Chamillitary mayne [Intro - Chamillionaire - talking] Mixtape Messiah, August 27th Put that on your calendar It's Chamillionaire, I mean Koopa AKA Major Pain, cause I'm a bring the majors pain Mixtape master, the underground, bang They ask me where Texas at and I say hold that thought August 27th, I'm a get to that You either die a hero or you live to see yourself become the villain I've been showin support to all the labels in my city (yeah) But right now it's all about Chamilli (yeah, yeah) [Young Jeezy sample - behind the Intro] Put on ... Put on ... Put on ... I put on for my city, on, on for my city I put on for my city, on, on for my city I put on for my city, on, on for my city I put on for my city, on, on for my city [Verse 1 - Chamillionaire] When they see me do my magic, they say "what the heck is Koopa on?" Texas been too quiet, so the X-Man about to produce a storm Either die a hero or the villain is what you become Hoppin in my Batmobile, I ch-ch-churp the Koop alarm Salad dressing cause it's umm, plenty green and parmesan In my pockets, in my palm, I'm about to drop a bomb Thinkin of makin vegetation, I'm the mixtape Farmer John So much green inside my jeans, it's like I've been out mowin lawns I'm the real, the rest is fake, I'm the best, the rest is cake Mixtape God I bless the tape and I put boys in they restin place (woo!) People always test the type and they don't never test the face That's the day I'm a be on TMZ and the day I catch a case Think that you can take my auto and them hollows not gon' follow? [gunshot] Better dream of bikini wearin genie out a bottle (bottle) Some chicks that used to strip, ask to wax the Maserato I said "forget the wax, just make it quick, just like Serato" (ha) Got a spanish chick, that love the chips, she the Dorito lady She ready to Frito Lay me, "el gusto es mio baby" I hear some sharks talkin like they gonna D.O.A. me (what?) Go ahead, jump in that water, promise there's torpedoes waitin [gunshot] I dropped a lot of verses but I know I'm proud of mines I see the presidents in front of me, I'm Obamatized Rappers is politicians (yes), they all be talkin lies Paparazzi like some Nazi, pop your posse like some spies I used to look around me, like "it's probably you that hate me" Now I open up my wallet and it start illuminatin Do your damage, do it, talk your talk and mutilate me Money talks, me and Ben always communicatin (hello) I know you're probably thinkin, "why he talkin all that cash?" (cash) I write my lyrics in the crib as big as Carlton's dad's Was happy broke but super rich and they like "boy he mad" Every problem I had last year, my money brought me all of that Push foreigns like a chauffeur (chauffeur), stomp all the cock-a-roach a But back when I was broker, I sold product like a broker (broker) My next one drop it's over (over), point out somebody doper I bet that supersoaker flip that joker like it's poker [gunshot] Your boy ain't half of me, turn him to a casualty Humble but I swear I'm not Barack Obama's pastor, see I be talkin trash, yeah the mouth is a catastrophe Don't mistake the humbleness for weakness, cause that's blasphemy [Chorus - Chamillionaire (Young Jeezy sample)] (I put on), some Chamilli (On, on), some Chamilli (I put on), some Chamilli (On, on), some Chamilli (Put on - Eastside) (Put on - Southside) (Put on - Westside) (Put on, yeah, let's go), Chamillitary mayne (I put on), some Chamilli (On, on), some Chamilli (I put on), some Chamilli (On, on), some Chamilli (Put on - Eastside) (Put on - Southside) (Put on - Westside) (Put on), yeah, yeah [Verse 2 - Chamillionaire] This weapon that stay attached to me, is grazin your anatomy This gray one'll make you call a doctor (call a doctor), call up Grey's Anatomy (okay) I be pushin cars out the garage like it's a factory Service with a smile, serve a hatin rapper happily (okay) Never miss a penny, you can't count your dough exact as me Push come to shove, I'm pickin up money just like a vacuum G (yeah) Always makin dough, got a bunch of Keeblers after me Pro at bein active like what Puffy use for ac-a-ne If you rep that Texas, I know that ya feel me Want to pop, lock and dance, then put on that get silly Want to dance until you're sweaty, put on that P. Diddy Tryin to take the mixtape market (put on), that Chamilli