Intro/Chorus - Chamillionaire
(Oh oh oh oh oh) Chamillitary mayne Most of these
rappers tell nothin but lies (nothin but lies) (Oh
oh oh oh oh) Nahhhhh, nah, nah, nah (woo, woo) You
can tell that they lyin when you look in their
eyes (Why are we...late) Stop lyin, you boys ain't
makin nothin (stop lyin) Stop lyin, you boys ain't
makin nothin (stop lyin) (Oh oh oh oh oh) Stop
lyin, you boys ain't makin nothin If you ask me they all frontin

Verse - Chamillionaire
Yeah, see the sophomore album comin (Oh oh oh oh
oh), the definition of horror I don't need your
fake friends or your fake Hakuna Matatas (woo) (Oh
oh oh oh oh) Osama, the Unabomber, Kevorkian,
Jeffrey Dahmer Decided to get together, they never
could do what I'm a (Why are we...late) It's like
every thought I think is equivalent to a dollar If
I lost 10 million, I'd shrivel into a baller (Oh
oh oh oh oh) Money never smaller, stacks taller
than Jordan's father My wallet be lookin pregnant,
Ben Franklin gonna have a daughter Holla, if you
ever mess with my dollars You'll be pissed on like
your name was Isiah Thomas Your label took your
album, threw it up in the air and they shot it
(blaow) Now that the rap game is rotted, I gotta
do somethin 'bout it (Why are we...late) I was
movin mixtapes, while Dre was movin the "Chronic"
Started movin millions, soon as Kanye's moved into
"College" I can take ya overseas in the villas
that look exotic You would think it's open bar how
the water look like Hypnotiq (Oh oh oh oh oh) I'm
the "Million Dollar Man", my money movin "Bionic"
Fast like the month of what Ramadan do if you
Islamic (yeah) (Oh oh oh oh oh) Bow down to the
Mecca, the minute the kid is spotted They like
"hassa lamma lakem, " the chick I'm with is a
goddess (Why are we...late) And the drop broad is
a foreigner like she Scottish I make sure the feet
stay with a pedicure, keep 'em polished (Oh oh oh
oh oh) Am I not the best to come out of Houston
Man be honest How come my name in they mouth more
than they orthodontist (Oh oh oh oh oh) If I say
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honest If I say I'm filthy rich, then just know
that I'm bein modest (Oh oh oh oh oh) You doubt
it, just think about it, success gonna assist my
promise I'm able to pull unlimited digits out of
my wallet (Why are we...late) My digits ain't got
no limits, my digits turn into commas My crib so
big in mileage, your mansion look like a cottage
(haha) (Oh oh oh oh oh) Uh, better not tell me you
ain't got it If money you owe's the topic, if
money you owe's the topic If money you owe's the
topic, you better come through and drop it Better
pull somethin outta your ass (outta your ass),
like a colonic When ya fail, they all yell, so
that y'all sound like some riots The crowd goes
wild, the "Victory's" been decided (Why are
we...late) Platinum makes 'em be quiet, you wish
that you had some silence silence for 3 seconds
Not Gangsta Boo, I ain't gotta ask "Where Da
Dollars At" (where da dollars at ) I could show
you exactly where the dollars stacks (Oh oh oh oh
oh) I have you pacin, I'm navigatin, like I'm a
map Like mapquest with the moula, when it come
down to that (Oh oh oh oh oh) Y'all tried to wish
me out the spot, but I'm still here Have to have
cheated cause this life don't even feel fair
(yeah) (Why are we...late) Pushin the chrome like
I'm rollin on a wheelchair My money longer than
the Bin Laden beard hair (Oh oh oh oh oh) I'm
still rippin up the game, do you hear the tear
(tear) The world still round and y'all still
square (Oh oh oh oh oh)

Outro/Chorus - Chamillionaire
Yeah Mixtape Messiah ... 3 (Oh oh oh oh oh) Nah,
nah, nah, nah Most of these rappers tell nothin
but lies (Oh oh oh oh oh) Nah, nah, nah, nah You
can tell that they lyin when you look in their
eyes (Why are we...late) Stop lyin, you boys ain't
makin nothin Stop lyin, you boys ain't makin
nothin (Oh oh oh oh oh) Stop lyin, you boys ain't
makin nothin If you ask me they all frontin ...
(Why are we...late)