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Chamillionaire - End Of A Knife Lyrics

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<CENTER> </CENTER> <CENTER>End Of A Knife Lyrics by Chamillionaire They always tell me that I’m colder than ice But try your best to not get caught in the hype ‘Cause I could give you back control of your life You better handle me with caution, caution You try to mess with me, you gonna pay the price I do my dirt and then I’m gone in the night Don’t try to tell me that I’m wrong when I’m right ‘Cause I ain’t really with the talking You’re walking into the end of a knife I wasn’t really doing much But chilling in the kitchen Laying in the cut, you know, playing my position Watching the Super Bowl, really, that’s like tradition And then that’s when I had a vision What I did to my old girl Look at it how it’s dripping off of your curls And if I say any more they probably gonna hurl I’ll summarize it by saying it’s a cold world, a cold world All I can tell you is I knew I’d cut her off, you could say it was destined One day I saw her getting fresh with one of her X men That’s when I disappeared and she was definitely stressing Now she’s guessing but I guess that'll teach her a lesson I been sharp, baby, and you know your reflection Will shine like me soon as we make a connection I'm laughing at whoever told you sex is weapon Go and get some protection, it ain’t gonna help when She let me get in them guts, oops, I’m saying too much When I’m stroking it’s love, when I’m poking it’s lust Every time that we touch it is such a beautiful rush We can turn me to us and together be dangerous They always tell me that I’m colder than ice But try your best to not get caught in the hype ‘Cause I could give you back control of your life You better handle me with caution, caution You try to mess with me, you gonna pay the price I do my dirt and then I’m gone in the night Don’t try to tell me that I’m wrong when I’m right ‘Cause I ain’t really with the talking You’re walking into the end of a knife I wasn’t really doing much But chilling in the kitchen Laying in cut, you know, playing my position Chopping up with the homie about to make me some fixin's Lend me your ear, it’s time to listen ‘Cause now I’ve got a roommate A lazy roommate that always went to school late An athlete but his temper wasn’t too great He’s normally cool but sometimes he’s such a 2 face and too fake Pay attention, I was on my protein and my oatmeal thing My eating healthy got me feeling so real thing Heard a knock, another knock and then the doorbell ring A beauty queen, damn, I ain’t have a chance to get clean Look how she walked in, noticed her pretty skin Minimal mascara, devilish little grin I didn't know what to say, didn’t know where to begin She wasn't here for me and she only came here for him Was dressed like she had recently just got out of church She pulled some purple evidence up out of her purse Another woman’s underwear, you know what's worse? It’s the same girl I mentioned in my first verse That’s when she cursed at my partner, yelling ‘bout what she saw Asking him ‘bout the lingerie that she found in her car I’m sitting back and I’m watching, just trying not to get involved That’s when I heard her say that she was ready to break the law A tricky situation I was currently facing The roommate or your soul mate, whose side are you taking? I wasn't saying nothing, I was watching and waiting She’s yelling and pacing and now she’s adjacent To me, I was there standing quietly He started yelling when she tried to get behind me Then he put up his dukes like he thought he was Ali You swing at me, they’ll have to hook you to an IV No, matter fact you better say you know karate Your family gonna have to come and get your body Before you try me you better find a hobby Or you better go find a job like Martin said to Tommy I’m not the type that you should ever try to get close to Matter fact you should run you ever see me approach you And now this loser talking like he trying to get vocal I’m like don’t you have me in here ‘bout to go postal Ooh, say it again then you gonna say a prayer I’mma send you to heaven and you can say it up there This ain’t a dare, it’s promise, and I’ll say I swear I don't care, I bet that you won’t say I'm scared They always tell me that I’m colder than ice But try your best to not get caught in the hype ‘Cause I could give you back control of your life You better handle me with caution, caution You try to mess with me, you gonna pay the price I do my dirt and then I’m gone in the night Don’t try to tell me that I’m wrong when I’m right ‘Cause I ain’t really with the talking You’re walking into the end of a knife I was really doing much Now I know he’s wishing I wasn’t in the cut He gonna need some stitching I didn’t wanna do it Told you, you wouldn’t listen She’s the one who gave me permission I knew that it was evil but it made me feel dope The way she got me feeling, I think we should elope She reached around my body then she pulled me real close She rubbed me on the face and said it’s time to get ghost Your wish is my command, you rolling, I’m rolling with you You say it’s time to split, don't worry, I get the picture She grabbed me by the wrist, if I could I would kiss you In all the chaos I didn’t get to tell you I miss you I was thinking ‘bout the cut like my mind was missing Sitting in the car, you know, playing my position She drove up to a cliff and wait, hold up, wait She said somebody’s going fishing, hold up! But I just ended a life This how we’re ending the night? Oh well, you wasn't even my type Wait, is this the end of the knife?</CENTER>

Chamillionaire - End Of A Knife Lyrics

End Of A Knife Lyrics by Chamillionaire They always tell me that I’m colder than ice But try your best to not get caught in the hype ‘Cau...

Chamillionaire - Don't Shoot Lyrics

Chamillionaire 4:39 PM

Don't Shoot Lyrics by Chamillionaire Come on, I know the government’s working You ain’t never seen a man bursting Do you really think that you’re the only person That sees the...that you’re searching? Can’t flick the channels just surfing Cause I heard we’re bout to stop murking I changed the channel to the news channel What the hell they talking bout twerking I’m American my folks African Mom say she bought the gold back again Y’all chasing yeys and Kardashians Not even see what’s happening Police is knows for drug trafficking Put a package on ya and trafficking Your keys is know you key straps with them I’m like hide the beast we know about ya Molly twerk one show about ya Beast we know about ya Molly twerk one show ain’t got ya Eating tight like you bought that life You bring that knife to a show with flocka Your pity yey it’s just so improper Petty show with your effort locker So we buck up I’m gonna block her Your daddy will have to ask for a docket That’s true! Youngin in the streets tryna move a brick You don’t really care if you proof or spit Got the hammer on his hip feeling too legit On fire, they like it they copy And all they want is some Versace, Versace He’s after that cream and he’s only 16 Don’t shoot! No need to tell me who’s bopping Can’t you see the drones in the sky? Like do you think that they’re watching I really try to keep to myself Keep getting caught up in all the hate I hope the verses y’all made for Kendrick Bring the economy back to life Don’t shoot! Really, that’d be great Don’t shoot! Really, that’d be great Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot! Graduated at the homie packs Cause homey showed them how the package’s right Ironically he’s never grabbed the knife They’d be calling everybody rappers right? His family rich but he’d be acting like Wanna leave it all to lead a retched life You actin like you wanna sacrifice Your whole life that you could leave the rap behind? Impressing who? Does this even equal success to you? If it do, rest it boy, you are here to hear the intellectual See many people and many jeans Get plenty crimes that they’ll never do Your favorite rapper ain’t in the streets He at a nice hotel right by a festival Stop watching WCW your life is something like MMA See they complain about and they say But they snitching on themselves everyday Got you fools got snitching grams Got crime line what up face crook Posting picture from the trap show They hustle harder than a... Come on, can’t you see the feds watching? Do you think that your color odds are the only think that they’re popping? I really try to keep to myself Keep getting caught up in all the hate I hope the feds will come down your dough And...on your diamond life Don’t shoot! Don’t get blown away Don’t shoot! Don’t get blown away Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot! Cause missiles only.... Your favorite trapper drops a CD that’ll save ya Hope your favorite rapper isn’t still on tour in Asia Hope your favorite actor turns into the Terminator Better high right now I stay hungry plus I got an appetite We had some skittles and a snapper right? The last one made me wanna snap tonight My angry rapper’s what I’m acting like You know I really ain’t the acting type I really like it if there was one to mine You’d be apologizing in the after life Cause I’m black or white is really whack or right The raps are right you’re sounding so hypocritical I wouldn’t take it if you know individual They try to tell me that he know he a criminal But I’m the one to tell him that I know he a general Hard to say they can’t stay on It’s kinda hard to tell them just brace on Really feeling like you get prayed on So I think we need a liaison Y’all saw what happened to Treyvon And if we bomb and they bomb Who the hell are we to say they wrong Don’t shoot! Mr. President we’re all watching Can’t you see we got army guns and...dropping I really try to keep to myself Keep getting caught up in all the hate You really think the new love for guns Is gonna raise the ones that they got tonight Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot! Cause missiles only say K-boom! K-boom! Nothing really giving me a new feeling Nothing really giving me a new feeling We don’t need a down fix we just need a new ceiling Oh kill’em! Oh kill’em! Yeah I see the bullet didn’t mean it Yeah I think the government Will try to stay the new villain The other day I hear a mother say She had dreamed that the president would take us top a world I heard somebody else say when it does happen Hopefully they’ll put it out for world star Chamillionaire - Don't Shoot Lyrics

Chamillionaire - Don't Shoot Lyrics

Don't Shoot Lyrics by Chamillionaire Come on, I know the government’s working You ain’t never seen a man bursting Do you really think t...

Chamillionaire - Go Get It Lyrics

Chamillionaire 12:12 PM

Go Get It Lyrics by Chamillionaire [Intro] Mmmhmmm, alright Chamillitary mayne Mmmhmmm, the money’s calling me Everybody knows how I feel about my bank Some say I’m heartless, but y’all know I ain’t Don’t have no problems, as long as you’re keeping it G The money’s calling me [Verse 1] Yeah, I could have went Hollywood, but I stayed trill and remained true Still riding them big blades that I slide on when I skate through Ever told me you hate haters, well guess what, that makes two Cause nowadays he got paid, [?] You girl want me to serve pipe, got pa’tners on their third strike And they going for they fourth, it’s like they know they wanna serve life Got pa’tners that [?] life and got pa’tners that [?] for life No longer beefing with Mike Jones, but I still murder mics [Hook] City where you from, you made it from the slum Now they’re acting like you over, you’ve gotta give ‘em some Park your Caddy in the sun They didn’t know you did it, but they’ll always be some people getting mad about your digits They boys that never did it, disrespecting what you’ve done Got some ladies catching feelings, tryn’a be your number one Got the world on your back, I know the pressure weigh a ton But we keep on grindin’ on ‘em, tell ‘em money here I come [Post-Hook] I be like, let’s go get it Let’s go get it I drop it out [?] no acting timid I’m like, let’s go get it Let’s go get it I drop the top, then turn up the [?] so they can feel it I’m like, let’s go get it Let’s go get it Looking at my watch, time is money, so I’m counting minutes Got the world on your back, know the pressure weigh a ton But we keep on running on ‘em, tell ‘em money here I come [Verse 2] Can’t sidetrack these lying cats Tryn’a make me take a straight loss He say he got them birdies, told ‘em I don’t even play golf Completely different sport, they got me balling, practise paid off Step back and hit that switch, it’s like, there’s no blocking my J, dawg Got diamonds in my [?] chain, celly going “rang rang” Look down inside my dough make sure I’ve got my Kirko Bang Bang And I ain’t talking ’bout car bass See how fast your heart race And I keep it ghetto boy, but please don’t end up with a scar-face I twist in that little key, and then start my car up Before noon, I flip mode, then registers at Starbucks Don’t talk much, I talk math, don’t subtract, let’s add Gold Roley and [?], your accessories [?] Go count ones, then check twice, just get it right, don’t guess though I hope the money ain’t short dawg, cause I never settle for less ho A big salute to my congregation, we get dollars no [?] Money pockets with money in them is always part of my dress code [Hook] City where you from, you made it from the slum Now they’re acting like you over, you’ve gotta give ‘em some Park your Caddy in the sun They didn’t know you did it, but they’ll always be some people getting mad about your digits They boys that never did it, disrespecting what you’ve done Got some ladies catching feelings, tryn’a be your number one Got the world on your back, I know the pressure weigh a ton But we keep on grindin’ on ‘em, tell ‘em money here I come [Post-Hook] I be like, let’s go get it, alright Let’s go get it (go), let’s go get it, alright Let’s go get it (go), let’s go get it, alright Looking at my watch, time is money, so I’m counting minutes Got the world on your back, I know the pressure weigh a ton But we keep on grindin’ on ‘em, tell ‘em money here I come They ain’t hustling the same as me, alright The money’s calling me [Bridge] We ain’t worried ’bout a thing, cause we, alright Grinding so hard they can’t believe They ain’t really who they claim to be, alright All this money’s never changing me Loyalty is everything to me, alright And that’s why, I’m staying suckerfree [Hook] City where you from, you made it from the slum Now they’re acting like you over, you’ve gotta give ‘em some Park your Caddy in the sun They didn’t know you did it, but they’ll always be some people getting mad about your digits They boys that never did it, disrespecting what you’ve done Got some ladies catching feelings, tryn’a be your number one Got the world on your back, I know the pressure weigh a ton But we keep on grindin’ on ‘em, tell ‘em money here I come [Post-Hook] I be like, let’s go get it, alright Let’s go get it (go), let’s go get it, alright Let’s go get it (go), let’s go get it, alright Looking at my watch, time is money, so I’m counting minutes Got the world on your back, I know the pressure weigh a ton But we keep on grindin’ on ‘em, tell ‘em money here I come They ain’t hustling the same as me, alright The money’s calling me Chamillionaire - Go Get It Lyrics

Chamillionaire - Go Get It Lyrics

Go Get It Lyrics by Chamillionaire [Intro] Mmmhmmm, alright Chamillitary mayne Mmmhmmm, the money’s calling me Everybody knows how I feel a...

Chamillionaire - Eatin Lyrics

Chamillionaire 11:57 AM

Eatin Lyrics by Chamillionaire [Intro] Oooh, that’s right Oooh, that’s right Ain’t no captain saving, can’t save ‘em, so no need to be playa hating Oooh, that’s right [Verse 1] So many cars, too many keys, I think I need a whole locker Said to get to me, she’ll sleep with you, I ain’t never met a ho like her From overseas, speak Portuguese, she be speaking English so proper I pull the cover up off the plate and I swear it’s looking like lobster I’m making orders, not taking orders, I was never good at cooperating I’m too Kurupt, I Snoop Dogg, I Nate Dogg and I Dr. Dre ‘em That money talk, well what it say? I’ll let you know and this is all verbatim “Get the hoes to come to your shows, but don’t give them dough and try not to date them” Look in my safe, no dough was missing, she want a cut, get no incision I’m starting up a new coalition of bosses that don’t need no permission Not just the president, I’m a client I’m 5' 11?, act like a giant Hop in the yacht and laid in the sun, the sun got me looking like I’m Hawaiian Grab passport, let’s fast-forward and take a seat in my villa Got TVs that pop out the wall like Michael Jackson in Thriller Might do my thang if I let her hang, but she’s got to know I can’t be with her I told the girl if she want a Romeo then she better go and find P. Miller [Hook] Your Whip stays on big blades, these groupies talking ’bout freaking These chicks ain’t gon’ get saved, cause you ain’t really no deacon Live Monday through Friday, like everyday’s the weekend Your car paid and your rent paid, then you can say that you’re eating Look at me, eating, eating Oooh, that’s right Pretty women and nice cars, so every night is a wonderful night Look at me, eating, eating Oooh, that’s right Grind hard so I shine hard, yeah I’ll be a playa for life Ain’t no captain saving, can’t save ‘em, so no need to be playa hating Oooh, that’s right [Verse 2] You got a girl you really love, don’t stand there, go cuff her playa She can’t stay here cause the same room ain’t something that a sucka shares We eating good with no tupperwear, play with my paper, I double dare I give your girl a trip across the world and leave her in Dubai in her underwear Psych I would never do your girl like, that I be tapping on her curves like, smack If I took her all across the world, she’ll probably tell me that she don’t want her life, back And I’ve never been an undertaker, and plus I ain’t tryn’a be the one to take her So much time spent overseas, the rude girl probably thought I was from Jamaica Can’t take sand to the beach though, my macking game is so lethal I grip the tool and that wood like I just made a stop at Home Depot That’s yo girl? She’s all mine That’s so foul, two free throws That’s my fault, that’s my bad You’re all done, finito And she’s showing her anatomy Wheel of Fortune, She can have the D Every day got her feeling like a fantasy Got your girlfriend wishing that her man was me Ay, feeling like you should have stayed in Be getting money all day but the money don’t exchange hands Can’t see through my Ray Bans If you’re tryn’a play me then you never had a chance [Hook] Your Whip stays on big blades, these groupies talking ’bout freaking These chicks ain’t gon’ get saved, cause you ain’t really no deacon Live Monday through Friday, like everyday’s the weekend Your car paid and your rent paid, then you can say that you’re eating Look at me, eating, eating Oooh, that’s right Pretty women and nice cars, so every night is a wonderful night Look at me, eating, eating Oooh, that’s right Grind hard so I shine hard, yeah I’ll be a playa for life Ain’t no captain saving, can’t save ‘em, so no need to be playa hating Oooh, that’s right [Outro] Oooh, that’s right Oooh, that’s right Ain’t no captain saving, can’t save ‘em, so no need to be playa hating Oooh, that’s right Grind hard so I shine hard, yeah, I’ll be a playa for life Chamillionaire - Eatin Lyrics

Chamillionaire - Eatin Lyrics

Eatin Lyrics by Chamillionaire [Intro] Oooh, that’s right Oooh, that’s right Ain’t no captain saving, can’t save ‘em, so no need to be play...

Chamillionaire - Keep Drivin Lyrics

Chamillionaire 11:56 AM

Keep Drivin Lyrics by Chamillionaire [Verse 1] Who are you to have any clout, or have any doubt about my potential? You ain’t working for the police, you’ll never get to check my credentials Took a look at my blueprint, tried to copy me like a stencil But they can only be number two, I hope you fakers run out of pencils So presidential, like Kennedy in that Continental Except it’s like I switched vehicles and didn’t let ‘em see what I’m hopping into When they see you get popular, then they popping up to come pop your mental They always tell me that money talks, and my conversation ain’t confidential Who said that I can’t either, that’s something that I can’t digest I’m ’bout to eat like I closed my eyes and this meal in front of me God blessed Only guilty of being dope, and pleading life is no contest Cause if you think that they’ve got it locked, then that lock to me is like Loch Ness Y’all talking ’bout me way more than me, and what do you think that say ’bout you? In your mind I keep popping up, my nickname should’a been deja vu Been here for too long for you to say I’m through, I stay blessed, I ain’t even say hatchoo My city and state will say I’m true, cause I be doing everything I say I do [Hook] Hop in the drop, no time to wait No, I know you see me hustling every day They know they not, they know they ain’t So, they say how fast I’m going isn’t safe They tell me stop, pump on your brakes No, I just keep driving, keep driving straight They tell me stop, pump on your brakes No, I just keep driving, keep driving straight [Verse 2] I’ve been running this for forever, so listen close if you’re new to this Every day is a motion picture, my calendar is a movie list Introduce myself as a rapper, then put the guap before groupie chicks In the coupe and I’m riding like I can’t let the top of that roof exist See I was local, not hot at all, told myself that I gotta ball Hit the streets with that Houston heat, help you get your mind right with Paul Every verse is just like the law, I’m the person they Skype a call Want a verse, they ask what it’s worth, I’m like Koopa really don’t like it, no Never sold you no lame gimmick, I never sold you no fake image Don’t disrespect me and you don’t you ever put me and them in the same sentence The same minute they [?] your hustle, I start the engine, get out the way If you’re really hoping my reign fall, then write a rain check, cause it’s not today [Hook] Hop in the drop, no time to wait No, I know you see me hustling every day They know they not, they know they ain’t So, they say how fast I’m going isn’t safe They tell me stop, pump on your brakes No, I just keep driving, keep driving straight They tell me stop, pump on your brakes No, I just keep driving, keep driving straight [Post-Hook] Keep driving, keep driving, keep driving straight Keep driving, keep driving, keep driving straight Money all on my plate, they keep telling me wait I ain’t taking no breaks, I just hop in my ride and drive I ain’t tryin’a be late, I’m just tryin’a be great I can’t tell you my fate, just let me know if you’re down to ride [Outro] Oh, yeah, yeah, I just hop in my ride and drive Chamillionaire - Keep Drivin Lyrics

Chamillionaire - Keep Drivin Lyrics

Keep Drivin Lyrics by Chamillionaire [Verse 1] Who are you to have any clout, or have any doubt about my potential? You ain’t working for t...

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