The Bill Collecta

[Chorus: Chamillionaire] Now you're in trouble Here comes the bill collecta Now-now you're in trouble Here comes the bill collecta [Krayzie] When I hang up my phone ya already know It's about to go down if you ain't got my paper When I hang up my phone ya already know It's about to go down if you ain't got my paper [Chamillionaire] Man... you knew that you had those warrants You kept ignoring those warnings You said that it was annoying Like makin them payments wasn't important Yo' tv in the pawn but you tell people it's in the storage And when the police pull you over you be givin' an oscar performance A ticket you can't afford it With expired plates on your taurus Your baby momma stay trippin cause none of them kids is supported You messed up every appointment Thats why you ain't got employment With spiderwebs in your wallet your pockets look like they haunted You always wanted to be famous, well you gonna get what you wanted America's most wanted, they 'bout to see ya up on it You normally move like a tortuise, but you get in your car and your floor it But you can't even escape cause the repo man got you cornered [Chorus] [Bridge: Chamillionaire] Better pick up your phone, better pick up your phone Seems like every time I call you I just get a dial tone Better pick up your phone, better pick up your phone Seems like every time I call you I just get a dial tone [Chamillionaire] Betta check the check the checker you checking. you ain't gotta profit And you try to hide until the repo man come and shake up dem pockets I'm talkin to you cause your rent is due and you ain't tryna drop it Til the lights turned off in your crib like lamps that ain't got no sockets They comin' to get what you got and you tryin to say you ain't got it You ain't paid a payment, a part of it, half a peice or deposit So I suggest that its best that you use some reason or logic Or the bill collect is comin' to come and see ya about it Got it? [Chorus] [Krayzie] Yall just betta have my dough because I'm comin around the corner hundred miles and gunnin Finna ride by dumpin' If anybody owe me somethin', then I strongly suggest you run it Yall better respect the bill collecta Or you'll get chin checked like the rest of 'em Never did joke when it come to the decimal When it come to gettin dough I'm a professional (fresh ya know) In it to win it I get to bombin in a minute Any and every thing over three digits These suckas they really think krayzie be slippin' But I'm here to tell em I den already bent em Money is a mission gotta have that dolla bill yall Fell its really enough to kill yall I might fall but I get right back up and still ball Stil raw Still get down with the buck bang So give me all my change Bust brains, cause I gotta maintain Got just enough game to get me paid Just enough aim to leave you laid Out on the pavement Down on the game Believe me You'll pay cause I got three hundred and fifty seven reasons [chorus]