Chamillionaire - Fly At The Sky

[Chorus: Chamillionaire]
F what you heard me, See me in person
You know I'm fly [3X]
Even your girlfriends and all her girlfriends
You know I'm fly [3X]
Keep it dirty, dirty you heard me
You know I'm fly [2X]
You know I'm fly as the sky
Fly like a birdy [2X]
Fly like a

[Chamillionaire]
Yellow band, excuse me Cham, please give me the time again
Diamonds so large, the minute hand ain't got no time for them
Damn! How you susposed to see the time when them
M&M-sized diamonds lay right beside the hand
Chamilll, Rasaq, & Lil Wayne make a nigga feel ashamed
Trying to hide the bling in the middle of your little chain
In the drain, down it go, say they love the sound of those
Chamilltary boys, We the illest boys around here hoe
Flyer than a bird yes but your correct if your guess
Is that the eagle gonna hurt when aiming at your bird chest
Pow! Forget your feelings, I could care less
Leave you where I leave you, you can see ya in the turbulence
Girl do yourself a favor and don't say I have to pay ya
Give a favor to a playa and just pass it to my neighbor
And when your finished could you tell your friend to flavor
Cause the king ain't gonna savor, just gonna save that ass for later

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[Rasaq]
Mayne I'm fly as a plane, Me and Lil Wayne
Spitting game, get your girl weezy like his name
We don't have to say a thing cause the chain can explain
First they look at the piece then they look at the rang
I'm fly as a pelican, Ice on my skeleton
On a sunday morning, I stay sharper than a reverend
Candy on my doors, looking something like gelatin
Syrup in my cup but I ain't talking about medicine
I'm cold as an eskimo, throwed from my head to toe
The white tee fresh but it starts in my denims though
Yeah and if I pull down my fly, I could piss on the sky
Cause nigga I'm that high
I pulled up in heaven up in the candy painted ride
And I gave jesus five and I'm still alive
Even though I know them haters wish I would die
Even in they day dreams, i'ma still stay fly boy

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[Lil Wayne]
They call me Birdman Junior, I'm flyer than the rest
I'm trying to get a couple cool pigeons to the nest
And if you look at how the jewels glisten on my chest
Then you will be impressed and yes that's VS
Fly boy to death, I used to only fly
First class on every plane til I bought a jet
I'm on the runway, let down the steps
Open the phantom door and light up the cess
I smoke the best, Chamillion come get me
From University of Houston after I pass my test
Swisha lays for sure, it'll come your nerves
So boy I'm so high, I could palm the world
Yeah and I'm strapped for the turbulence
Pow! Now you up here with me in a cloud (Chea)
They call me Weezy Baby, the son of a stunner
Bitch I'm flyer than a motherfucker, ya know

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[Chamillionaire - Verse 4:]
Poster child to the pop trunk, I pop it up and let it bang
I'm show ya how to rep the city, correctly run the game
Grip tightly on the grain, turn it left and we call it swang
Let me show ya how to make the baddest ladies scream your name
I'll put that boy J Junior in the future in a body bag
I'm trying to quote that bad body like a boxing bag
Trying to get below the belt and beat it like a boxing jab
Hit it then I quit it like I dropped out of a boxing class
Know how we doing it, we been chopped and screwing it
Coming to get that number one spot you got like Ludacris
Know he acting groupie-ish taking a sip out Luda's Cris
We buy our own bottles, grab one and put it to your lips
Hating on your hood, throw your hood up, put it in his face
Repping Texas, got that real estate down in that realest state
Didn't need a bigger place, didn't need a bigger face
On my watch but forgot and went a got them both a place
Fix ya face

(feat. Krayzie Bone)

[Chorus]
They see me rollin
They hatin
Patrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
My music so loud
I'm swangin
They hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Police think they can see me lean
I'm tint so it ain't easy to be seen
When you see me ride by they can see the glean
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
Ride with a nooche, she like hold up
Next to the playstation controller is a full clip and my pistola
Turn a jacker into a coma
Girl you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone
Just tryin to bone ain't tryin to have no babies
Rock clean itself so I pull in ladies
Laws of patrolling you know they hate me
Music turned all the way up until the maximum
I can speak for some niggas tryin to jack for some
But we packin somethin that we have and um will have a nigga locked up in the maximum
Security cell, I'm grippin oak
Music loud and tippin slow
Twist and twistin like hit this dough
Pull up from behind and is in his throat
Windows down gotta stop pollution
CDs change niggas like who is that producing?
This the Play-N-Skillz when we out and cruisin
Got warrants in every city except Houston but I'm still ain't losin

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[Verse 2 - Krayzie Bone]
I been drinkin and smokin holdin shit cause a brother can't focus
I gotta get to home 'fore the po po's scope this big ol Excursion swerving all up in the curve man
Nigga been sippin on that Hennessey and the gin again is in again we in the wind
Doin a hundred while I come from the block
And rollin another one up, we livin like we ain't givin a fuck
I got a revolver in my right hand, 40 oz on my lap freezing my balls
Roll a nigga tree, green leaves and all
Comin up pretty deep, me and my do-jo
I gotta get back to backstreets
Wanted by the six pound and I got heat glock glock shots to the block we creep creep
Pop Pop hope cops don't see me, on a low key
With no regards for the law we dodge em like fuck em all
But I won't get caught up and brought up on charges for none of y'all
Keep a gun in car, and a blunt to spark, but well if you want, nigga you poppin dark
Ready or not we bust shots off in the air Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire

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[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
Do what you thinkin so, I tried to let you go
Turn up a blink of light and I swang it slower
A nigga upset for sure cause they think they know that they catchin me with plenty of the drinkin drough
So they get behind me tryin to check my tags, look at my rearview and they smilin
Thinkin they'll catch me on the wrong well keep tryin
Cause they denyin is racial profiling
Houston, TX you can check my tags
Pull me over try to check my slab
Glove compartment gotta get my cash
Cause the crooked cops try to come up fast
And been a baller that I am I talk to them, giving a damn bout not feeling my attitude
When they realize I ain't even ridin dirty bet you'll be leavin with an even madder mood
I'mma laugh at you then I'mma have to cruise I'm in number two on some more DJ Screw
You can't arrest me plus you can't sue
This a message to the laws tellin them WE HATE YOU
I can't be toss or tell em that they shoulda known
Tippin down sittin crooked on my chrome
Bookin my phone tryin to find a chick I wanna bone
Like they couldn't stop me I'mma bout to pull up at your home and it's on

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Ay!, Houston, Texas (Houston, Texas)
Chamillionaire, The Mixtape Messiah
Haha, I feel like niggaz need to show some respect off in here mayne
Tell `em the name (tell `em the name) - Chamillitary mayne

[Chorus: Chamillionaire]
I hear ya talkin` that talk, I heard you was talkin` bout me
Soon as I ask who you talkin` too, you reply wit` nah it`s not me
No bite for all of that barkin`, cow-mad that y`all ain`t got me
They ain`t keepin` it real like they talkin`, pussy niggaz is all that I see

[Chamillionaire]
You could be hungry, ugly, chubby, homeless, crippled and blind
And still be better off than niggaz talkin lip to a nine
I hit that track wit` David Banner, talk that lip to me now
Pussy niggaz like to hide, pop up on `em suprise!
Tired of lettin` niggaz ride gave `em too many times
I`m sick of tryin`, sick `em huh, flippin` and flyin`
Now they got me yellin` out WHAT! like a skit from Jon
Chamillitary ain`t gon` ride, y`all need to quit ya lying
Cuz ya know that ya falsifying niggaz know they can`t stop the giant
It just shows that`ll stop the crying, move over this spot is mine
Take over it`s about the time, I`ma put all these boys in line
Couldn`t walk a inch in my shoes but you know can drop and tie em`

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[David Banner]
If it jumps off, it jumps off - let the front of the pumps off
sumthin` that`ll knock ya fuckin` lump off
Think I`m bama, think I`m country well I`am bitch
And I got bullets I can share and I ain`t selfish
Dirty boy I got just what you need
Them slugs that`ll fly through trees and knock off knees
Knock off kids, knock off peers -
Got beats that`ll knock by ?, wrong-buck get ya throat cut
Catch a buck 5th, watch yo chest lift
Dope rhymes, cuz the small lines take a sniff
Bitch I`m tryna make ya nose bleed
Like Russians bustin` the shit out Apollo creed
I`ma ride!

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[Chamillionaire]
Respect the messiah, ay where the hell is ya manners man?
Knock ya off of ya henges like you got hit wit a batter-ram
You`ll be stupid for challengin`, knock ya outta ya skeleton
You`ll be down on the floor like a Lil` Flippa or Banner fan
The hustle man, I hustle a grand, that dude in Atlant` it
Then what I do wit it? Flip it, kinda like that dude that he mad at
I`m talkin` stops when I rocket, it`s sendin` you out the planet
You`ll be just timber-in-a-lake like that dude feelin` Janet
That could get you shot at damaged, I bet that you cry or panic
That could get you cut, beat the hell up, then goodbye or vanish
Put ya feet on the concrete, I hope that you got `em planted
Now stand-flat, so I can blaat!, make you loose all your balance
Koopa

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