Chamillionaire - That's You lyrics

rate me

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

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)

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?