You Must Be Crazy Songtext
von Chamillionaire
You Must Be Crazy Songtext
Chamillionaire is so crazy
Look at the face of the media like you, crazy
You thought I′d fall, I'm sorry dawg ya, crazy
Mirror mirror, on the wall you are, crazy
I wonder if it′s still called memory loss
If you can't remember the last time you lost, aha
Yeah
The only time I lose, is when it's my memory
Haters comin′ around here, talkin′ about "Remember me?"
Naw amnesia, Cham leader apparently
You were just a follower, now I'm about to set a speed
If they can′t keep up, with no one ahead of me
Victory is just, what I said I can achieve
'Bout to be trouble, you scared? I think you betta leave
Hope you don′t have asthma ahum, go head and breathe
Yeah, pull out your inhaler
You're going to have to catch a breath for this one
This the victory lap
Yeah
Garage lift up, it′ll create some enemies
Got that "S-S" in the middle of it like Tennessee
Sorry but the Ferarri there, isn't friend-ly
The engine be runnin' pvroom, like it′s scared of keys
If she a freak don′t handcuff her, just let her be
Get your G's, like five letters after the letter B
Photocopy, couldn′t possibly find a better me
Hot, like two letters after the letter C
In the name of gang, that's been runnin′ the game
Help me explain and tell 'em, Chamillitary mayne
I am a hustla, you gotta pay me
No time to sleep, I′m in the streets on the daily
When you a hustla, no bein' lazy
I got it whenever you need it, just page me
Hustla music
Hustla music
Hustla music
I'm hustlin′ music
You thinkin′, you thinkin' I′ma lose baby
Either you stupid or you gotta be crazy
You ready Famous?
Hold up, I gotta take these twenty G's and take ′em to the bank G, handle up
Alright fo' sho, I got it
Yeah!
The Hype Williams, to y′all rookies you know that this is
A motion picture so sick, that I call it motion sickness
Jonathan Manyon the manuscript, so hold ya pictures
Just like you posin' for strippers and tryin' show ya riches
Materialistic, I got a lot materials
Um, I gotta lot of, uhh Chamnesia
I′d probably break up with my own self and go solo
Versus for a promo, oh no
I′m a monster
I be cummin' like dicks, no homo
A lil′ to gangsta for them flicks, no photos
I'm high like gas, rose sticks and blow dodo
Aha that Texas (shit), fo′ shodo
Fresh of the underground circuit
Straight into this overground circus, (clown ass)
I'ma do numbers like the lotto
Shoot ′trone straight out the bottle
You not lookin' at a role model
So, I say it one time and one time only, (say it)
Not ya buddy, not a pal, or ya homie
You know me
I am a hustla, you gotta pay me
No time to sleep, I'm in the streets on the daily
When you a hustla, no bein′ lazy
I got it whenever you need it, just page me
Hustla music
Hustla music
Hustla music
I′m hustlin' music
You thinkin′, you thinkin' I′ma lose baby
Either you stupid or you gotta be crazy
I'm like Bruh Man on the fifth flo′
'Cept I'm comin′ in through the front do′
I ain't gotta use the window
Let′s go
Now please pass my passport, because of it
I got groupies with longer hair than Cousin It
Brazilian ladies who tell me, "This bra just doesn't fit"
Twins in two rooms, try to make me double dip
Should of known I would win yeah, you thought you had it (what?)
Like my cars and my weapon, that is automatic
This the part of the horror flick
Where the white lady trips and falls
And me and Famous escape with the millions
Haha!
Two heavy weights from the Lone Star State
And if thirty′s the new twenty, I've been high since eight, (haha)
Me flop, just wait, not turn blue (nigga)
Tell ′em that I'm Famous, thought I was a new (nigga)
Thought you knew (nigga), when I'm applyin′ pressure
The brothers play the back, lookin′ like some rhymin' extras
′Cause I'm the star of the movie, can′t move me
Don't try either, either
I′ma roast you then Bake-er like Anita
Fuck (hot), my records got the feva - stop actin' like a diva
They tellin' Cham how they feelin′ me
I′m a Universal asset, ya whole team liability
So I ain't finna leave, so you ain′t finna breathe
I could cut it up, or keep it cool like the winter breeze
My piece and chain symbolize respect
My mouth piece symbolize a check, yep, (Chamillitary mayne)
No kids here, so how you gonna play me?
Boy tryin' cash out, so how you gonna pay me?
I am a hustla, you gotta pay me
No time to sleep, I′m in the streets on the daily
When you a hustla, no bein' lazy
I got it whenever you need it, just page me
The hustla of all hustlas, I′ll sell ya somethin' I borrow
Sell night to the day, and then sell today to tomorrow
(No money, don't even bother) Got some paper then call her
Call George Bush′s daughter, I′ll sell her Katrina water
Why?
Just to get at her father, just so they have some evidence
I'm slick enough to take precedence from the president
America′s worse nightmare, is right here
I stay sizzlin' like flares, look up, pheerrm
It′s quite clear, it's my year ′til I hear
Somebody smoother, then I'm the ruler, I'm like where
Is he at just let me know I′ma bury him
Under the rocks in the bottom of my aquarium
The chances of me losin′ this time are very slim
If he was bright, then I'm turnin′ him down to very dim
If it ain't me in the sequel, then there will be no sequel
You know the obvious reason is ′cause there is no equal.
Look at the face of the media like you, crazy
You thought I′d fall, I'm sorry dawg ya, crazy
Mirror mirror, on the wall you are, crazy
I wonder if it′s still called memory loss
If you can't remember the last time you lost, aha
Yeah
The only time I lose, is when it's my memory
Haters comin′ around here, talkin′ about "Remember me?"
Naw amnesia, Cham leader apparently
You were just a follower, now I'm about to set a speed
If they can′t keep up, with no one ahead of me
Victory is just, what I said I can achieve
'Bout to be trouble, you scared? I think you betta leave
Hope you don′t have asthma ahum, go head and breathe
Yeah, pull out your inhaler
You're going to have to catch a breath for this one
This the victory lap
Yeah
Garage lift up, it′ll create some enemies
Got that "S-S" in the middle of it like Tennessee
Sorry but the Ferarri there, isn't friend-ly
The engine be runnin' pvroom, like it′s scared of keys
If she a freak don′t handcuff her, just let her be
Get your G's, like five letters after the letter B
Photocopy, couldn′t possibly find a better me
Hot, like two letters after the letter C
In the name of gang, that's been runnin′ the game
Help me explain and tell 'em, Chamillitary mayne
I am a hustla, you gotta pay me
No time to sleep, I′m in the streets on the daily
When you a hustla, no bein' lazy
I got it whenever you need it, just page me
Hustla music
Hustla music
Hustla music
I'm hustlin′ music
You thinkin′, you thinkin' I′ma lose baby
Either you stupid or you gotta be crazy
You ready Famous?
Hold up, I gotta take these twenty G's and take ′em to the bank G, handle up
Alright fo' sho, I got it
Yeah!
The Hype Williams, to y′all rookies you know that this is
A motion picture so sick, that I call it motion sickness
Jonathan Manyon the manuscript, so hold ya pictures
Just like you posin' for strippers and tryin' show ya riches
Materialistic, I got a lot materials
Um, I gotta lot of, uhh Chamnesia
I′d probably break up with my own self and go solo
Versus for a promo, oh no
I′m a monster
I be cummin' like dicks, no homo
A lil′ to gangsta for them flicks, no photos
I'm high like gas, rose sticks and blow dodo
Aha that Texas (shit), fo′ shodo
Fresh of the underground circuit
Straight into this overground circus, (clown ass)
I'ma do numbers like the lotto
Shoot ′trone straight out the bottle
You not lookin' at a role model
So, I say it one time and one time only, (say it)
Not ya buddy, not a pal, or ya homie
You know me
I am a hustla, you gotta pay me
No time to sleep, I'm in the streets on the daily
When you a hustla, no bein′ lazy
I got it whenever you need it, just page me
Hustla music
Hustla music
Hustla music
I′m hustlin' music
You thinkin′, you thinkin' I′ma lose baby
Either you stupid or you gotta be crazy
I'm like Bruh Man on the fifth flo′
'Cept I'm comin′ in through the front do′
I ain't gotta use the window
Let′s go
Now please pass my passport, because of it
I got groupies with longer hair than Cousin It
Brazilian ladies who tell me, "This bra just doesn't fit"
Twins in two rooms, try to make me double dip
Should of known I would win yeah, you thought you had it (what?)
Like my cars and my weapon, that is automatic
This the part of the horror flick
Where the white lady trips and falls
And me and Famous escape with the millions
Haha!
Two heavy weights from the Lone Star State
And if thirty′s the new twenty, I've been high since eight, (haha)
Me flop, just wait, not turn blue (nigga)
Tell ′em that I'm Famous, thought I was a new (nigga)
Thought you knew (nigga), when I'm applyin′ pressure
The brothers play the back, lookin′ like some rhymin' extras
′Cause I'm the star of the movie, can′t move me
Don't try either, either
I′ma roast you then Bake-er like Anita
Fuck (hot), my records got the feva - stop actin' like a diva
They tellin' Cham how they feelin′ me
I′m a Universal asset, ya whole team liability
So I ain't finna leave, so you ain′t finna breathe
I could cut it up, or keep it cool like the winter breeze
My piece and chain symbolize respect
My mouth piece symbolize a check, yep, (Chamillitary mayne)
No kids here, so how you gonna play me?
Boy tryin' cash out, so how you gonna pay me?
I am a hustla, you gotta pay me
No time to sleep, I′m in the streets on the daily
When you a hustla, no bein' lazy
I got it whenever you need it, just page me
The hustla of all hustlas, I′ll sell ya somethin' I borrow
Sell night to the day, and then sell today to tomorrow
(No money, don't even bother) Got some paper then call her
Call George Bush′s daughter, I′ll sell her Katrina water
Why?
Just to get at her father, just so they have some evidence
I'm slick enough to take precedence from the president
America′s worse nightmare, is right here
I stay sizzlin' like flares, look up, pheerrm
It′s quite clear, it's my year ′til I hear
Somebody smoother, then I'm the ruler, I'm like where
Is he at just let me know I′ma bury him
Under the rocks in the bottom of my aquarium
The chances of me losin′ this time are very slim
If he was bright, then I'm turnin′ him down to very dim
If it ain't me in the sequel, then there will be no sequel
You know the obvious reason is ′cause there is no equal.
Writer(s): Hakeem Sariki, David Burke Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com