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The Mixtape Messiah
Disc 1
01. I'm da King
02. Shut Up (interlude)
03. You Got Wrecked
04. New Name (interlude)
05. Who They Want
06. I Mean There
07. Run You Out the Game
08. Not Friendly
09. Roll Call
10. Talk Show (interlude)
11. Gun Smoke
12. Drag 'em in the River (remix)
13. What Would You Say
14. Switch Styles
15. Body Rock
16. Step Into My Room
17. Answer Machine (interlude)
18. I'm Busy
19. Put It in Slow Motion
20. Screw Jams
21. [untitled]
22. I Had a Dream
23. The Truth
Disc 2
01. I'm da King
02. Roll Call
03. I'm a Balla
04. Who They Want
05. On Yo Azz
06. What Would You Do
07. Pimp Drill
08. I Mean That There
09. Run You Out the Game
10. Switch Styles
11. I Had a Dream
12. O.G. Ron C Guttamix
13. Body Rock
14. We on Fire
15. You Got Wrecked
16. Not Friendly
17. Gun Smoke
18. Answer Machine
Disc 3
01. Front to Back
02. Who I Be
03. Gun Smoke
04. We Gonna Ride
05. I Be Comin Down (Screwed)
06. Call Some Hoes
07. I Got Hoes (Screwed)
08. On Yo Azz
09. Texas Boys
10. Hey Lady
11. Pimp Drill
12. Panky Rang Interlude
13. Hurtin' Em Bad
14. We on Fire
15. I'm a Balla
16. I Tip Down
17. Who They Want
18. Platinum Stars
19. Tippin' Slow
20. Still Tippin'
[Talking]
Hol' Up

Chamillitary mayne

All pussy niggaz make your way
To the exit right now

It's finna' go down

[Verse 1]
How you up on the East and West
And you ain't heard about me
That's like claimin you a boxer
And ain't heard of Ali
Breakin' off pussy niggaz saying words about me
Definition of a real nigga, is a certified me
I'm passin through customs with american I.D
Puerto Rican at the gate tellin me "Hurry Papi"
Southwestern Airlines with the burner, I'll be
Lettin one off in the air, the other sure to fly free
If you hatin', Tough nigga, turn that dude to a stuttera
Govern like I'm a Governor, from the south I'm a Southerna
I'm never lovin' her, I just put rubber gloves in her
And I go get another hoe when her lover discovers her
(Haha) You niggaz know you in trouble
I'm more trouble if you don't know the hell you in trouble for
But please, please, don't make the punisher punish ya
If you gotta girl, then don't get a beat down because of her
Yo metal metal, hit yo head with the barrel
Make yo head cave in, have yo head lookin' narrow
Then I head to the ghetto, to get rid of my metal
Vehicle changin orange, to the red, to the yellow
Chamillionaire, one of the south's harders lyricist
Now you pussy's hearin this, salute the color changin pyramid
Other boys is trouble, other boys is gimmicks kid
If you speak up for em, then yo career dissappear with his

[Chorus]
Southern niggaz don't dance
We be saggin' our pants
So low you could see our boxers mayne
We body rock, we body rock (what else?)
We body rock, we body rock (fa sho)
Southern niggaz don't dance
We be saggin' our pants
So low you could see our boxers mayne
We body rock, we body rock (what else?)
We body rock, body rock, body rock
Mayne!

[Verse 2]
Only imagine how close
All the diamonds in the jewel sit
Invisable set, canary yellow
As a tulip
I could spit some calm words
To you through my two lips
Or I could have them hollow tips
Poppin out them two clips
You pick, don't run up on me
with your tool slick
I be damned if I get jacked with a strap
Up under my blue knit
Don't do nothing foolish, cause I'll completely loose it
Give a player a new breathin hole with a pool stick
I got hoes, square rooted, doubles and cubics
They be come in groups of two or more
And they be wantin to do it
Got females that do lick, and some that strictly do dick
And if your freaky prove it, I'll go get the cool whip
If you love yourself so much, that you don't want to prove it
You can get up outta here and you could get excluded
Don't know what click that you with, I'm king of the new click
(What click?) Click color change clack, rap, I plan to rule this

[Chorus]
Southern niggaz don't dance
We be saggin' our pants
So low you could see our boxers mayne
We body rock, we body rock (what else?)
We body rock, we body rock (fa sho)
Southern niggaz don't dance
We be saggin' our pants
So low you could see our boxers mayne
We body rock, we body rock (what else?)
We body rock, body rock, body rock
Mayne!