Weatherman (Bonus Track)

(album: Mixtape Messiah - 2004)

[Chamillionaire Insert From "In Love With My Money"]
Big Swangaz and Vouges
Them 20 inches sittin low
We Ball 24's 7's all that we know
Screens and neon lights gon show
When my trunk unlock pop and show
Ya already know
Paint drippin off the door
Not engaged with no lady, fall in love with 'em no!
You may think I'm crazy never knew this type of love before
I'm love with my foreign, yes I'm married to my dough...
I'm in love with my money

[Chamillionaire Talking]
Yeah man, me and Paul just going 2 different direction man
Know what I'm saying, he decided to go back to the Swishahouse
And I decided not to ya know what I'm sayin'?
I'm just trying to do my thing right now
And hopefully we'll turn this into a major label debut
when "Controversy" sells ya feel me?
But uh, uh we both are with Paid In Full
I'm not on Paid In Full Records no more, no longer on contract
I'm doing my own thing, Chamillitary Entertainment
and ya already know in this man
A lil something for the fans
I'ma let you hear the first song we did off of "Get Ya Mind Correct"
Ya ain't know I had this did ya?
--A lil something for the fans
I'ma let y'all hear the first song we actually did on "Get Ya Mind Correct"
It's called "Weatherman", y'all ain't know I still had this did y'all-haha

[Chorus Paul Wall]
I'm the weatherman ain't nobody stopping my reign
Alot of watered down rappers still hot cuz I came
I'ma forest fire ain't nobody stopping my flame
Can't nobody stop me from stocking my change
[repeat]

[Paul Wall]
I'm the weatherman ain't nobody stopping my reign
On top of my game, decapitate the top show and bang
They knocking my fame and biz' cuz of rocks in my watch
If you was smart you'd watch the golds that's on top of my crotch
The rocks in my watch, is more then a Rocky Sandlot
You jealous cuz you bought diamonds from diamond shamrock
Look, all recruiters should be checking my stats
I cross competition over shake em' dead in they tracks
I pack an axe by my way, bodyguard by my biscuit
Make money, lose money never afraid to risk it
I don't get writers block, I block other writers
Spitting fire like if I had a mouth full of lighters
I'm counting so much money that I caught a hand-cramp
I date models you date girls that went to band camp
I'ma hurricane, you just a gust of wind
I'm on fire, you just ashes and dust my friend

[Chamillionaire]
Uh, it's just the lil bad weatherman, raindrops drop on ya pours
They sick of them boys, pulling up in ridiculous cars
Ain't no ones, sicker then are's the wizard of oz
Couldn't give you a bigger brain and make you rich as them boys
Young Koopa the weatherman, he lelay his weatherband
With drank in a metal can, wanna stop him get a better plan
That one you got, that ain't really working pat'na
Ya shirt is prada, how come ya flow ain't worth a dollar, holla
Chamillion's insane niggaz gonna complain
Can't explain why ya girl wanna give me brain and run a train
Niggaz running in shame, telling them to run in train
The Lizard stepped in the game and started running thangs
If ya can't sleep anymore while the raindrops pour
And you look our your window and hear footsteps on the floor
If you saw a crooked smile and a glistening jaw
Don't open the door fa' sure time for bad weather y'all, let it reign

[Paul Wall]
Bad weather's ruin about, if you travel my route
It's time to flood the market, cuz there's been a drought
Review the resume, my team is undefeatable
You fabricate ya life with stories unbelievable
I'ma balling star, you a falling star
All used up like no minutes on a calling card
I'm the bank you ain't nothing but a dollar or two
You just sand on a beach, and I'm the wave that swallows you
Nobody follows you, your like bad directions
Ya life needs an eraser, there's to many corrections
Ever since I was born, I've been far from the norm
I'm the one that kept ya girl warm when you was gone
Now you and ya born needing ya palm
Watching thorn or outside a dorm, humping ya horn ya heart torn
You get warned down the scarecrow and a crop full of corn
Grab an umbrella cuz them boys bringing the storm

[Chamillionaire Shouts-Out to DJ's]