Nothin' But Lies Lyrics - Mixtape Messiah 3 - Chamillionaire

[Intro/Chorus - Chamillionaire] 

(Oh oh oh oh oh) 

Chamillitary mayne 

Most of these rappers tell nothin but lies (nothin but lies) 

(Oh oh oh oh oh) 

Nahhhhh, nah, nah, nah (woo, woo) 

You can tell that they lyin when you look in their eyes 

(Why are we...late) 

Stop lyin, you boys ain't makin nothin (stop lyin) 

Stop lyin, you boys ain't makin nothin (stop lyin) 

(Oh oh oh oh oh) 

Stop lyin, you boys ain't makin nothin 

If you ask me they all frontin 

[Verse - Chamillionaire] 

Yeah, see the sophomore album comin (Oh oh oh oh oh), the definition of horror 

I don't need your fake friends or your fake Hakuna Matatas (woo) (Oh oh oh oh oh) 

Osama, the Unabomber, Kevorkian, Jeffrey Dahmer 

Decided to get together, they never could do what I'm a 

(Why are we...late) 

It's like every thought I think is equivalent to a dollar 

If I lost 10 million, I'd shrivel into a baller (Oh oh oh oh oh) 

Money never smaller, stacks taller than Jordan's father 

My wallet be lookin pregnant, Ben Franklin gonna have a daughter 

Holla, if you ever mess with my dollars 

You'll be pissed on like your name was Isiah Thomas 

Your label took your album, threw it up in the air and they shot it (blaow) 

Now that the rap game is rotted, I gotta do somethin 'bout it (Why are we...late) 

I was movin mixtapes, while Dre was movin the "Chronic" 

Started movin millions, soon as Kanye's moved into "College" 

I can take ya overseas in the villas that look exotic 

You would think it's open bar how the water look like Hypnotiq (Oh oh oh oh oh) 

I'm the "Million Dollar Man", my money movin "Bionic" 

Fast like the month of what Ramadan do if you Islamic (yeah) (Oh oh oh oh oh) 

Bow down to the Mecca, the minute the kid is spotted 

They like "hassa lamma lakem," the chick I'm with is a goddess (Why are we...late) 

And the drop broad is a foreigner like she Scottish 

I make sure the feet stay with a pedicure, keep 'em polished (Oh oh oh oh oh) 

Am I not the best to come out of Houston Man be honest 

How come my name in they mouth more than they orthodontist (Oh oh oh oh oh) 

If I say that I'm the best, then just know that I'm bein honest 

If I say I'm filthy rich, then just know that I'm bein modest (Oh oh oh oh oh) 

You doubt it, just think about it, success gonna assist my promise 

I'm able to pull unlimited digits out of my wallet (Why are we...late) 

My digits ain't got no limits, my digits turn into commas 

My crib so big in mileage, your mansion look like a cottage (haha) (Oh oh oh oh oh) 

Uh, better not tell me you ain't got it 

If money you owe's the topic, if money you owe's the topic 

If money you owe's the topic, you better come through and drop it 

Better pull somethin outta your ass (outta your ass), like a colonic 

When ya fail, they all yell, so that y'all sound like some riots 

The crowd goes wild, the "Victory's" been decided (Why are we...late) 

Platinum makes 'em be quiet, you wish that you had some silence 

[silence for 3 seconds] 

Not Gangsta Boo, I ain't gotta ask "Where Da Dollars At" (where da dollars at ) 

I could show you exactly where the dollars stacks (Oh oh oh oh oh) 

I have you pacin, I'm navigatin, like I'm a map 

Like mapquest with the moula, when it come down to that (Oh oh oh oh oh) 

Y'all tried to wish me out the spot, but I'm still here 

Have to have cheated cause this life don't even feel fair (yeah) (Why are we...late) 

Pushin the chrome like I'm rollin on a wheelchair 

My money longer than the Bin Laden beard hair (Oh oh oh oh oh) 

I'm still rippin up the game, do you hear the tear (tear) 

The world still round and y'all still square (Oh oh oh oh oh) 

[Outro/Chorus - Chamillionaire] 

Yeah 

Mixtape Messiah ... 3 

(Oh oh oh oh oh) 

Nah, nah, nah, nah 

Most of these rappers tell nothin but lies (Oh oh oh oh oh) 

Nah, nah, nah, nah 

You can tell that they lyin when you look in their eyes (Why are we...late) 

Stop lyin, you boys ain't makin nothin 

Stop lyin, you boys ain't makin nothin (Oh oh oh oh oh) 

Stop lyin, you boys ain't makin nothin 

If you ask me they all frontin ... 

(Why are we...late)