Roll Call Reloaded

[Chamillionaire]

Industry is saying that boy got skills

And the streets is saying that boy so real

Who that boy trackin that boy Chamill'?

Always give you somethin that boys gon' feel

"Try to give you somethin that you boys gon' feel" [X4]

[Chamillionaire imitating Young Jeezy]

Yeeeeeaaah!

Still in the streets, still stickin to the plan (plan)

All this ice on me, got a frosted out hand (hand)

White coloured Lam' lookin like a snowman (man)

Hundred karat chain, see the neck, they like "Daaaaamn"

Cheah, y'all know me

Eff the industry, I'm still the same old G

Serve to the streets till you lames O.D.

Mixtapes like crack, the next thang's on me

[Chamillionaire imitating Jim Jones]

Some of them be talkin but snitch is what we call 'em (snitches)

I be gettin gwop way from Houston down to Harlem (Harlem)

We twenty deep if it's a problem

Don't want nothin truly cause they thinkin we gon' rob 'em

And you know how we be mobbin

Police lady talkin bout the trouble that we causin (keep it movin)

You gon' have to keep it movin darlin

And we gon' keep on doin what we doin and what we causin

[Chamillionaire imitating Lil Wayne]

Yeah! Young Millionaire, they can't deal with this swagger

Feel the banana, will squeeze the hammer

I see your forehead, it will see the handle

Will eat your money, will feed your ama-

amal, Rambo, I will enjoy

I am nutting if she's slutty just like (?) and Joy

Programmed to kill, get beat, I destroy

Whatever to get the money, little duffle bag boy

[Chamillionaire imitating Plies]

Dope boy, gotta feel me, I'm real tight

Doin what I really say I do in real life

Cheque got the chain homie, this some real ice

A hundred and fifty K for it, that's the real price

Bust it baby, wanna give me in her living room

Making music for the hustlers and the real goons

Let 'em know, album bout to hit 'em real soon

All you rappers gon' have to make a little room

[Chamillionaire imitating E-40]

I don't know what the problem is, pockets thick as a hippopotamus (hippopotamus)

Breezy lookin in the dash of my drop top, tryna see what mileage is (the mileage is)

She done flunked about fifteen somethin colleges

Your opinion is irrelevant as a XXL columnist

So tell that breezy she better be a skater (skater)

She's best to get up out of here cause the pimp like me won't date her

Uhhh, I'm a pimp, you the one that paid her

Pullin off in my scrape and it black on black like I'm Darth Vader

[Chamillionaire imitating B.G.]

Hopped off the porch and homie didn't like that

So now I roll solo and don't even like cats

Chain lookin frozen, I'm showin a icepack

Loyal to the streets, I hand you the mic back

I put down my pistol and boy they get slapped

But it ain't even fun cause I know he won't fight back

Cain't leave the streets, they love me just like crack

I'm like Uncle Sam, yeah homie, I like that

[Chamillionaire imitating Rick Ross]

Other rappers just be havin million dollar thoughts

I'm a rapper that can pull a million out my vault

Do it like boss, don't matter what the cost

White on white Phantom, sittin fat, I gotta frost

[Chamillionaire imitating Rich Boy]

Nobody sellin that, record labels fallin back

Back off in these streets, show 'em how to get a stack

Show these other rappers and these fun trappers how to act

Throw-throw some D's on it and put some more on top of that

[Chamillionaire imitating Snoop Dogg]

She approached me, I ain't approach her

I had a forty-ounce on my coaster

You know I want to hit that west coaster

Candy car blue, that's the Hou on my roadster

And the same color on my low-low

Got a couple homies with that chronic for the low-low

For sho' though, and I ain't with the snitchin, that's a no-no

That's why I'm ridin solo and I'm lookin out for popo

[Chamillionaire imitating Bun B]

I'm off the metre, they want me to let 'em know what's the deal (deal)

Cause I'm a Texas player that's only gon' keep it trill (trill)

You ain't gotta look for no longer, the trill is here (here)

No need for falsifying, them fakers gon' disappear (disappear)

Probably shouldn't give a trill rapper the mic

Cause he gon' kick that realness and trill ish that they like (like)

And the street credibility gon' match to the hype (hype)

Talkin bout you keep it gangsta, only happens you might

[Chamillionaire imitating The Game]

I'm an N.W.A., no manners and bad grammar

Surrenderin for what? No wavin the bandanna

Tell the tool man how I handle the damn hammer

Try to punk me and I'm breakin that man camera

Just tell MTV to send a doctor the bill

And if the bill make it there, you'll need a doctor for real

Keep a chopper on his seat to keep a watch on my wheels

Mashin in the Lamborghini like the cops on my heels

[Chamillionaire imitating Jay-Z]

I ain't even writin homie, I just press record

And all you say is great before I make it to the course

Hear your little voice tryna make a little noise

Till I let you little boys see my picture in the Forbes

Tell Forbes to get it straight

Cause they gon' have to account for what I do with the tapes

I never bounce a cheque, I don't even bounce to the bank

G5 everywhere, get a million miles on a tank

[Chamillionaire]

Industry is saying that boy got skills

And the streets is saying that boy so real

Who that boy trackin that boy Chamill'?

Always give you somethin that boys gon' feel

"Try to give you somethin that you boys gon' feel" [X4]

[Chamillionaire imitating The Dream]

Shawty rock to the beat for your boy

Shaw-ty, do it

Ay-ay, got a fleet full of toys

Whole bunch of blue whips

Gettin cheddar, cheddar, cheddar

I be gettin cheddar, cheddar, cheddar

You know I be grindin, grindin, grindin daily

Grindin, grindin, grindin daily