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Chamillionaire

Pimp Mode

 

Pimp Mode

(album: Ultimate Victory - 2007)


Chamillionaire

Yeah
Let her go, let her go, let her go, let her go
Chamillitary-man yeaah
Pimp Mode, You know I stay in Pimp Mode
You know I stay in Pimp Mode yea
Let her go (she wanna leave)
Let her go (then you gotta let her breathe baby)
Let her go (But if you wanna stay make sure you wipe your feet off on the floor before you
step through the door) (Chamillitary-Man)

[Chorus]
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Got the top down on a fresh set of those fo's
And I push it real slow, slow, slow
I pimp the Caddy real slow, real slow, real slow
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Put the game on them, you know how the rest go, You know how the rest go, go, go
You know I be in Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode

Picture me listening while she begging (beggin')
That ain't even my style (style), thats a penalty or a foul (foul)
Hit the sideline and sit down (down)
I ain't even tripping bout how many my numbers that she gon dial (dial)
You'll get ejected from the game now (now)
Watch reality hit ya like pow (pow)
You know my stacks will stay stacking
Knowing they hate so I'ma stay packing
Knowing Chamillionaire got what they lacking
having them ladys showin they back in
Continental Lincoln just stretching
Stash is hiding my weapon
Baby flashing her fleshing
Hoping its her that im sexing
Yes, I'm staying fresh just like Mannie
'Bout to go hit my spot in Miami
Now that i won I'm putting my Grammy
On the grill and hood of my Candy
She talking bout can we, can we what?
Please take another vacation?
And I'm like take another vacation
You gonna have to sit and stay patient
I control her and remote her
She doing just what I told her
Got her phone book in my phone yea
somewhere up in my folder
I stay choosing em like a voter
I Told her I'll promote her
Pinky shining like its solar
Game colder than a polar (hold up)

[Chorus]
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Got the top down on a fresh set of those fo's
And I push it real slow, slow, slow
I pimp the Caddy real slow, real slow, real slow
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Put the game on them, you know how the rest go, You know how the rest go, go, go
You know I be in Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode

[Bun B]
Well it's a sunny day in the city
With syrup and Sunny D
Flipping through Sunny Side
Trying to get me some money g
Down South on the South Side
Where car seats are super-soft
If you Trill we can conversate
If you ain't I'll blow ya off
Bun B, the King of the Trill
The one and the only mayne
My roof lining is swede
My seats is pony mayne
My air-forces is crocodile
Candy and Do Do mayne
So when i step out
I'm steppin out fly
Thats fa'sho tho mayne
Now Cadillac cars
The machine 26's
Sitting clean, cup full of promethazine for the lean, naw mean (naw mean)
Sittin taller than Yao-Ming
Cut the corner, them hatas
fall back and start bawing
Lookin regal in the Regal
Presidential in the Lincoln
A Balla in the Beama
Man what the fuck was you thinkin'?
Me and Koopa wouldn't shine
We got u boys sweating
Playa, Texas is a grind-house
Ask Robert and Quentin we be pimpin

[Chorus]
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Got the top down on a fresh set of those fo's
And I push it real slow, slow, slow
I pimp the Caddy real slow, real slow, real slow
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Put the game on them, you know how the rest go, You know how the rest go, go, go
You know I be in Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode
Pimp Mode,

Mmm You in the presence of a playa
In the presence of a playa (yea)
Mmm I aint gonna be the one to save ya
I ain't gonna be the one to save ya
Mmm you in the presence of a playa
In the presence of a playa
Mmm I aint gonna be the one to save ya
I ain't gonna be the one to save ya

Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Got the top down on a fresh set of those fo's
And I push it real slow, slow, slow
I pimp the Caddy real slow, real slow, real slow
Let me hop right into Pimp Mode
Put the game on them, you know how the rest go, You know how the rest go, go, go
You know I be in Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode
Pimp Mode,

[Girl:] What you mean you ain't gonna save me? I don't need nobody to save me.
[Koopa:] Oh yea?
[Girl:] And you talking bout Pimp? P.I.M.P?
[Koopa:] In the flesh.
[Girl:] You know what that mean to me?
[Koopa:] What?
[Girl:] Paper in my pocket.
[Koopa:] hahaha
[Girl:] Now pull out your credit card and lets see if you can make my bank account pregnent.
[Koopa:] Naw, You crazy.
[Girl:] What color is your card? Oh is it black?
[Koopa:] American Express
[Girl:] Cause if it ain't you need to step your game up. Rookie.
[Koopa:] Maaan, who you calling a rookie? Get up out my car.
[Girl:] Uh, I was just playing baby. You know I Love you.
[Koopa:] Yea, Alright. I hope you love to walk. Get out.

done

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