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CHAMILLIONAIRE lyrics : "Sittin Back"

[talking]
Ha-ha aah, y'all know what it is
Now say it with me (tell 'em the name)

Chamillitary mayn, hold up y'all know what it is
Chamillitary mayn, yeah (hmmm)
Mixtape Messiah, told em


[Hook]
I'm sitting back in my Impala, wondering why ^!$$%z be hating on me

And I figure that maybe it's cause, I'm the balling $$# ^!$$% that they know they wanna be
You got a problem with me then just holla, but better think again before you approach me
Just give me that give me that dolla, the mo' you hate me the mo' it motivates me


[Chamillionaire]
Mixtape Messiah 1, don't act like you ain't hear that joint

I'm like Young Buck with a knife, ^!$$%z gon get my point
So point the hater out, who say that I ain't about
Whatever I say I'm bout, and that doubt I'ma fade 'em out

It's a class 1-0-1, number one less son
Never turn a one-on-one, to a one-on-guns
But if it's more than one, and you know that one more come

Make him shut his mouth like a nun, that don't want no tongue
Now he's done (uhh), I run from home to home
To hell with phone sex, I ain't trying to bone the phone

Trying to get inside her X, and Y chromosome
Turn a empty garage in her home, to a chroming zone
Yeah parked up in it, I just got a minute

When I spot the kitten, mayn I'm bout to hit it yeah
I told 'em I had it locked, they didn't believe me
Now they yelling (that's right), like Young Jeezy

Ha-ha, you better say it to a ^!$$% face
Get up in a ^!$$% place, with a mother's dinner plates
They ain't eating like we eating, that's why ^!$$%z gotta hate

Delegate a weapon, that'll leave him with the Nelly face
(what you mean) Band-Aid on it, (first day pass it)
Telling you they sending you a medical, (that's it)

Forget a Throwback, Hardwood Classic
Lay you on your back on the hardwood, $$# kicked
Looking for Koopa, don't look for me by your lonely

Cause homie I keep it on me, that's only to keep the phonies
Laying off in they place not my face, cause ^!$$%z don't want me
To make the cake, be like the homie that's up at Sony

Bishop Don with the funds ^!$$%, fix your grind
I show the green, like his pimping outfits was mine
And Slim Thugger that's my boy, so I can switch his lines

Forget cars, tell MTV to pimp your rhymes

[Hook]

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