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• Artiste: Chamillionaire
• Titre: Who Hotter Than Me
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(feat. Famous) [Chamillionaire:] Who Hotter Than Me [x4] Chamillitary Mayne You on the sideline talkin bout the king, you just mad cause (Not You) Cause you know it's not you And you know it's (Not You) You gotta get in the game, you gotta get off the sideline talkin bout me Chamillitary Boy Ay Who hotter than C, who not in the streets? I'm the landlord of it boy and you out of ya leagues Gorilla, frisikilla, watch me swing out of a trees These rappers can't see me and you not in fatigues Got a lot of haters but I know they all goin fit I got a lot of rentals space for haters on my d*** So have a sit, baby my cars is clean I pull out blades everyday I feel like Wolverine You Listerine, because they say it's green If you ain't money, you not my lover like Billy Jean I used to play the side, I used to play the wing I'm so T.I. today I'm feeling like I'm a King I wake up waker with not a rapper can tire taller No disrespect if you on your hustle but I am higher I'm the Messiah, tired of being humble In love with green so I'm a get me a jungle She said "you think you God to call yourself Messiah" But if I told you I was weak, then you call me a liar Each verse is fire, and you can call me Isiah You find a rapper that can beat me, promise I'll retire So cold and raw that when I do my thang You open the mixtape up and it goin smell like sushi mayne Mixtape Messiah, get on the groupie train It's taking off, if you ain't on it baby, you a lame [Screwed: x2] Boys Steady Talkin Down Boys Steady Talkin Down Back Back Back Back Snatchin The Underground [talking through hook: Famous] Who hotter than me? Who runnin the streets? Who runnin the streets nigga? We runnin the streets Right back at you niggas Naw, it ain't Koopa nigga Um um HEY! (HEY) [Famous:] AY Ask me who the best, I'll probably same Cham is Ask me who next, I'll probably say his man is FAMOUS! Why you on the internet like a Stan is I'm getting Head and Shoulders, no dandruff I crawl slow, ask Paul, ho Who the throwest from my city, shit y'all know (y'all know, who?) A deuce and ten pennies We take and not askin mic 'excuse me Ben Friendly" So I don't need a handshake, I don't wanna hug Youse a gooda, woulda, shoulda, I was gonna thug I'm from where errbody probably wanna plug (210) No tracks but the tow running through my blood My buzz spreading like rumours, Cous' That hole growing like tumors, ugh Them boys play like Puma's I'm in the league, you got two years left like Junior's Yeah, It's going all the way down From A.T.X. to the D, back to SA Town I can't forget the H tho Ho you see the bread, now let's break ho Deuce dime, who climb the charts Like I'm a climb the chart, the rhymin starts Understand my rhymes are art, you're rhymes apart Take 'em back and I don't care what your mind had thought It's Chamillitary front line (front line), goin for the touchdown Fourth and some inches, boys knowin that it's punt time Yeah the best is what I happen to claim And what happened at The Zone, won't happen to Fam' I'm click clappin the thing, I'm attached to my chain Then we hit the AP, my niggaz passin the Jane Yeah, M-1 (M-1) dog, I'm gunnin the beats Now tell me y'all, who runnin the streets? Me