Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thats You, artist - Chamillionaire. Album song Mixtape Messiah 6, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.01.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: chamillitary
Song language: English
Thats You |
We not rich like y’all that’s one thing y’all goin have to understand |
But one day this year, we will be |
Because we have Barack Obama |
(Hook: Chamillionaire) |
Haters hate they can relate |
I’m shinin and living good |
I got haters all on my dick |
Try to take my chips |
I wish you would (I wish you would) |
I know boys goin playa hate |
But I still keep my mind on the do |
And it don’t matter cause I don’t really mess with you |
So what’cha need to do is leave me alone |
That what it is |
That’s You |
Playas get choose as the groupies try to pick me |
You standing around me try’na pretend you with me |
(I ain’t F-ing with you) |
Look at this stripper that’s conversating with me |
Ain’t working but act like you ain’t finna tip me (Damn skippy) |
(That's You) |
Calling with all of that begging on my phone |
Like the message say «get to begging at the tone» you know that |
(That's You) |
Always be whining bout how I did ya wrong |
Then your the reason I jacked this song |
I ain’t F-ing with you |
You got dreams of being a famous artist |
This every rapper that made it like they garbage |
(I ain’t F-ing with you) |
Always got negative stuff to say regardless |
That caddy clean but I don’t like the way it’s polished |
(I ain’t F-ing with you) |
Always be bumpin like you finna do something to someone |
But when they show up they do nothing, stop frontin |
(That's You) |
Know you a hater that’s end of the discussion |
You mad cause I got a lot and you got nothing |
(I ain’t F-ing with you) |
(Hook: Chamillionaire) |
Haters hate they can relate |
I’m shinin and living good |
I got haters all on my dick |
Try to take my chips |
I wish you would (I wish you would) |
I know boys goin playa hate |
But I still keep my mind on the do |
And it don’t matter cause I don’t really mess with you |
So what’cha need to do is leave me alone |
I’m sick and tired (I'm tired, I’m tired) |
Of all your lies (you liars, you liars) |
Let me live my life (my life, my life) |
Cause I’m goin get mine |
Don’t F with cha so you get denied |
I’m a tell you for the very last time |
Now who am I? |
I am super fly |
Super I’m bout to come out that suit and tie |
Bout to come out that coat without that roof and I’m wishing you goodbye |
Haters try’na bring me down, they look up and shoot the sky |
Mixtape God cause I go hard but not one you can crucify |
Here’s a checkmate when you reply |
Sixes got me super high |
Buckle up your buckle bet my muffler goin palute the sky |
Bring these rapper in the room I bet’cha one goin lose a life |
Keep a pistol or some dice, who wanna play truth of die? |