Lyrics:

[Chamillionaire + (Female)]

This for the streets (Nah this for the radio) [3X]

Well it's for radio then just keep it street (Well go on do it then!)



[Chamillionaire]

Nah that ain't a problem at all my man

Got a lot of rubber bands, time to count up all my grands

Well go on do it then - put a ninth caller in

Now we got a lot of jams, we gon' play a lot of Cham

Well go on do it then - she can say she is not a fan

Tell me she ain't got a man, plus she got a lot of damn!

.. And she love how the Impala can

change a bunch of colors like you lookin at a hologram

.. She wanna ride off on 24's

Butterfly do's raise up, she feelin so..

special and she like my music better slow

Tell me that I'm fin' to blow, I reply to her 'I know!'



[Chorus: Chamillionaire]

So let me break it down and do somethin I know the ladies can feel

She say she's lovin my style

Turn on the radio and you probably hearin nothin but the

Chamillitary mayne

We interruptin this sound just to let you hear a message from me

I'm representin the South

And know how we get down, know we gotta keep it gutter and street

(Go on do it then!)



[Chamillionaire]

I got a white girl, I call her Shady/Aftermath

Cause she love a rapper, see a nigga she gonna snatch him fast

Fine and you can't say that she don't have an ass

Plus her eyes green enough to even up and match my cash

Hispanic college girl that love to dance right after class

Pray the way she back that ass up her class she has to pass

The others bad and black, take her to the bachelor pad

Crib big yo, her man's crib is less than half of that



[Hook: Chamillionaire]

Call up the DJ's on your radio

They'll say Chamillionaire got a crazy flow

My radio station doesn't play it though

Say he gotta make somethin for the ladies so



[Chorus]



[Chamillionaire]

Relax boy, lax boy, revenge is the sound

I've made it here, America gon' have to feel me now

Hear that bass come rumblin, boys see me actin up

Also see that fast pyoom pyoom when I pass him up

Turn it up, tell the listeners to listen here

Listenin here the sickest rapper in the Southern hempisphere

Yeah, keep it gutter, suckers missin in the picture yeah

We erased them from the game, commercial rappers disappear



[Hook]



[Chorus]



[Female]

Now they know the name that's running the game

Them boyz down in Houston that got the streets on lock

But just incase they slow and don't know

Somebody tell em the name

Chamillitary mayne

Ha ha

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