On The Grind Homie Lyrics - Chamillionaire

[Intro:] 

Yeah! 

It's Major Pain, baby 

Knahtalkinbout? 

Ha, Ha 

Ight, let me get serious 

KOOPA! 

[Chorus: x2] 

I come through and show em how to do it (WOO) 

And she like 'Boy, you tha truth' (You tha truth) 

And he like (yeah) 'Boy, you tha truth' (you tha truth) 

And she like (hold up) 'Boy, you tha truth' 

[talking over chorus: Chamillionaire] 

So what I'm goin try to do is 

Go a little faster 

Then I'm a go a lil slow 

Switch upt he style a lil bit, knahtalkinbout? 

You ready? 

I'm ready, baby 

Turn my headphones up 

Hear it go 

[Verse:] 

I'm back to the bone, it feel like I'm the best and they cannot contest when I'm kicking that mess 

Cause ya chick is undressed when she lifting her dress It's like Mannie and Fresh they be looking like flesh! 

Anybody that's on the net, saying Chamillionaire ain't the best 

Get off the D, get off the I and let your keyboard figure the rest 

Cause I impress my own self, and only the man upstairs can judge me 

Re-tellers open ya mixtape rappers than they hug me 

I control the market, even bootleggers be lovey dovey 

Plus the necklace got em thinking that Johnny the jeweler's my buddy 

Crash test the best, cause if you hate me than youse a dummy 

Gimme a month I bet you turn the opposite of chubby 

Ever verse is crack, and crack kids be singing they love me 

Mix-tape Messiah 4 I bet that you become a drugy 

They sayin that money talks, rappers better not I make a sound 

Walkin a major money, is none of these rappers is found 

Even the mayor know my papers enough to buy the town 

Plus the wheels of fortune, so I'm a bout to buy a noun 

Ever verse is a msterpiece, my money's still stacking like Master P's 

Feeling like Mighty Mouse the way I be taking flights to stack the cheese 

Please, you better not make another sound 

Yeah, yeah I rep the Texas they just "Download my style" 

Welcome to the garage, pick any car and the room she yells 'which' 

Like she was staring at the lady that's on the broom 

Can't call it a fleet (why) more like a patone 

Different car everyday of the week from fourth of July till June 

Look at how they change they tone, who not playa 

In the wind I'm in Berlin, I know it's you not dear 

Into the coat in the ATM they sound like AOL 

Soon as I'm checkin my account it tells me "You Got Mail" 

Ha, ha, Merci Bocu Monname, who is cold as me? 

Betty fresh kiss the kicks when they stick in all his teeth 

French chick was in the whip, now she sitting on the street 

She was looking fine till she ask me she can hold a G 

Yeah, and if I want I'm a get it 

And if I don't really want it, then it can leave I'm a let it 

Used to be N Luv With My Money, now I'm in love with my credit 

By the bar with they dollars I buy a building with debit 

Uh, I hit that Harlem Nights, It's goin prepare the storm 

Look up to the roof it's reindeer, feeling like Santa's home 

Famous bet that he could leave out with the baddest one 

Call her dot com cause she lookin like she Amazon 

Got her suit like T.I., and I got a hundred million more to go 

Boys in Texas D.E.Y. know they know like Shorty (Shawty) Lo 

Lil Boosie check out the bang, getting check ya shorty know 

Checkout my bank account they won't ever come up shorter low 

Woo, they be like Koopa you so cocky bro 

Cause I did everything that they say was impossible 

And I feel like a one man wrecking crew, what I need a posse for? 

All this ice on me like I got hit with hockey throat 

Duck, they say that they wanna have fun 

Feeling like Sliverspoons in the pool of the mansion 

See ya breast stroking in the nude and I had one 

So I'm a 'turn the camera on the pool', like Camron 

Had this chick in the crib, told me that I was difficult 

Told me I should go back to the days when I had the glistening too 

Then she tried to tell me I should go back to rap with, Who? 

Mappala Weezyana (yeah) I bet'cha that she gonna get the boot 

Kop, mother nature must of had a son 

Cause I'm flyer than the roof in the gigantic storm 

They say Mixtape Messiah here, haters prepare better to run 

When ya see me greemy like "Cannon" Cause I am a don 

HUH!