Pimp Mode

Chamillionaire Ft. Bun B - Pimp Mode

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）

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 sexin'

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）

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 fuck 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

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.

Chamillionaire Ft. Bun B - Pimp Mode