[Intro - Akon (Chamillionaire)] See I remember I was just loner (I was just a loner, I was just a loner) (But I told them haters) "Look at me!" (I dream, you Dream, We all Dream big dreams) (I dream, you Dream, We all Dream big dreams) I'm on top permanently but I stay in the streets (Harmony baby) And I won't stop bringin that heat It's my dream (I said it's my dream) I said it's my dream... ooh
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire] Big as Barack Obama soon as he hit that podium Always speakin that real these rappers is Nickelodeons Say he ain't got the streets look at them killers voting him Periodically charting music be mixed with sodium (chemistry) See they hate him and they love him like he Kobe And he just be getting money while haters be out there promoting him Pick a Mixtape Messiah then open it and you'll notice him Cuz he be talkin trash like he want to be a custodian The God of mixtapes make sure that your kids blessed You think that I sweat money the way that the kid dress Show them I get checks just look at the wrist (Yes!) My jewels the color of urine just give me a piss test I'm so unsanitary my heater is in a corner Diamonds always exposed I roll with that Arizona Heater be hibernating come wake it up if you wanna Doctor resuscitating to wake you up from a coma (Clear!) Same channel no it sure can't be I'm so HD and you just so ain't me Album coming soon just like o-k-c money music to my ears DO-RE-MI (Haha) Ridin with no rims I call it t-shirt with no panties on Threw some rims on it now it got some chrome pajamas on Pull up to the club no we ain't gonna make it belly storm It's going to be a 100 percent chance of rain on every arm Killin the mic you ain't half as dope I'm the coldest underground need a casket coat I'm bout to snatch the whole game from you bastards So I'll probably write my next verse on a ransom note goodbye
[Chorus - Akon (Chamillionaire)] Yall remember I was just a loner hanging on the corner (Corner) Now take look at me (Look at me) Big bossin steady stackin chips never thought that I would see this shit Now I'm on top permanently but I stay in the streets And I won't stop bringin that heat It's my dream (I said it's my dream) I said it's my dream... ooh
Standing up to drama my posture is like a mobster Frazier to a hater I'll box you like a boxer Money don't change my thoughts you're an imposter Thought you passed me but I caught you like I gotcha Koopa my metaphor is a metaphor That symbolizes each metaphor like a metal door (Hard!) And yall need to put up a better score We making A's and we grading you with the letter four I mean the letter F-O-U-R Tryin to say you a G?! I'm like Oh-you-are? Don't be talkin all them lies like I don't know you boy Don't be talkin all them lies like I can't show you boy (Yea) Put your money up and you can really get beat Like blacks getting pulled over by Philly police I just made a Hundred thousand to put in my piece In what seems like a year but it was really a week Ain't Lil Troy but I wanted to be a "baller" Money on the line let me holler at the caller Bow to the man forgiveness from the Father For waking my eye at one of Reverend Run's daughters Koopa and they respecting it highly I came in to the game they did their best to deny me Hungry CEO success is salami Success was on the sandwich and it was yellin out "Try me!" After that Ra-ta-ta-ta murder she wrote K-Slay and DJ Drama said "I heard that he dope" Chamillionaire[dot]com done the fanbase is a cult L-M-A-O your fanbase is a joke (Haha!) Laugh while I bask stack