Chamillionaire, Paul Wall - Weatherman lyrics

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

Yeah man, me and Paul just goin'
2 different direction man
Know what I'm sayin'
He decided to go back to the Swishahouse
And I decided not to ya know what I'm sayin'?
I'm just tryin' 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 doin' my own thing
Chamillitary Entertainment
And ya already know in this man
A lil somethin' 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 somethin' 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

I'm the weatherman ain't nobody
Stoppin' my reign
Alot of watered down rappers still
Hot cuz I came i'ma forest fire ain't nobody
Stoppin' my flame
Can't nobody stop me from stockin' my change

I'm the weatherman ain't nobody
Stoppin' my reign on top of my game
Decapitate the top show and bang
They knockin' 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
Checkin' 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
Spittin' fire like if I had
A mouth full of lighters
I'm countin' 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

Uh, it's just the lil bad weatherman
Raindrops drop on ya pours
They sick of them boys
Pullin' 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 workin' pat'na
Ya shirt is prada, how come ya
Flow ain't worth a dollar, holla
Chamillion's insane niggas gonna complain
Can't explain why ya girl wanna give
Me brain and run a train
Niggas runnin' in shame
Tellin' them to run in train
The Lizard stepped in the game
And started runnin' 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 glistenin' jaw
Don't open the door fa' sure
Time for bad weather y'all, let it reign

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 ballin' star, you a fallin' star
All used up like no minutes on a callin' card
I'm the bank you ain't nothin'
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 needin' ya palm
Watchin' thorn or outside a dorm
Humpin' ya horn ya heart torn
You get warned down the scarecrow and
A crop full of corn
Grab an umbrella cuz them
Boys bringin' the storm