Artist: Chamillionaire Album: Major Pain 1.5 Song: Slow City Don Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Intro: Chamillionaire] Uhh Hold up, hold up Chamilitary mayne~! Ay from now on when y'all spell my name Make sure you capitalize the C and put a dollar sign above every I I feel like that's how y'all should address me Hold up, I work hard for my paper man I've been doin this for what, 11, 12, 13 MAN somebody get a calculator I think I lost count Whattup Watts? Whattup Z-Ro? Whattup Rap-A-Lot? H-Town whassup? Hakeem Olajuwon, Slow City Don Hold up! [Chamillionaire] Slow loud and bangin man I'm the man I never been your fan and I ain't never been a Stan Sayin I'm the man cause I told you that I am I'm on super poked swangers you can check my wingspan I don't mess with y'all man, I'm anti-social I don't talk too much, I'm anti-vocal Y'all ain't goin nowhere, y'all anti-coastal And ya'll ain't gettin no mail, y'all anti-postal Speakers soundin like a marchin band Laws hopin that my pockets full of contraband Boys thinkin 'bout plottin when I park my Lam' I'm a spray you cockroaches like the Orkin man Lookin so regal, hopin out a Regal Not the Birdman but I'm ridin with a Eagle I don't know who the hell tellin you that I need you They got you gassed up girl, I hope your usin diesel Whoa Kimosabe~! Groupies in the lobby Flyin outta Hobby like flyin is a hobby Boys wanna rob me, go ahead and try me Just know I own way mo' +Heat+ than Pat Riley Your girlfriend, recommend that, I molest her At the UFH I shoulda been a professor Open up my wallet and pretend I'ma test her She turnin in paper like it's end of semister Ready to poker her, livin la vida loca Come at me wrong I'm at'cha neck like a choker When I recline, I'm sittin in it like a sofa Drive it once then I give away the vehicle like Oprah Chauffeur, Mr. Belvadere, that's the butler Told ya, let her disappear, never cuff her Roller, money everywhere in my duffle Hold up, I can't even hear that's my muffler Damn~! Loud pipes got me soundin super sexy +Blades+ everywhere make your woman think I'm Wesley Ask the police when they gonna come arrest If I do a crime it'll be the day they catch me Rims sittin high, you can call me high roller Ice on both wrists, you can call me bi-polar Go against me, you should know your life over Your girl goin crazy, you should know that I drove her Manage the wheel, they know Cham is for real Now that I am independent they gon' panic for real From the land of the trill, before they hand me a deal I will slap that boy with a backhand full of bills Gettin that cabbage, that's been established In the new crib where the layout is lavish Money Jurassic, Amex is blackness Naked lady standin like she straight out a pageant Haters, you should go get yourself a razor Look at your wrist and go on do yourself a favor Watch the one-time the police'll try to taze ya Pistol jam on me, I'ma switch it up and blade ya You don't know me you can diss away I ain't waitin 'til tomorrow I'm a trip today Stop actin like you hard, y'all should switch to gay Y'all boys sweeter than a lemonade at Chick Fil-A, ay! Got to come down got to be the damn best Jewellery gon' shine that il be on my chest Rain or sunshine I admit that I'm fresh And ya already knowin what I rep, yep I was always on grind while them other boys slept Money on time, bet' not be a dime less Gotta bunch of dimes and they hit me on texts Just to tell me that I always be the best Yep, I'm the best I got to +touch-down+ and show my endzone skills But when I touch down it's probably in Brazil Diamonds on froze so my wrists on still Never on safety, my fo'-fifth on kill See me out there she tried to get my address Plenty hoes pose and change clothes like pageants Headboard that's in my bedroom is so padded Plenty dope lines for these hoes like tablets Tongue'll get stuck on my gold it's so icy Tongue'll stay stuck on my pole the hoe like me Haters back at home ain't made enough to come fight me I'm in New York sittin courtside like I'm Spike Lee Always winnin like I'm Bryant with fo' Lakers Got'cha woman sippin Hennessy with no chaser Everytime I see him that Chamillion hold paper Got her sayin "Koopa what the hell is yo' safe for?" Got these boys sayin that she mines and don't touch her Then she tell you to stop cryin and don't cuff her I convince a girl to strip down with no muscle Went out to the A and took a dime to know Usher Went out to the Lou' and took a dime to know Nelly Went out to the Chi and took a dime to know Kelly Plus the chick that say she cool with Drake was so ready But none of 'em done tripped cause they know that's so petty In the Panamera with the shoes Gettin plenty knowledge like she takin me to school Say I don't go hard they gon' say that you a fool It's gon hit you like BLAOW when I hit you with the tool