Antifreeze Lyrics - Chamillionaire

[Chamillionaire:] 

I'm like the baddest rapper ever Ever ever? Ever! 

I always been it like I stood next to Uncle Fester 

Swisher house professor taught y'all how to be successful 

Used to Run a house like Rev and Diggy and Vanessa 

Yes I got a stretcher that's for competition Not in my position they ain't got a pot to piss in 

You can call it dissin' they stay broke like it's tradition 

Fly over the hood (man you must think you) Blake Griffin 

Finger itching I got riching 

My mother say she loving it 

She took a million it took a year til I discovered it 

I took my money out and I almost shut down the government 

I threw it in the tub and let my main chick rubber dubbing it 

The passcode on my bank account is Catch Me If You Can 

I know they gay just undercover like they with the clan 

Don't throw a rock and later say that you my biggest fan 

Remove the mic right now so it don't break and beat you with this stand 

Your girl be calling me like everytime she grab a phone 

I never hear 'em all her messages be rather long 

These losers copying too much and you can't say I'm wrong 

Wiz Khalifa hit the joint, now everybody cheech ching chong 

A sign that's on my door that say no man but me allowed 

Might see your woman drying off in here without a towel 

Don't get confused just cause the twitter picture got a smile 

Get on 4 square post where you at and I'll come show up now 

After I beat you down, twitpic and retweet this clown 

I bet in person all these talkers ain't gon' leak a sound 

I travel everywhere how come your boys don't be around 

Take trips where y'all be missing y'all must live in lost and found 

Rap game's a female chat and all y'all do is disrespectful her 

Can't really say you fresh cause all of y'all is whack except for 

A few it's maybe two yeah most of y'all is pop as Ke$ha 

I wanna grab a bottle and just turn your tap to ketchup 

I teach 'em how to stunt, super Dave done taught a lecture 

See me 2012 and said you fresh as when I met ya 

I'm in my robe and slippers walking round like I'm Hugh Heffner 

I'm dressed in red your girl is black, jump on her like a checker King me 

[Chorus:] 

Cooler then antifreeze dammit these rappers be 

The baddest thing happening since King had a dream 

Cooler then antifreeze dammit these rappers be 

The baddest thing happening since King had a dream 

[Maino:] 

Maino hustle hard, better pray to god 

I swear to god, lames better play they part 

It's going down, I run this town 

I'm here now, let's get it 

Black flag. black tee, shooters in a black truck 

Diamonds on, getting money, haters on my right nut 

Left arm automa bezzle look like falling stars 

Fifty shot Calico, niggas better call on God 

I'm the one they fear reason why they're running scared 

Do it Mob style, bullet right behind his head 

I declare I'm the king of Kings County 

Stand up nigga why these haters can't down me 

Look around I round the town these other niggas clowns see 

Go ahead let him talk slick I bet I make his mouth bleed 

Homie we strong, these rap niggas peeons 

They cuddle with the same bitches I pee on 

Brick getters getting bread in rainy weather 

My white girl savetta and it go panamera 

I'm a don bitch miss me with that nonsense 

.44 holster underneath my armpit 

Fuck nigga the reason to love niggas 

My last homie snaked me that's why I don't trust niggas 

Straight to the devil is where I took them 

Fuck what you heard I run Brooklyn 

[Chorus] 

[Lloyd Banks:] 

Can't stop too much cream veiw me on your movie screen 

Got the sweater, got the hat, sneaker, and the Gucci jeans 

Sicker than I used to be, time to get them used to Queens 

Flawless bitches usually turn them all into super fiens 

Mamy I'm the coolest from PYT's to cougars 

The haters remorse they can D-I-E from rugers 

Nigga say hello to Judahs, genius how I do this 

Cleanest pictures standing out of Beemers with the blue wrist 

Shorty keep my name low till my name, tell honey my angle 

I'm touring and she taking off her leggings on the table 

Pussy popping on the Skyp, crustin' on the phone 

I'm a fuck her with my freestyle going off the dome 

I got her smoking weed now, she's glowing off patron 

Kush cologne, weirdo when I push my poem, cripple chrome 

In my Queens, Manhattan, Staten Island, Bronx, and Brooklyn zone 

And my meaner packing, paper staking, bitch go get your own 

[Chorus]