Breathe
Chamillionaire Lyrics


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One, two, three (yeah), breathe (yeah)

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Tell me how you wanna floss (floss)
Universal, I'm the boss
Trust me that Chamillionaire is not the one to come across
Flooded thoughts (woo!)
They tryin to tell ya it's a drought
Until I pull something out, to show you what a leak about (show you what a leak about)
We the south (south) and y'all is just the heirs to air
'Cause when ya open up your hand, nothin but air is there (air is there)
Tryin to tear tags like the old Air Jordan pockets (why?)
'Cause soon as I saw it, I just knew I had to pop it
With a Rocket (woo!), 'cause Houston gotta cheer my name
And if they don't (what?), I'm a make 'em fear my pain
I'll explain (explain), 'cause I just put the madness on the pad
And everybody that think I'm talkin 'bout 'em gettin mad
Get your ad (ad), run along, take your little swag (take your little swag)
I'm quick to tell a chick, she ain't the (Best I Ever Had)
Picture that, invisible visual, so Kodak
Y'all need to come out the closet like old throwbacks
You're so whack (whack) and I am so exact
My dough thick, I'm so sick like it's no ex-lax
If I wanted to it's true that I could probably peel panels (true)
But snitches got the Federales tryin to feel flannels (woo!)
Yeah Radio One but I'm a start a ill channel
Channel set, diamonds make a fan call me "Clear Channel" (haha)
You get that love and they can't crack your nuts
I'm GTing in the streets, they like "that's what's up!" (what's up?)
Peep sideways towards the God, it's really blasphemy (yeah)
They on my website daily to stay attached to me (yeah)
They tellin lies, they livin somewhere in back of me
Actin like a groupie, super fruity, no daiquiri (no daiquiri)
Haha, you know a boss could spend
For every dollar that I spent, I swear I lost a friend
Caucasian Maserati and a awesome Benz
One white the other white, they the dopest twins (oh geez!)
Just follow me, no Twitter, I'm so realer (realer)
Bang, bang the rap game, I'm so Killer (Killer)
Mike/mic in my hand, I'm feelin like Godzilla
I'd still feel cooler than y'all with no scrilla (scrilla)
No gilla, gettin lost I'm never that, get a map
The jungle is crazy, so get a strap




It's a fact, the Benjamins' everywhere that I'm at
If he every disappear, I promise I'll get 'em back

Overall Meaning

Chamillionaire's "Breathe" serves as an excellent example of the rapper's braggadocious style. The song starts with Chamillionaire counting in, asking the listener to take a deep breath before diving into his lyrics. From the very beginning, he positions himself as superior to other rappers, establishing his dominance over the rap game. He uses a variety of metaphors and similes to convey his skills, likening himself to Godzilla and boasting about his cars, money, and power.


Throughout the rest of the song, Chamillionaire describes how he is always on the cusp of success, always one step ahead of his enemies. The lyrics are dense with wordplay and clever metaphors, making it easy to get lost in the wordplay. Chamillionaire doesn't shy away from calling out his haters and detractors, painting himself as a ruthless force to be reckoned with.


Ultimately, "Breathe" serves as an excellent example of Chamillionaire's style of rap. It's filled with wordplay and clever metaphors, and it establishes his dominance over the rap game. It's an excellent showcase of his skills and a great example of his unique style.


Line by Line Meaning

One, two, three (yeah), breathe (yeah)
Count one, two, three and take a deep breath


Tell me how you wanna floss (floss)
Tell me how you want to flaunt your wealth


Universal, I'm the boss
I am the boss of the entire rap scene


Trust me that Chamillionaire is not the one to come across
Do not mess with me, I am not one to be messed with


Flooded thoughts (woo!)
I have so many thoughts that they are overflowing like a flood


They tryin to tell ya it's a drought
They are trying to tell you that there is a scarcity of resources


Until I pull something out, to show you what a leak about (show you what a leak about)
Until I show you something that proves there is no scarcity


We the south (south) and y'all is just the heirs to air
We are the southern rappers and you are just inheriting nothing


'Cause when ya open up your hand, nothin but air is there (air is there)
When you open your hand, there is nothing there


Tryin to tear tags like the old Air Jordan pockets (why?)
Trying to rip off tags like the tags on old Air Jordan sneakers


'Cause soon as I saw it, I just knew I had to pop it
Because as soon as I saw it, I knew I had to buy it


With a Rocket (woo!), 'cause Houston gotta cheer my name
With a Rocket, because Houston has to cheer for me


And if they don't (what?), I'm a make 'em fear my pain
And if they don't cheer for me, I will make them regret it


I'll explain (explain), 'cause I just put the madness on the pad
Let me explain, because I just wrote down my thoughts on paper


And everybody that think I'm talkin 'bout 'em gettin mad
And everyone who thinks I am talking about them will get angry


Get your ad (ad), run along, take your little swag (take your little swag)
Get your advertisement, leave, and take your little bit of style with you


I'm quick to tell a chick, she ain't the (Best I Ever Had)
I have no problem telling a girl that she is not the best I have had


Picture that, invisible visual, so Kodak
Imagine that, an image you can't see, but it's worth capturing


Y'all need to come out the closet like old throwbacks
You guys need to admit your true selves just like old retro clothes


You're so whack (whack) and I am so exact
You are terrible and I am precise


My dough thick, I'm so sick like it's no ex-lax
My money is abundant and I am so cool it's like I don't need a laxative


If I wanted to it's true that I could probably peel panels (true)
If I wanted to, I could probably steal cars


But snitches got the Federales tryin to feel flannels (woo!)
But informants have the federal government investigating us


Yeah Radio One but I'm a start a ill channel
I am on Radio One, but I will start my own sick channel


Channel set, diamonds make a fan call me 'Clear Channel' (haha)
My channel is set, and my diamonds are so clear that my fans call me Clear Channel


You get that love and they can't crack your nuts
You receive love that cannot be taken away


I'm GTing in the streets, they like 'that's what's up!' (what's up?)
I am driving a GT in the streets and people admire it


Peep sideways towards the God, it's really blasphemy (yeah)
Glancing to the side towards God is considered blasphemy


They on my website daily to stay attached to me (yeah)
They visit my website every day to stay connected to me


They tellin lies, they livin somewhere in back of me
They are lying and living somewhere behind me


Actin like a groupie, super fruity, no daiquiri (no daiquiri)
Acting like a groupie, very weird, not a daiquiri


Haha, you know a boss could spend
You know a boss could spend money


For every dollar that I spent, I swear I lost a friend
For every dollar I spent, I lost a friend


Caucasian Maserati and a awesome Benz
A white Maserati and a great Mercedes-Benz


One white the other white, they the dopest twins (oh geez!)
Both are white and they are the best siblings


Just follow me, no Twitter, I'm so realer (realer)
Just follow me, not on Twitter, I am more authentic


Bang, bang the rap game, I'm so Killer (Killer)
I am so Killer, I destroy the rap game


Mike/mic in my hand, I'm feelin like Godzilla
With a microphone in my hand, I feel like a monster like Godzilla


I'd still feel cooler than y'all with no scrilla (scrilla)
I would still feel cooler than all of you without any money


No gilla, gettin lost I'm never that, get a map
No gorilla, I never get lost, get a map


The jungle is crazy, so get a strap
The jungle is wild, so bring a gun


It's a fact, the Benjamins' everywhere that I'm at
It's a fact, money is everywhere that I go


If he every disappear, I promise I'll get 'em back
If he disappears, I promise to get him back




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Comments from YouTube:

satownsl210

i always loved this beat ever since fab came out with his song, but now since cham made it his own its even better!

Gz LoC

Fire this coming from ny 😭

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