Lirik Lagu Sittin Back – Chamillionaire - Chamillionaire
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(*talking*)Ha-ha aah, y'all know what it isNow say it with me (tell 'em the name)Chamillitary mayn, hold up y'all know what it isChamillitary mayn, yeah (hmmm)Mixtape Messiah, told em
[Hook]I'm sitting back in my Impala, wondering why niggaz be hating on meAnd I figure that maybe it's cause, I'm the balling ass nigga that they know they wanna beYou got a problem with me then just holla, but better think again before you approach meJust 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 jointI'm like Young Buck with a knife, niggaz gon get my pointSo point the hater out, who say that I ain't aboutWhatever I say I'm bout, and that doubt I'ma fade 'em outIt's a class 1-0-1, number one less sonNever turn a one-on-one, to a one-on-gunsBut if it's more than one, and you know that one more comeMake him shut his mouth like a nun, that don't want no tongueNow he's done (uhh), I run from home to homeTo hell with phone sex, I ain't trying to bone the phoneTrying to get inside her X, and Y chromosomeTurn a empty garage in her home, to a chroming zoneYeah parked up in it, I just got a minuteWhen I spot the kitten, mayn I'm bout to hit it yeahI told 'em I had it locked, they didn't believe meNow they yelling (that's right), like Young JeezyHa-ha, you better say it to a nigga faceGet up in a nigga place, with a mother's dinner platesThey ain't eating like we eating, that's why niggaz gotta hateDelegate 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 ClassicLay you on your back on the hardwood, ass kickedLooking for Koopa, don't look for me by your lonelyCause homie I keep it on me, that's only to keep the phoniesLaying off in they place not my face, cause niggaz don't want meTo make the cake, be like the homie that's up at SonyBishop Don with the funds nigga, fix your grindI show the green, like his pimping outfits was mineAnd Slim Thugger that's my boy, so I can switch his linesForget cars, tell MTV to pimp your rhymes
[Hook]
[Hook]I'm sitting back in my Impala, wondering why niggaz be hating on meAnd I figure that maybe it's cause, I'm the balling ass nigga that they know they wanna beYou got a problem with me then just holla, but better think again before you approach meJust 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 jointI'm like Young Buck with a knife, niggaz gon get my pointSo point the hater out, who say that I ain't aboutWhatever I say I'm bout, and that doubt I'ma fade 'em outIt's a class 1-0-1, number one less sonNever turn a one-on-one, to a one-on-gunsBut if it's more than one, and you know that one more comeMake him shut his mouth like a nun, that don't want no tongueNow he's done (uhh), I run from home to homeTo hell with phone sex, I ain't trying to bone the phoneTrying to get inside her X, and Y chromosomeTurn a empty garage in her home, to a chroming zoneYeah parked up in it, I just got a minuteWhen I spot the kitten, mayn I'm bout to hit it yeahI told 'em I had it locked, they didn't believe meNow they yelling (that's right), like Young JeezyHa-ha, you better say it to a nigga faceGet up in a nigga place, with a mother's dinner platesThey ain't eating like we eating, that's why niggaz gotta hateDelegate 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 ClassicLay you on your back on the hardwood, ass kickedLooking for Koopa, don't look for me by your lonelyCause homie I keep it on me, that's only to keep the phoniesLaying off in they place not my face, cause niggaz don't want meTo make the cake, be like the homie that's up at SonyBishop Don with the funds nigga, fix your grindI show the green, like his pimping outfits was mineAnd Slim Thugger that's my boy, so I can switch his linesForget cars, tell MTV to pimp your rhymes
[Hook]
