Get Ya Mind Correct Album

Artist(s): Paul Wall & Chamillionaire

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Tracklist

My Money Gets Jealous

length: 3:38

[Chamillionaire]
Koopa I said I never cheat on my money
Its funny how hoes dont belive me
watch mad-hatter and cat-hatter
but gave it to me becouse I'm greedy
dont be touchin all on my money
cause that make me honey look sleazy
gettin paid is like good s__
becuse my money comes easy
my fat stack be the reason
nappy head hoes wanna trap me
they be like "dont he look exactly like my son he the pappy"
haters be making my doe unhappy
you should gimme my props
for makin my cash the propa way
instead of comin up pop ya

[Chorus]
Dont blame us for visions of princess cuts on our fangas(fingers)
Big house's, candy paint and big swangas eehh
if aint about no money dont call my pager
because My Money Gets Jealous

blame us we ballin so hard
they think we drug slangas
we just entertainers
dont point your fangers yea
I'd rather be rich than be broke and famous
because My Money Gets Jealous

[Paul Wall]
Listen, see I use to sit at a bus stop
and try to holla at a broad
I'd ask he for her number to call
she laugh and tell a player Nah
take a bus a block and stop I
hop in my candy car with Texas plates

I bet you feel stupid got to confess, the truth is
bullet-proof vest on my chest
so I cant get shot by Cupid
man, man, I'm the man
but ladies cant understand
how I can marry my grands
with no wedding band or best man

[Chorus]
Dont blame us for visions of princess cuts on our fangas(fingers)
Big house's, candy paint and big swangas eehh
if aint about no money dont call my pager
because My Money Gets Jealous

blame us we ballin so hard
they think we drug slangas
we just entertainers
dont point your fangers yea
I'd rather be rich than be broke and famous
because My Money Gets Jealous

[Chamillionaire]
{*door bell*} Who is it, Here Lizard Lizard Lizard
pretty red bones and hott yellows
in high heels trying to gets us
but treat like some cinderellas, naah
"My Money Get Jealous"

We got tickets is what the tell us
the bail bond mail us letters
and tell us the police comin to get us, so
"My Money Get Jealous"

Uncle Sam doesnt want to let us to
ball on 20inch propellas
gimme my cut is what he tell us, no
"My Money Get Jealous"

cant even trust my own fellas
some got secret vendettas
probally plotting about trying to get us
"My Money Get Jealous"

you never know me and mad-hatter might
take a flight to nevada right,
near the ring at the tyson fight
but I'm sitting next to evanders wife
never trick and throw this, no
rose pedals, no candle-light
if you want to see a "G"
dont ask me go ask Vanna White
Koopa spend a grand at night
want a show I demand a price
thats right because I'm hott as a d___ can
of Louisiana spice
never bite the hand that writes the checks
or you'll go broke
ugh could you see me grippin oak
or do you wish for me to choke

got to stay on your paper-chase
and get your change
because you dont know how long you'll last in this game
visions of twankies twisting while I'm grippin grain
this girl in the passenger seat
I dont know her name
she said if I just let her hop up on my thang
she put it on me and I never be the same
that'd be nice but I do not think
that thats going to do a thang
I'm married to my change
and that will never change, man

[Chorus]
Dont blame us for visions of princess cuts on our fangas(fingers)
Big house's, candy paint and big swangas eehh
if aint about no money dont call my pager
because My Money Gets Jealous

blame us we ballin so hard
they think we drug slangas
we just entertainers
dont point your fangers yea
I'd rather be rich than be broke and famous
because My Money Gets Jealous

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N Love Wit My Money

length: 4:16
[Chorus: Chamillionaire]
Big Swangaz and Vouges
Them 20 inches sittin low
We Ball 24's 7's all that we know
Screens and neon lights gon show
When my trunk unlock pop and show
Ya already know
Paint drippin off the door
Not Engaged with no lady, fall in love with em no!
You may think I'm crazy never knew this type of love before
I'm love with my foreign, yes I'm married to my dough....
I'm in love with my money... mmmm

[Chamillionaire]
You can catch me squeezing grain
Sittin crooked on D's and swangz
Color changin lizard he's insane
Ya womans missing then he's to blame
Charge it to the game keep the change
Most marriages blyossom and die...
When its over I'm tellin her bye
But she acts like I'm tellin a lie
While you fallin in love with a she...
I rather be dubblin a G
Could you see me in a car that rhymes with rent me and starts with a be
Could you see a Bentley
Parked in the crunkest spot in ya hood
Candy coat on top of the hood
And my fist on top of the wood
Sparkling good
Say you ain't after my change I don't believe ya
If a skeezer ask me to feed her
With my visa then I'm gon leave her
Koopa don't want ya koopa don't need ya
{ But I Love You } that's sweet
I rather be ridin on glass feet
With leather up under my *** cheeks
Its not like I changed over night
Been actin like this since last week
Better Ask P my money stretched like an athelete at a track meet
Seen him last week in a Jag Jeep
{ But they don't even make them yet 'causezin }
Ok I'm lyin I don't know what it was
But I swear that boi was sittin on buttons
I know you want a relationship with a balla but no thanx Look
I'd rather be shining my twanks
You must think this is a bank but it ain't
Money increase and never would shink
Hoes that be dikin even be fightin....
When I pull up on 20 inch titans
'cause I got what them girls be likin
Them uhh...

[Chorus]

[Paul Wall]
Hold on hold up a second man
I never mack to a metro dame
You better respect the game
See my gecko chain and correct ya brain
I love my car like it was my girlfriend I like to carress the grain
Followed the wheel and I got aroused
Swung in the ditch and I wrecked the frame
Broke up with my foreign car and fell in love with my cadillac
The Ringling Brothers enquired to how my trunk turns flips like an acrobat
I act a rat, 'cause I'm from the gutter
Ya girl stutter when I pull up next to ya
You been with the girl 6 months Paul Wall
Is the reason she won't give sex to ya
Why all that plex in ya
'cause a german company made my rims
My big body's pregant with twins I'm bout to induce a baby benz
Ya car was fly in the hood but my candy paint just wet ya flames
I'm sittin on 22 inch baby sitters babelous threatin ya name
Forgot to change the diaper so when I crept in the lane I left a stain
Everytime it rains, paint drips It makes a mess and I get the blame
My TV's are the pet I train I can make em roll over and play dead
My car was blue on the freeway
But when I stopped at the light it changed to red
You betta re arrange ya head thinkin I trick my cash to a broad...
Go ahead and ask ya broad I got more green than the grass in a yard
And that's so raw It ain't hard for me to get the class to applaud
I shine like a blasting star, glass on a car more blacker than tar

[Chorus]3x

Thinkin' Thoed

length: 3:47

Skit

length: 0:59
(Hello?)

Hello wassup, who dis

(Who dis?)

Wad' do ya mean who dis?
That's you spanky

(No, there's no Spanky here
This is, uh, Fo Foo Yung uh...)

Man stop playing me
I know voice man
I know that you Spanky
It's Chamillionaire boy

(AH WasSup!
I see you rollin'!
Wassup dog, wassup
We cool my dude
Look, look
I didn't mean to call you this time but I was gonna call you
On my mama
I just my sayin to momma and my granmma that I was gonna call you)

You be Lyin man
I called you for the past couple of weeks
And you ain't picked up the phone not one time
You ain't called me back. You dodging me Homie.
What's up with that money you owe me?

(Aww man
Listen Hey Listen Bro
Ya know Imma keep it real 100% real wit ya my dude
I dropped my phone then I lost a piece of it
Then and then I found it.
It was in
..Ya know what I..I found my phone today
And I told her I was gonna call you
And plus was at my baby mama's house
She be breakin me dog
Ya know)

Yeah whatch' you need to do is you need to break me off that money you owe me mayne
I'm tired of playing games with you man
You call me beggin me crying all on the phone
Talkin bout you wanna borrow some money
And dis the thanks I get?

(Mayne...
Imma pay you yo' money mayne
Stop sweating me mayne
I'm sweating mayne
Get me s towel That's how you sweat me so hard
Get a towel with some Gatorade
I need some ?? or something mayne
Get off me mayne
Imma pay yo yo money
You a millionaire anyway
You don't even need it!
What is you sweat me for
I got fifteen dollars mayne
You got..got a billion dollars)

That's the principal mayne

(And you sweat me for fifteen
Come and collect my fifteen dollars
So you gonna have a billion and fifteen dollars)

That's impossibe Spanky
You act like you doing me a favor
By paying me back MY money mayne

(Girl shut yo mouth)

Mayne who was dat

(I ain't gonna let nobody stop me imma mayne imma mayne
Alright then. Alright then.
Imma pay this sucka whenever I feel like it)

Spanky who you calling sucka?

(Shut yo mouth
{woman in shouting in background..}
I said...)

Mayne I'm tired of you playing these games dogg

(I said I'm gonna pay you back whenever I feel like it
My man
You hear me?)

Mayne I'm overseas right now mayne
Soon as I get off this plane

(Don't be buggin' me mayne
You bug me one more time
Keep buggin me and I ain't gonna pay you nothing
Zero, Zip, NaTa
I don't know no more languages
But you know anymore languages
Say Zero and that's what you get
Stop callin me mayne
Imma protect yo momma)

What?

(Imma go to church wit her or somethin)

Falsifying

length: 4:18

[Chamillionaire]
Hold up these bois frontin like they movin blocks
Like big dope slangaz on swangaz cruising drops
I can't stand niggaz rappin like they use them glocks
You ain't a ball hog nigga you ain't shootin them shots
Niggaz claim to have strikes like a referee
But you ain't callin no shots nigga technically
This ain't a game its life the only techs you'll see
Is not fouls justt guns that'll reset your T
I am me some niggaz fake it till the make it
They tell lies and wish that they could erase it
Face it there ain't no facts in none of ya statements
You ain't wearing gunz like its a fashion statement
I know you gon hate this talkin to you mista
Smile when they with ya and when they leave they diss ya
See niggaz gon wish ya don't get no richer
I'll snap with no kodak and hope that you get the picture
Now lets keep it real are you really a vulture
That'll make a nigga as stiff as a picture on a poster
Tell The Truth if a hater gets up and approach ya
Would you make wish he stayed seated like a sofa
Most of- well let me say a large percent
Of these keepin it real niggaz is fruadulent
You Thought You had ya boi convinced but you fake you phony
You know the rest
[Chamillonaire & Paul Wall]
If You Ever Said You Been Behind Bars But Neva Did Time
You Fake You Phony You Faulsifying
If You Ain't Neva Killed Nobody But In Your Songs They Dyin
You Fake You Phony You Faulsifying
You Ain't A Hustla On The Grind Yet You Claim To Move Pounds
You Fake You Phony You Faulsifying
Neva Had Never Did Never Will Be Real
No You Lying You Faulsifying
[Paul Wall]
Calling your bluff
Alot of rappers claiming their tough
You bout as tough as toilet tissue full of that brown stuff
Your commode is about to errupt
You think you're hot doggin but ya ketchup is catchin up
Tomorrow ya stuck
Ya rims cost more than ya truck
You a balla but you always wanna borrow a buck
My worst rap is better than ya best song
Ya'll boi's faker than Li press ons
Rappin hard but the streets know lie ya drama
When ya dog died you went home and cried to ya mama
You get devoured in this game like a wilderbeast
With your white gold chain and your silver piece
Please don't make me laugh! you slab when you rap
but in real life you catchin a cab
I saw you at the club with that fine chick you was huggin
Tellin me it was ya gal but its really ya cousin
You fake you phony you exaggeratin
If you a mack then why you always home masturbating
You ain't gotta lie to me about the cash you making
Quit acting and faking
Fa Real
[Chamillonaire & Paul Wall]
If You Ever Said You Been Behind Bars But Neva Did Time
You Fake You Phony You Faulsifying
If You Ain't Neva Killed Nobody But In Your Songs They Dyin
You Fake You Phony You Faulsifying
You Ain't A Hustla On The Grind Yet You Claim To Move Pounds
You Fake You Phony You Faulsifying
Neva Had Never Did Never Will Be Real
No You Lying You Faulsifying
[Chamillionaire]
If I took a look into your mind
Facts or fiction tell me which one would I find
If I took a look into your mind
Would A Lie Detector Tell me that you are lying
All them fellaz that you're hangin around
If It really went down would ya guerillaz be cryin
Some of ya'll need to correct ya mind
I know you lyin, you faulsifying
So True.... Stacking money is what I do
Always been real I'ma stay true
Nigga what about you....
And I know I know I will because
Real is pulsing through my blood
Some niggaz claim to be real thugs is it really the truth
and I know just let me know..

U Owe Me

length: 3:22
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[Chorus]
U Owe Me, but you act like you don't know me
Next time I see ya you better have something for me
You better show me every single dime
Cause when I see ya its payback time, give me what's mine

U Owe Me, but you act like you don't know me
Next time I see ya you better have something for me
You better show me every single dime
Cause when I see ya its payback time, give me what's mine

[Chamillionaire]
Ugghh..
My stocks missing, as soon that im not trippin'
The clocks ticking, there's no overtime and im not Pippen
That means that im not kidding, ain't hide and go seek
Cause you ain't gonna hide while I go seek, my money all weak
They say that I'm like diva when its pay back time
Anything that shines I'll grab it and I'll say thats mine
Give me that before I really act ignorant
The landlord have come to collect and get your rent
Don't miss a cent, pay later don't think about it
Niggas that owe they try to sneek and never think they spot it
The walking bank teller, tell a nigga make a deposit
Say he ain't got it, cuz his wallet, he left home and forgot it
What?..

[Chorus]
U Owe Me, but you act like you don't know me
Next time I see ya you better have something for me
You better show me every single dime
Cause when I see ya its payback time, give me what's mine

U Owe Me, but you act like you don't know me
Next time I see ya you better have something for me
You better show me every single dime
Cause when I see ya its payback time, give me what's mine

[Paul Wall]
This is your final notice, before your slab advection
When you walk outside and notice that your slab is missing
Your stories are conflicted, but you already know
Its time to confiscate that what you already owe
Im getting fed up, my patience is already low
Your short changing me, your payments are always slow
The reimbursements past due and I ain't want to forget
Your barking up the wrong tree, but your about to get bit
This ain't a game, I think it be in your best interest
To pay me everything that you owe plus interest
I suggest increasing up for something a little bit stronger
Or next time its not going to be such a friendly reminder

[Chorus]
U Owe Me, but you act like you don't know me
Next time I see ya you better have something for me
You better show me every single dime
Cause when I see ya its payback time, give me what's mine

U Owe Me, but you act like you don't know me
Next time I see ya you better have something for me
You better show me every single dime
Cause when I see ya its payback time, give me what's mine

[Paul Wall]
When I come around you run away like a coward
Your digging yourself a hole that you can't climb out of
Your attitude is sour, but really is sweet
You squealing squeak like broad cause your brain got a leak
Word on the street is that you think as dead as a sleep
Your bills are getting steep, boy you're into deep
Next week, if you want to be still standing up right
Somehow you better make these numbers better start adding up right
Or you'll be out of luck right before its goodnight
Your eating into my funds, you didn't take a good bite
Reimbursement is mandatory, get it correct
Pay back time, I want mine, time to collect

[Chorus]
U Owe Me, but you act like you don't know me
Next time I see ya you better have something for me
You better show me every single dime
Cause when I see ya its payback time, give me what's mine

U Owe Me, but you act like you don't know me
Next time I see ya you better have something for me
You better show me every single dime
Cause when I see ya its payback time, give me what's mine

U Owe Me.... Owe Me.. Owe Me.. Owe Me. [Fades]

Skit

length: 0:09
(Hello?)

Hello wassup, who dis

(Who dis?)

Wad' do ya mean who dis?
That's you spanky

(No, there's no Spanky here
This is, uh, Fo Foo Yung uh...)

Man stop playing me
I know voice man
I know that you Spanky
It's Chamillionaire boy

(AH WasSup!
I see you rollin'!
Wassup dog, wassup
We cool my dude
Look, look
I didn't mean to call you this time but I was gonna call you
On my mama
I just my sayin to momma and my granmma that I was gonna call you)

You be Lyin man
I called you for the past couple of weeks
And you ain't picked up the phone not one time
You ain't called me back. You dodging me Homie.
What's up with that money you owe me?

(Aww man
Listen Hey Listen Bro
Ya know Imma keep it real 100% real wit ya my dude
I dropped my phone then I lost a piece of it
Then and then I found it.
It was in
..Ya know what I..I found my phone today
And I told her I was gonna call you
And plus was at my baby mama's house
She be breakin me dog
Ya know)

Yeah whatch' you need to do is you need to break me off that money you owe me mayne
I'm tired of playing games with you man
You call me beggin me crying all on the phone
Talkin bout you wanna borrow some money
And dis the thanks I get?

(Mayne...
Imma pay you yo' money mayne
Stop sweating me mayne
I'm sweating mayne
Get me s towel That's how you sweat me so hard
Get a towel with some Gatorade
I need some ?? or something mayne
Get off me mayne
Imma pay yo yo money
You a millionaire anyway
You don't even need it!
What is you sweat me for
I got fifteen dollars mayne
You got..got a billion dollars)

That's the principal mayne

(And you sweat me for fifteen
Come and collect my fifteen dollars
So you gonna have a billion and fifteen dollars)

That's impossibe Spanky
You act like you doing me a favor
By paying me back MY money mayne

(Girl shut yo mouth)

Mayne who was dat

(I ain't gonna let nobody stop me imma mayne imma mayne
Alright then. Alright then.
Imma pay this sucka whenever I feel like it)

Spanky who you calling sucka?

(Shut yo mouth
{woman in shouting in background..}
I said...)

Mayne I'm tired of you playing these games dogg

(I said I'm gonna pay you back whenever I feel like it
My man
You hear me?)

Mayne I'm overseas right now mayne
Soon as I get off this plane

(Don't be buggin' me mayne
You bug me one more time
Keep buggin me and I ain't gonna pay you nothing
Zero, Zip, NaTa
I don't know no more languages
But you know anymore languages
Say Zero and that's what you get
Stop callin me mayne
Imma protect yo momma)

What?

(Imma go to church wit her or somethin)

The Other Day

length: 4:12
[Paul Wall]
I'm not the type that likes to think about the times I was broke
reminisce on how everybody thought my rhymes was a joke
I played if fair while competitors were buying their vote
But thats life I ain't crying I cope
They talk about I owe them somethin, but they the ones thats holdin me back
They the same people bringing me down,
so thats why anytime I hop up on the mic there ain't no holding me back
Watch I show ya'll the meaning of clown
Until I'm under the ground
They won't disrespect or slander my name
It takes more than a strong mind to handle the fame
I'm walking one path in this broad, scandalous game
If you don't have an umbrella don't stand in the rain
It gets deep boys losing they life cause of their rappin
Get jacked lose their car cause of their cappin
Alot of cats exaggerate on the things that they lackin
But I'm real baby ain't no actin, just real action

[Chorus: Chamillionaire singing]
Seems Only Times When I'm Balling Balling Balling Balling
Foreigns, Lacs Are Crawling, Now Hood Rats Are Calling
My Stacks Is Tall and To Them Baps and Frauds But Hey
Where Was You At The Other Day
Never See Myself, Falling Falling Falling Falling
Picture Me Falling Off from Rappin Back To Starving
No Lacs Or Foreigns, Gucci Hats Or Jordans Hey
I Couln't Ever See The Day-ay-ay

[Paul Wall]
I wish I could forget how I didn't have a friend in the world
More than a dollar to spend on a girl
But now them boys talking down cuz now I'm realer than a genuine pearl
While thier sweeter than a cinnamon swirl....
I'm Real
My whole life I never acted fruad or fake
There must have been some kind of large mistake
Because I've been stuck out like a broken down garage or gate
I paid dues while they charged me hate
One thing I learned is no matter what nobody can dodge their fate
Don't try to rush life like guards, at florida state
Slow down rookie take ya time god ain't late
Do your chores don't go to war with a rake
I'm tryin to soar to be great
thats why I'm fly, looking for wealth
I don't want to be just another book on the shelf
I stopped looking for help when I looked to myself
I got the whole world under my belt

[Chorus: Chamillionaire singing]
Seems Only Times When I'm Balling Balling Balling Balling
Foreigns, Lacs Are Crawling, Now Hood Rats Are Calling
My Stacks Is Tall and To Them Baps and Frauds But Hey
Where Was You At The Other Day
Never See Myself, Falling Falling Falling Falling
Picture Me Falling Off from Rappin Back To Starving
No Lacs Or Foreigns, Gucci Hats Or Jordans Hey
I Couln't Ever See The Day-ay-ay

[Paul Wall]
You won't hear my brag about the struggles I endured as a kid
How selfish and ungreatful people got more than I did
I did my chores d___ near went to war to be rich
They think its just a game cuz I'm throwed, more than a pitch
I lost a lot of teammates to jealousy and greed
Planted seeds and watched them get swallowed up by weeds
I'm tryin to live comfortably and have the things that I need
Its true the best things in life are free
But I got people in my face that are influenced by hate and pride
Hiding behind their ego's engulfed in lies
But I dont' walk around looking like my dog just died
I couldn't get rid of my smile if I tried
My face shine bright, you'll never see my grin grow dim
Even when I only had one friend
I couldn't dive into the ocean until I taught myself how to swim
But I ain't tryin to think about back then

[Chorus: Chamillionaire singing]
Seems Only Times When I'm Balling Balling Balling Balling
Foreigns, Lacs Are Crawling, Now Hood Rats Are Calling
My Stacks Is Tall and To Them Baps and Frauds But Hey
Where Was You At The Other Day
Never See Myself, Falling Falling Falling Falling
Picture Me Falling Off from Rappin Back To Starving
No Lacs Or Foreigns, Gucci Hats Or Jordans Hey
I Couln't Ever See The Day-ay-ay

Game Over

length: 4:11
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[Chorus: Chamillion]
When we come through in Caddies on swangaz and vogues
I would tell the outcome you already no dough
I'm the reason these boys hand cuffing these hoes
You know she's about to getcha hoes

You know the routine when a true player come through
She's leaving with me although she came here with you
I'm sorry to tell you but I got really bad news
Game Over you lose

[Chamillionaire]
Ughh..
I know you want to heat me up and make me stiff like Stay Flow
Cause your woman loves the way my voice sound when the tape slow
Better stay more than 50 feet away from my space so
They won't have to replace yo' neck with a brace bro'
Better take yo' re-whining ass to the Ricki Lake show
Where did they go? With Koopa but was it a mistake? NO
I pay for, nothing partna only mistakes
Is when you took her on dates and start buying miss steaks
Thanks to this, little lesson the game get switched
The lames get dissed, can't admit they can't resist, Koopa
Relationships I relate to ships, you took her on a trip
When you love both, sank, she split
You bumped into the walking iceberg in Iceberg
Don't get hyper and try to fight cause your life turned
Gotta quick jab better duck like a damn white bird
Baby shitting ass nigga go change your diaper

[Chorus: Chamillion]
When we come through in Caddies on swangaz and vogues
I would tell the outcome you already "no dough"
I'm the reason these boys hand cuffing these hoes
You know she's about to getcha hoes

You know the routine when a true player come through
She's leaving with me although she came here with you
I'm sorry to tell you but I got really bad news
Game Over you lose

[Chamillionaire]
Listen, the same women's always claiming that they independent
But the same ones staring at the diamonds In Da Pendent
Ladies want him to spend it, he gets offended
And kicks them out the car like a license being suspended
Pockets green like a pool table, since we on the topic
More numbers than a pool table in my corner pocket
When they ask where the hell is Carmen Sandiego
In Chamillionaire's car man in San Diego

[Paul Wall]
Please sir, tell me why you always trying to please her
Your just her preview partner but I'm her main feature
Cause while you all hot and calling your Ex cursing
Me and your Ex getting hot in back of an Excursion
You was worsem, tricking all your dough to a gal
You need to learn how to be firm, say no to a gal
One things for certain, while you so searching and hurting
I'm working on her like a surgeon, close the curtain, we flirting

[Chorus][Chamillion]
When we come through in Caddies on swangaz and vogues
I would tell the outcome you already "no dough"
I'm the reason these boys hand cuffing these hoes
You know she's about to getcha hoes

You know the routine when a true player come through
She's leaving with me although she came here with you
I'm sorry to tell you but I got really bad news
Game Over you lose

[Paul Wall]
Peep game, broads be knowing about my sweet thang
They want to see how my meat hang
When I pull up to the club I'm on the G Bone thangs
While these other boys broke like a cheap chain, you weak man
Afraid that I might take your chick
Conceited, cocky, or confident you take your pick
Your game is lame, it got outdated quick
But as soon as this girl see my face they can't wait to strip
Adulterous relationship, something you never should doubt
You trusted in your gal, but something has been ruined about
Because while you at your crib looking cool on your couch
Your girl iron me, drool in her mouth, a Chick Magnet
A heart throb, I'm smooth, smart, and soave
A macking artist, check for the mark on your broad
With you, there ain't no benefits like a Wal-Mart job
It ain't no competition boy, I'm a shock to these frauds

[Chorus: Chamillion]
When we come through in Caddies on swangaz and vogues
I would tell the outcome you already "no dough"
I'm the reason these boys hand cuffing these hoes
You know she's about to getcha hoes

You know the routine when a true player come through
She's leaving with me although she came here with you
I'm sorry to tell you but I got really bad news
Game Over you lose

I Wanna Get

length: 3:28
[Chamillionaire]
I'm a hustler, ladies man, of course a playa,
So say ya, prayers when I park the gator
Ya neighbors, suspect some suspicious behavior
Ready to call ya captain save her, to come save ya
But You're not in danger, 'cause I'm not a stranger
I just came fa, one night to entertain ya
Came to, ya crib I know it'll be a shame to
Waste this evening tryin to be a complainer
Fa Real

[Chorus: Heather Nicole]
If You Would've known 20 inches of chrome
Was really turning me on
Then we wouldn't be friends
Its just me alone and I'm getting it on
And I will never be wrong
My man won't know I'm Cheating
Never let you know how I feel on the phone
Don't want this to go over the deep end
So I'm afraid I gotta let you know...
That I want to Get Sexual

[Chamillionaire]
I can pull up outside
Your crib in my ride
And tell my girl that I'll be at the studio lie
No one will know that I've even arrived,
I'll show up at 4 and be out the door before 5
Let me get up inside { You Got A Nasty Mind }
I wasn't talking about ya draws I was talking bout ya house
Because that's the first step once I get in the door
You already know, how the rest of the script go
Me and you on the floor, you man is gon so I think we
Can get kinky, drink d, lick the lengthy
Sips of henny and soda got you so uh
Far from sober, I'm like maan hold up
Ya fine but I kind a,
Feel ya tryna turn me on showing designer panty liners
If I ever get the time or day then I'm a
Make you come like the space after a comma fa real

[Chorus: Chamillionaire]
If I Would've known 20 inches of chrome
Was really turning you on
Then we wouldn't be friends
We would alone somewhere getting it on
I know it would be be wrong
And then you'd be cheating
Never let you know how I feel on the phone
We both got lovers at home but we should't tell them
Don't be afraid baby let me know...
If you want to Get Sexual

Bridge...

:Heather Nicole singing:

[Chamillionaire]
What you mean though
I give you what you fiend for
You gotta Just let me know

:heather nicole singing:

[Chamillionaire]

Hand me the keys
To your sexual needs
I'll drive slow I won't speed

:Heather Nicole singing:

[Chamillionaire]

Is this your last answer
This is your last chance ta
Let Chamillion romance ya

:Chamillionaire singing:

Don't be afraid baby let me know
Do you want to get sexual

[Paul Wall]
Catch game I'm pitching to ya come up out of the dark
Step up to the plate swing and hit you out of the park
Can you meet me out of the park
Let me seduce you
I'm kinda like Chris Tucker tryin to get me some mushu
Let me introduce you... to pablo's peter
Take ya shirt off then aye yi yi its unbelievable
Why you always tryin to act like I ain't bout nuttin
Girl you bluffin
You a Turkey let me stick you my stuffing
Wake you up out of ya dreams... it ain't what it seems
Let me get inside ya coffee and squirt my cream
You understand
Hear me out peep my slang
Quit acting like you aren't attracted by the way that I swang
I know the 20 inch thangs.. keep catching ya eye
Don't let me catch you in a lie
Let me caress ya thigh
Let me play the itsy bitsy spider up under ya skirt
You wanna flirt but you don't wanna be hurt
You think I'm a jerk

[Chorus: Heather Nicole]
If You Would've known 20 inches of chrome
Was really turning me on
Then we wouldn't be friends
Just leave me alone and we won't getting it on
And I will never be wrong
And wouldn't be Cheating
Never let you know how I feel on the phone
Don't want this to go over the deep end
So I'm afraid I can let you know...
That I want to Get Sexual

Bridge...

:Heather Nicole singing:

[Chamillionaire]
What you mean though
I give you what you fiend for
You gotta Just let me know

:heather nicole singing:

[Chamillionaire]
Hand me the keys
To your sexual needs
I'll drive slow I won't speed

:Heather Nicole singing:

[Chamillionaire]
Is this your last answer
This is your last chance ta
Let Paul Wall romance ya

:Chamillionaire singing:

Don't be afraid baby let me know
Do you want to get sexual

Balla Talk II

length: 4:21
[Paul Wall]
They think I'm a drug deala, I'm dealin large
Cause I'm playin with more diamonds, than a deck of cards
My wrist light up the room like a bubbling light
I'm not your bud but I shine kinda like Bud Light
I'm thoed but you can catch me macking somethings is yella (Yellow)
Sippin coconut rum with a lil umbrella
Game shooter, I take trips to the Bramuter so many cars
I got more keys than a computer
Screens fall like snow on a vacation to Alaska
Fly to Nebraska for a date with Toni Braxton
Ice look like a drunk princess shaving her legs
Princess cuts from my toes to the braids of my head
I'm bolted down, I got more bolts than home depot
Crawlin low like a bettle more fly than a seagul
For my people I'm a leader give them somthing to folla (Follow)
My Roley's show time but this ain't the Apolla.

[Chorus]
Whoa
I'm feelin so really throwed that I can't pour
Pardon that Courvoisier puddle on the floor
Body froze mouth glows why you think those
Hoes follow close tryin to get my pesos
Ice sparkle color shows like a rainbow
Yea fa sho tell me somethin that I don't know
They can't beleive its not butter on my bankroll
Money grows but I'm sure that I need moe

[Chamillionaire]
Look, look its Chamillion the rap ruler
I run with a black crewer
Niggas that give a round of applause and clap rugers
Being in black cruisers, sip drank outta fat coolers
And being in every chinese restaurant like fat buddahs
Man we stack movers, everydays a pay day
Only thing I do Free is that girl next to AJ
This ain't 106 and Park stick shifts and park
But Great Scott the bloody rims keep forgetting to stop
Gotta get them things fixed, buy but I can't tip
No chasing my drink mix, but hoes wanna take sips
Nah I think not, see you couldn't get shots
If you were the blood doin the crip walk
And get caught by yourself on a crip block
The cheese be gotsta be more than just our noodles & meat on our pasta
See through in imposta, you got some locked lips
Ain't gotta buy Doritos cause we already got chips, nigga.

[Chorus]
(1x)

[Paul Wall]
They think I work for Kellogs mouth full of Frosted Flakes
I wreck the mic like if you drivin and lost your brakes
My mouth got ice shattered with princess cuts swollen
I'm the ish like if I had a uncontrollable collen
I'm thoed but you can see me mackin somthings thats chocolate
Sippin' on some lemon squeeze with a cherry on top it
Game damager I take trips up to Canada
So many cars I got more keys than a janitor
Crawlin low like a tarantula, here I come grab your camera
Even though I'm a rookie I'm still far from an amature
Its the trunk dismantler from Antawn Drive
But catch me being on sattelite over in Cancun live
My screens fall kinda similar to coconuts
I'm trying to keep my pockets fatter than Oprah's butt
I'm sitting crooked and thoed, wide squatted and slow
It goes down boy you already know.hahaaa

[Chorus]
(3X)

Go Grind

length: 4:04
[Chamillionaire]
Listen..
They say rapping's a waste of knowledge
"Take ya ass to college"
Now they broke ass call us
Tryin to ask for dollars
Sittin behing glass Impala's
High class Impala's
I make two cash deposits everytime I pass the closet
If niggas lookin for the grands
The grands can be spotted
Chamillions the man
He got it in his hand of wallet
Ain't no If's, And's, about it
"That man's the hottest"
I accedently spent five grand
Cause man, we ballas
We don't shop at Family Dollars
If your ice is fake?
If you ask me for a verse
I make my price inflate
We still ghetto, lookin for some metal mics to break
I'm still hangin around a hood, like a liscense plate
I'm not cappin, cause trust me
You'll know when I'm cappin
When I pull out that gat
And you hear that thang click-clackin
You hear what that boy said?
Don't be a hard head
Save me some left overs im through with some raw bread

[Chorus]
Let's open, the garage and pull, Them cars out (Why?)
Show em how boys in the dirty south shiiiiiiiine
(Money is on your mind, chasin them dollar signs
Get off of youe behind and go Grind)
Yeaaaaah
there's no time, to sleep - we hustle and grind, all the time
Because money's always on our miiiiiiiind
(Chasin them dollar signs, you sayin you wanna shine?
Then get up off of your behind and go Grind)
Yeaaaaah

[Paul Wall]

They say stuntin's a waste of money
"Man, invest it in stocks"
Now they homeless and out of work
Ever since Enron flopped
Have a hustle for every season
That's the Babeoulous way
Mo money underneath my mattress
Then you have in your safe
When money slow up? Make a different hustle blow up
Alotta cats older then me, but they ain't never grow up
Boys hit a couple of licks, buy some kicks and they quit
I ain't hustlin for a fifth, I'm on the grind to get rich
I ain't gone lie, I got lazy making fifty a week
But when that fifty sunk to ten I woke up out of my sleep
I don't compete with other ballers
I inspire myself
Self-Emplyed, I could write a check
And hire myself
I admire myself, with a set of Slabs, salute
All courtisey of my underground, mass of loot
It don't matter what it cost, just grab some loot
I'll earn it back before your class is through..
It's goin down

[Chorus]
Let's open, the garage and pull, Them cars out (Why?)
Show em how boys in the dirty south shiiiiiiiine
(Money is on your mind, chasin them dollar signs
Get off of youe behind and go Grind)
Yeaaaaah
there's no time, to sleep - we hustle and grind, all the time
Because money's always on our miiiiiiiind
(Chasin them dollar signs, you sayin you wanna shine?
Then get up off of your behind and go Grind)
Yeaaaaah

[Chamillionaire]
Listen..
They say our album just dropped
And we ain't proved a thing
Look at the Sound Scan scannin
Tell us who's the King
Okay, if we don't hit Top 100 on Billboards
We still gone feel joy, 50 hundreds in Bills boy
We Runnin Houston streets, so you can say we RoadRunners
You better hide your deer, like we was Doe Hunters
Never made doe from a dealer, I'm no dope runna
But I intercept chips like a kick from a slow punta
HUT ONE! HUT TWO! - We comin' through, what it do?
Direspecting that Houston, Texas Underground? What a fool
It's okay if you DeeJay's don't give us Radio play
We tell the streets to go get our CD today, they obey
Underground CD sella, Hundred Thousand or betta
But I'm not in this game to get a Grammy letta or metal
Just tryin to make alot of chedda, Mirror Mirror on the wall
Can you tell us who really ball? "Chamillion and Paul Wall"

[Chorus X2]
Let's open, the garage and pull, Them cars out (Why?)
Show em how boys in the dirty south shiiiiiiiine
(Money is on your mind, chasin them dollar signs
Get off of youe behind and go Grind)
Yeaaaaah
there's no time, to sleep - we hustle and grind, all the time
Because money's always on our miiiiiiiind
(Chasin them dollar signs, you sayin you wanna shine?
Then get up off of your behind and go Grind)
Yeaaaaah

Skit

length: 0:27
(Hello?)

Hello wassup, who dis

(Who dis?)

Wad' do ya mean who dis?
That's you spanky

(No, there's no Spanky here
This is, uh, Fo Foo Yung uh...)

Man stop playing me
I know voice man
I know that you Spanky
It's Chamillionaire boy

(AH WasSup!
I see you rollin'!
Wassup dog, wassup
We cool my dude
Look, look
I didn't mean to call you this time but I was gonna call you
On my mama
I just my sayin to momma and my granmma that I was gonna call you)

You be Lyin man
I called you for the past couple of weeks
And you ain't picked up the phone not one time
You ain't called me back. You dodging me Homie.
What's up with that money you owe me?

(Aww man
Listen Hey Listen Bro
Ya know Imma keep it real 100% real wit ya my dude
I dropped my phone then I lost a piece of it
Then and then I found it.
It was in
..Ya know what I..I found my phone today
And I told her I was gonna call you
And plus was at my baby mama's house
She be breakin me dog
Ya know)

Yeah whatch' you need to do is you need to break me off that money you owe me mayne
I'm tired of playing games with you man
You call me beggin me crying all on the phone
Talkin bout you wanna borrow some money
And dis the thanks I get?

(Mayne...
Imma pay you yo' money mayne
Stop sweating me mayne
I'm sweating mayne
Get me s towel That's how you sweat me so hard
Get a towel with some Gatorade
I need some ?? or something mayne
Get off me mayne
Imma pay yo yo money
You a millionaire anyway
You don't even need it!
What is you sweat me for
I got fifteen dollars mayne
You got..got a billion dollars)

That's the principal mayne

(And you sweat me for fifteen
Come and collect my fifteen dollars
So you gonna have a billion and fifteen dollars)

That's impossibe Spanky
You act like you doing me a favor
By paying me back MY money mayne

(Girl shut yo mouth)

Mayne who was dat

(I ain't gonna let nobody stop me imma mayne imma mayne
Alright then. Alright then.
Imma pay this sucka whenever I feel like it)

Spanky who you calling sucka?

(Shut yo mouth
{woman in shouting in background..}
I said...)

Mayne I'm tired of you playing these games dogg

(I said I'm gonna pay you back whenever I feel like it
My man
You hear me?)

Mayne I'm overseas right now mayne
Soon as I get off this plane

(Don't be buggin' me mayne
You bug me one more time
Keep buggin me and I ain't gonna pay you nothing
Zero, Zip, NaTa
I don't know no more languages
But you know anymore languages
Say Zero and that's what you get
Stop callin me mayne
Imma protect yo momma)

What?

(Imma go to church wit her or somethin)

Luv N My Life

length: 3:28
[Paul Wall]
Whoa, let's talk about them 22 inch shoes
Feel like I'm walking on high heels, when the Escalade cruise

[Chamillionaire]
Hold up, sorry to be the one with the bad news
You miscounted, that's some 23's not 22's

[Paul Wall]
My bad, how bout we talk about the speakers cuzin
My trunk's rated R, because of the speakers cussing

[Chamillionaire]
Now tragically we deeply thugging, and freaks we shoving
Out them fawns, with them twenty inch neepers tugging
See boys don't see the, candy bleeder don't leave a
Stain on the feet-a, talk down I guarantee you
Face be in that dirt, like a damn ant eater
We stack mail with no envelopes (no stamps either)

[Paul Wall]
Wallet is so obese, and obtuse is absurd
Wide screen it expands, like the wings of a bird
Observe enlighten me, never be far occurred
Navigational system, got brains of a nerd

[Hook]
TV screens falling out the sky like rain
Now open up the trunk, and lights and show the side I claim
Candy coats, tripping off of my wide frame
I'm balling like I just got finished, winning five dice games
Never brag about my rims, is my mind frame
But then my 20's turn to 22's, and my mind changed
Swanging lanes and gripping grain, while I swang
Cause I'm addicted to my dough, and loving my life mayn

[Chamillionaire]
Whoa we getting royalty checks, since 9-6
So I'm six years, and a couple months past rich
No they can't stop this, the top on the drop gets
Knocked off, so now that boss hogg feeling topless

[Paul Wall]
Hold up, why don't we talk about the blades that cut
Machetes underneath the fender, cause major bust
The speakers bump like Herby's, on a 12th grade slut
Nick name is Petey Pablo, my trunk raise up

[Chamillionaire]
Ha ha damn you didn't, a man who flipping
Black Cadillacs, with the door handles missing
You telling boys we don't ball, they say man you tripping
That's like saying that Jordan, couldn't handle Pippen

[Paul Wall]
Look out, its time to talk about the size of the screens
Nineteen inch laptops, when you ride with the king
Paul Wall got TV's bigger than, most of your rims
See us send your c.d. go back, and boast to your friends, see the

[Hook]

[Chamillionaire]
Chamill and Paul make you ball, and status fade away
Like Reggie Miller threw up a shot, and a made a J

[Paul Wall]
Whoa, why don't we talk about them DVD's
Rush Hour 1 through 3, on three TV's

[Chamillionaire]
Hold up, we gotta teach these boys how to do math
Count the TV's and DVD's, and what do you have

[Paul Wall]
Bread-ren, that's the equivalent of too much cash

[Chamillionaire]
I bet them broke niggas, can't even add

[Paul Wall]
I'm a chef chopping the block, on 20 inch footing
When I drive passed, everybody get caught looking
Everybody turn around, when them 20's turn around

[Chamillionaire]
Everybody turn around, when them 20's turn around

[Paul Wall]
Everybody turn around, when them 20's turn around
Candy paint so wet, look like the block bout to drown
I'm a chef chopping the block, on 20 inch footing
When I drive passed, everybody get caught looking, at the

[Hook - 2x]

U Already Know

length: 3:27
Boys in the hood 'bout making that pay
Stay underground (on the grind) every day all day
They don't say much but they mean what they say
What they mind on the money and the game don't play

(Paul Wall)
When the base going down better protect ya neck
Boys steady dripping when they gone off the wet, 'cause
Ya better swallow ya project
They have you scared to throw up ya hood on ya own set, 'cause
I'm talking bout those boys running from cops
They don't run they mouth, they too busy running they block
Ya better be fast thinking you can run from a glock
Snap, crackle, pop soon as you run up you get dropped
I know boys with out guns that'll still come jack you
Have you running from your car before they even attack you
If you scared you better not show it at all
Put a mug upon ya face like you ready to brawl
I know boys that's unemployed still working that work, patna (partner)
Curiosity will get boys hurt
You didn't see nothing, you didn't hear nothing, you don't know nothing
Spill ya beans they ready to blow something

(Chorus)
Oh no
When the lights off on the block

Don't go
Boys on the corner with glocks
Don't go
When ya hear shots in the parking lot
Don't go
It's about to go down
you ALREADY KNOW
(2X)

(Chamillionaire)
It's Koopa
Listen, here lizard, lizard, lizard
Say ya cocking and popping it
Say that ya glock a get
Unloaded leaving wet and suck in wash it get
Some ***** loading eject bullets like floppy disc
Some *****s talk like they will but they the opposite
Thugs and thieve with a dozen keys
Serve quarterpounders that don't come with cheese
Hustles breath with love with g's
And know they telling lies when they see the judge and plead You honor it wasn't me he get lock
And as soon as ya boy get hot
He start right where he stopped
Can't go on the block with a knot in ya sock and don't glock
Without making by way to getting got or get shot
Oh no
If ya scared to represent ya ghetto
Then don't throw
Up ya hood at all you ain't raw
Its going' show
We don't recognize real heated right
Just a little advice for the *****s living that life

(Chorus)
Oh no
When the lights off on the block

Don't go
Boys on the corner with glocks
Don't go
When ya hear shots in the parking lot
Don't go
It's about to go down
you ALREADY KNOW
(2X)

(Paul Wall)
I eat n sleep n **** n pour gin
My block be hotter than some mutha****in pork skins
Ignore twin cause I be having attitudes
Ain't no such thing as gratitude on my avenue
Attitude adjustment we all need
I pray to lord two inch starters will in me
Come from the heart that's why boys are feeling me
I den whipped up soft and brought back some orgies
This is for my *****s in the jail, my *****s on probation
Knowing if they violate what kind of time they face
Hustling anyway minimum wage ain't nathin
You want cash right now, huh, **** being patient
Live life every day like it's yo last day
Smoke some weed; dump your problems in the ashtray
On Sunday shine yo glass like cascade
**** moving slow, hop in the fast lane

(Chorus)
Oh no
When the lights off on the block

Don't go
Boys on the corner with glocks
Don't go
When ya hear shots in the parking lot
Don't go
It's about to go down
you ALREADY KNOW
(2X)

Play Dirty

length: 4:05
(featuring 50/50 Twin)

[hook]
Play Dirty
Like I slipped in mud before the game
And The Coach wouldn't even let a playa go change
Play Dirty
I talk more trash than Ali
I float like a butterfly and sting like a bee
Play Dirty
Break ya nose like Rodman did Pippen
The minute you start trippin, I'll slip the banana clip in
Play Dirty
Everything in life ain't fair so sometimes you gotta play dirty
Do you feel me on that there?

[50/50 Twin]
Man **** a rule book cuddy I play dirty
I cook 2 on stovers when I cook birdies
I got tattoos white boxers T-shirts and slugs
If in the mirror then I'm fixin my mug
I put a ***** on the top floor
I beat him with a jack show him that I'm not a hoe
Fill an application out at papadeaux's
Work my way up to manager and rob the hoes
You never know what I'm gonna do next like a lava lamp
Pull out the pockets on the damn dada pants
Ridin in a throwed lil car hotter than some fiya ants
I be actin like Bin Laden I think I got a problem man
I ain't the baddest in the world but I'm the baddest you done seen
I want you out that car now pull over like trina
Ya patna owe me cash I'm gon get that bank
Put a bomb under the car and a twist in the gas tank what

[hook]

[Paul Wall]
Catch me at the club with a clutch at my waist
If a hata run up I leave a scuff on his face
Blood on his face get drug through a lake
For goodness sake invite the hood to his wake
Banana in ya tail pipe sugar in ya tank
Dis combobulate ya fuel pump when ya car crank
Swallow up ya fear break a bottle on a chair
Grab a model by the hair when you holla in the air
Girl give me your number or I'll steal ya car
Lew hawk at the bar robbing mone from the tip jar
Throw ya neighborhood up if you ain't barrin
And if a busta hold the place don't sit there and ignore it
Break a hata nose dismantle his jaw
Them Hollywood Boys gon handle the bar
If he tries to make a move then take him to the lot
Trunk pop stash pot with the automatic glock



Outro

length: 0:22
They said no when I told them that I'd find a way to get to the top
They didn't know that eventually I'd be the one to worry about
When someone would mention me, they always tried to say I would flop
But this the sound of revenge

Yea
On the path to find out who's true
The only person you can really trust is you
And if you feel like you can't even trust you
Then you can always trust you know who
And if you don't know who you know who is
Then I feel so sorry for you
Cause that's really the only person that can judge you
Critics, people that wanna see you fail will tell you what you can't do
Shouldn't do and must do
But when you got that glow
Nobody else's words can really budge you

Revenge has always been looked upon as a sin
And sometimes you feel like you had to sin to win
Sometime it sound like :gunshot:
Is what it coulda been
When you get to the gates of Heaven they probably wouldn't let ya in
But ya change that meanin' up and success is what it is in the end
And instead of worryin' about what shoulda, coulda, woulda been
Ya turn your head toward the future and keep it movin'
Know what I'm sayin'?
Well say it again
Keep it movin'
Know what I'm sayin'?
Screw it then
Know what I'm sayin?

If you're waitin' for me to fail, your time is runnin' out on that clock
I'm runnin' to the finish yea, when I get there I ain't gonna stop
Success is what I couldn't have, but now I tell em look what I got
It's the sound of revenge