    I dropped a lot of verses but
    I know I'm proud of mines
    I see the presidents in front of me,
    I'm Obamatized
    Rappers is politicians (yes), they all be talkin lies
    Paparazzi like some
    Nazi, pop your posse like some spies
    I used to look around me, like "it's probably you that hate me"
    Now I open up my wallet and it start illuminatin
    Do your damage, do it, talk your talk and mutilate me
    Money talks, me and
    Ben always communicatin (hello)
    I know you're probably thinkin, "why he talkin all that cash?" (cash)
    I write my lyrics in the crib as big as
    Carlton's dad's
    Was happy broke but super rich and they like "boy he mad"
    Every problem
    I had last year, my money brought me all of that
    Push foreigns like a chauffeur (chauffeur), stomp all the cock-a-roach a
    But back when
    I was broker,
    I sold product like a broker (broker)
    My next one drop it's over (over), point out somebody *****
    I bet that supersoaker flip that joker like it's poker [gunshot]
    Your boy ain't half of me, turn him to a casualty
    Humble but
    I swear I'm not
    Barack Obama's pastor, see
    I be talkin trash, yeah the mouth is a catastrophe
    Don't mistake the humbleness for weakness, cause that's blasphemy [Chorus - Chamillionaire (Young Jeezy sample)] (I put on), some
    Chamilli (On, on), some
    Chamilli (I put on), some
    Chamilli (On, on), some
    Chamilli (Put on - Eastside) (Put on - Southside) (Put on - Westside) (Put on, yeah, let's go),
    Chamillitary mayne (I put on), some
    Chamilli (On, on), some
    Chamilli (I put on), some
    Chamilli (On, on), some
    Chamilli (Put on - Eastside) (Put on - Southside) (Put on - Westside) (Put on), yeah, yeah [Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
    This weapon that stay attached to me, is grazin your anatomy
    This gray one'll make you call a doctor (call a doctor), call up
    Grey's Anatomy (okay)
    I be pushin cars out the garage like it's a factory
    Service with a smile, serve a hatin rapper happily (okay)
    Never miss a penny, you can't count your dough exact as me
    Push come to shove,
    I'm pickin up money just like a vacuum
    G (yeah) Always makin dough, got a bunch of
    Keeblers after me
    Pro at bein active like what
    Puffy use for ac-a-ne
    If you rep that
    Texas, I know that ya feel me
    Want to pop, lock and dance, then put on that get silly
    Want to dance until you're sweaty, put on that
    P. Diddy Tryin to take the mixtape market (put on), that
    Chamilli
  • Chamillitary mayne [Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
    Mixtape Messiah,
    August 27th
    Put that on your calendar
    It's Chamillionaire,
    I mean Koopa
    AKA Major
    Pain, cause
    I'm a bring the majors pain
    Mixtape master, the underground, bang
    They ask me where
    Texas at and
    I say hold that thought
    August 27th,
    I'm a get to that
    You either die a hero or you live to see yourself become the villain
    I've been showin support to all the labels in my city (yeah)
    But right now it's all about
    Chamilli (yeah, yeah) [Young Jeezy sample - behind the Intro]
    Put on ...
    Put on ...
    Put on ...
    I put on for my city, on, on for my city
    I put on for my city, on, on for my city
    I put on for my city, on, on for my city
    I put on for my city, on, on for my city [Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
    When they see me do my magic, they say "what the heck is Koopa on?"
    Texas been too quiet, so the
    X-Man about to produce a storm
    Either die a hero or the villain is what you become
    Hoppin in my
    Batmobile,
    I ch-ch-churp the
    Koop alarm
    Salad dressing cause it's umm, plenty green and parmesan
    In my pockets, in my palm,
    I'm about to drop a bomb
    Thinkin of makin vegetation,
    I'm the mixtape
    Farmer John
    So much green inside my jeans, it's like
    I've been out mowin lawns
    I'm the real, the rest is fake,
    I'm the best, the rest is cake
    Mixtape God
    I bless the tape and
    I put boys in they restin place (woo!)
    People always test the type and they don't never test the face
    That's the day
    I'm a be on
    TMZ and the day
    I catch a case
    Think that you can take my auto and them hollows not gon' follow? [gunshot]
    Better dream of bikini wearin genie out a bottle (bottle)
    Some chicks that used to strip, ask to wax the
    Maserato I said "forget the wax, just make it quick, just like Serato" (ha)
    Got a spanish chick, that love the chips, she the
    Dorito lady
    She ready to
    Frito Lay me, "el gusto es mio baby"
    I hear some sharks talkin like they gonna
    D.O.A. me (what?)
    Go ahead, jump in that water, promise there's torpedoes waitin [gunshot]
    I dropped a lot of verses but
    I know I'm proud of mines
    I see the presidents in front of me,
    I'm Obamatized
    Rappers is politicians (yes), they all be talkin lies
    Paparazzi like some
    Nazi, pop your posse like some spies
    I used to look around me, like "it's probably you that hate me"
    Now I open up my wallet and it start illuminatin
    Do your damage, do it, talk your talk and mutilate me
    Money talks, me and
    Ben always communicatin (hello)
    I know you're probably thinkin, "why he talkin all that cash?" (cash)
    I write my lyrics in the crib as big as
    Carlton's dad's
    Was happy broke but super rich and they like "boy he mad"
    Every problem
    I had last year, my money brought me all of that
    Push foreigns like a chauffeur (chauffeur), stomp all the cock-a-roach a
    But back when
    I was broker,
    I sold product like a broker (broker)
    My next one drop it's over (over), point out somebody *****
    I bet that supersoaker flip that joker like it's poker [gunshot]
    Your boy ain't half of me, turn him to a casualty
    Humble but
    I swear I'm not
    Barack Obama's pastor, see
    I be talkin trash, yeah the mouth is a catastrophe
    Don't mistake the humbleness for weakness, cause that's blasphemy [Chorus - Chamillionaire (Young Jeezy sample)] (I put on), some
    Chamilli (On, on), some
    Chamilli (I put on), some
    Chamilli (On, on), some
    Chamilli (Put on - Eastside) (Put on - Southside) (Put on - Westside) (Put on, yeah, let's go),
    Chamillitary mayne (I put on), some
    Chamilli (On, on), some
    Chamilli (I put on), some
    Chamilli (On, on), some
    Chamilli (Put on - Eastside) (Put on - Southside) (Put on - Westside) (Put on), yeah, yeah [Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
    This weapon that stay attached to me, is grazin your anatomy
    This gray one'll make you call a doctor (call a doctor), call up
    Grey's Anatomy (okay)
    I be pushin cars out the garage like it's a factory
    Service with a smile, serve a hatin rapper happily (okay)
    Never miss a penny, you can't count your dough exact as me
    Push come to shove,
    I'm pickin up money just like a vacuum
    G (yeah) Always makin dough, got a bunch of
    Keeblers after me
    Pro at bein active like what
    Puffy use for ac-a-ne
    If you rep that
    Texas, I know that ya feel me
    Want to pop, lock and dance, then put on that get silly
    Want to dance until you're sweaty, put on that
    P. Diddy Tryin to take the mixtape market (put on), that
    Chamilli