Get on My Level
Um that boy throwed (That boy throwed)
Man that boy throwed boy throwed
Hmm that boy throwed boy throwed man
If being rich is bad for my health (Umm)
Then baby I'ma be ill forever
And I'm known to make ladies melt (Ha)
You boys better get on my level
Get on my level get on my level
Get on my level get on my level
Get on my level get on my level
Get on my level cause your boy burning up
Man that chrome plated woman
On the hood steady hummin
The messiah who's they summon
And the mixtape king is coming
Better hope it's the rapper Nottz
Splat somethin on your woman
Only thing we got in common
Is the coming demon (Uh)
Nator a hater is less and never greater
From continent to continent
I cross em like a fader
My garage full of rarrrr
Yeah Jaguars and Gators
My hand is where the oak is gone land like the Raiders (Uh)
Gripping flipping which vehicle am I picking
Got a set of chrome feet and a bunch of beat I'm bout to stick in
Little kids stick they faces on the frame and start licking
Still rolling the old school with the hood things dripping (Dripping)
Lady is gravy her hair is in the wind
The vehicle that's older than your parents is a sin
My baby a lady got yellow candy skin
Open the garage and look in
I'm like where should I begin (Uh)
Driver named Rick I call him Ricky Retardo
Is lost in the garage like a game of where Is waldo
Ask him where he's at and he's like looking for your Gallardo
Looked in every spot but I've been lookin for an hour bro
Sweet tooth candy is on every single car note
Starburst rappers in the interior of my car flow (Oh)
But I'm the rapper that stay bursting on the star though (Though)
That line went over they head baby but y'all know
Keep plenty chicks in the coupe like a farm yo
Keep a car but I don't never see a car note (Oh)
You O J Simpson with them broads though (Oh)
You like em white and skinny like a Marlboro
And I keep a chick on each arm like Jack Tripper
If she think I'm a pick her
If not then I'm a skip her
If I land, somewhere on the island like the skipper
The sex on the beach that I'm a give her is not liquor (Not liquor)
You could never think up a thought that's as throwed as me (Uh)
Real recognize real gotta notice me (Uh)
Paper chaser we racing but you ain't close to C
I'm Chamillionaire but who the hell you supposed to be
Bought a crib in LA so the Hollywood sign would notice me
Divine sign knocking the doors down that's how you know it's me
How many cribs really here somewhere over three
That real estate is Chamillion's but let's just show em G
If being rich is bad for my health (Umm)
Then baby I'ma be ill forever
And I'm known to make ladies melt (Ha)
You boys better get on my level
Get on my level get on my level
Get on my level get on my level
Get on my level get on my level
Get on my level cause your boy burning up
Your boy burning up for real man
I'm talking bout tipping down
Popped up wide open
Boy's coming through fly rides cars
Candy colors exotic know what I'm talking bout
H-Town still holding
The boy Chamillion gone hold it down
Uh