Chamillionaire - Pimp Mode lyrics

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 listenin' while she beggin' (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 trippin' 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 stackin' Knowin' they hate so I'ma stay packin' Knowin' Chamillionaire got what they lackin' havin' them ladys showin they back in Continental Lincoln just stretchin' Stash is hidin' my weapon Baby flashin' her fleshin' Hopin' its her that im s**in' Yes, I'm stayin' fresh just like Mannie 'Bout to go hit my spot in Miami Now that i won I'm puttin' my Grammy On the grill and hood of my Candy She talkin' 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 doin' just what I told her Got her phone book in my phone yea somewhere up in my folder I stay choosin' em like a voter I Told her I'll promote her Pinky shinin' 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 Flippin' through Sunny Side Tryin' 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 linin' 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 Sittin' 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 f** was you thinkin'? Me and Koopa wouldn't shine We got u boys sweatin' 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 talkin' 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 callin' a rookie? Get up out my car. [Girl:] Uh, I was just playin' baby. You know I Love you. [Koopa:] Yea, Alright. I hope you love to walk. Get out.