Chamillionaire

[fox69]

"Overnight"

"Overnight"


Ain't do this overnight

[Hook:]
State chase and pavements
Hard times done changed in
I can't be slaving now
Ain't do this overnight
I know you're thinking
This life is really amazing
Ain't do this overnight
Look at all the non-sense I've been through
So called beef with you know who
Did it myself why don't you
Why don't you
Ain't do this overnight
Don't expect help when it all fall through
Everyone will tell you it's all on you
Fight or run what you gonna do
What you gonna
Ain't do this overnight

[Verse 1:]
Everybody saying that they want the life
But everybody thinking that it's overnight
They say you want to win but you know the price
Ain't do this overnight
Have a little chick that was known to gripe
Early in the morn I was on the flight
I don't really know if it was wrong or right
But I, Ain't do this overnight
Always did it big way before the hype
I'm just trying to live let me roll the dice
Gotta be the boss can I own my life?
Ain't do this overnight
But wanna tell me this shit for show my type
My jewelry looking like I just went on a heist
Garage full of SUV's and motorbikes
See I always realized that it was more to life
Now I'm back to this I'm on rapping trips
Classy chicks that wanna have a kiss
When I was walking in the mailbox etcetera
With the stacking chips that share packet jets
Had a bucket list to get a platinum wrist
Have platinum shift and get a platinum disc
Was a level I ain't even have to hit
You isn't there you ain't even done half of this
And now they tellin me they really want the old school back
But where was you at when the old school act
Got exposed to crack for the local rats who were laughing
When they saw the tires go to flat
Tell my enemies that I was born to win
I bet you never go against the boy again
You a historian go check the facts
I ain't going back keep your delorean

[Hook:]
State chase and pavements
Hard times done changed in
I can't be slaving now
Ain't do this overnight
I know you're thinking
This life is really amazing
Ain't do this overnight
Look at all the non-sense I've been through
So called beef with you know who
Did it myself why don't you
Why don't you
Ain't do this overnight
Don't expect help when it all fall through
Everyone will tell you it's all on you
Fight or run what you gonna do
What you gonna
Ain't do this overnight

[Verse 2:]
Lost a label then made a label
My partner tried to be Cain and Abel
Y'all see what sipping that hater rave do
Ain't do this overnight
They tried to say, you let money change you
I wasn't never no perfect angel
But you lazy acting like you disabled
Ain't do this overnight
This decision is proving fatal
Time you spent away might decay you
I see myself in that ex and tell you
Source magazine on that coffee table
9 to 5 to let y'all betray you
Playing your moves until day delay you
Most of record companies hate to pay you
But your lawyer gotta get paid to save you
I work the feet I don't work for free
There's no limit you would think purchase me
What works for them just don't work for me
So don't purchase one just go purchase three
Now they say the game is in surgery
They need a doctor so they gonna surf for me
I put on the gloves and insert the needle
Hope I'm executing this perfectly
Now I'm feeling like it's back to the basics
Look I'm a make it out the matrix
Don't believe me just watch
Can see it then you better get lasik
Make this money but I never let the money make me
Hey money tell me what you done for me lately
See me and you ain't even cut from the same tree
Same prof and my boss let 'em see in HD

[Hook: x2]
State chase and pavements
Hard times done changed in
I can't be slaving now
Ain't do this overnight
I know you're thinking
This life is really amazing
Ain't do this overnight
Look at all the non-sense I've been through
So called beef with you know who
Did it myself why don't you
Why don't you
Ain't do this overnight
Don't expect help when it all fall through
Everyone will tell you it's all on you
Fight or run what you gonna do
What you gonna
Ain't do this overnight

 

[fox69]

"Panky Rang (Interlude)"
(feat. Rasaq)

"Panky Rang (Interlude)"
(feat. Rasaq)



[Intro - Rasaq (Chamillionaire)]
(Big Diamond Rangs [3x]) Yeah, Rasaq boy
(Diamond-Diamond Rangs [2x]) Color Changin' Click
(Big Diamond Rangs [3x]) Haters bow down and kiss the pinky rang mayne
(Big Diamond Rang) Ay

[Hook - Rasaq]
Ay you could tell by my (pinky rang that I'm so throwed)
Ay, Uh-Ey - Ay you could tell by my (pinky rang that I pull hoes)
Ay, Uh-Ey - Ay you could tell by my (pinky rang that I'm so cold)
Ay, Uh-Ey - Ay [Chamillionaire:] Diamond-Diamond Rangs [2x]

[Rasaq]
(Ay, Yeah, Rasaq boy)
Look at my panky, look at my ring (ring)
Presto-Elocazine when I step on the scene (on the scene)
That's a magic show (magic show)
watch the baguettes glow
My mouth like a garden 18 carrots in a row (in a row)
Propped on vogues 22's on top of those
Top down slow while my popped trunk glow
What them boys talkin' bout my doors aqua blue (aqua blue)
When I park in my driveway it's a ocean front view (front view)
When I'm on the street, 22's spin around
Call the NFL my slab bout to touchdown (down)
Grippin' on pine (pine), and with them dollars on my mind (mind)
Platinum in my taste, nickel plate in my waistline (waistline)
Look at my panky hoe, look at my rocks (rocks)
Diamonds cuttin' blocks (blocks) same size as a X-Box (X-Box)
Boys try to hate but they be fake and when they speak it's hater-ation
They too cheap to imitate him so they get the imitations
I'm demostratin' how to get Benjamin Franklin's
And red-bones achin' for immediate penetration
Presidential paper got me past the mayor
alligator in my Navigator anaconda in my LeSabre
Second-graders chase the slab like it's a new flavor
peach-cobbler on the door while my seats vanilla wafer (MAN!)

[Hook - Rasaq]
Ay you could tell by my (pinky rang that I'm so throwed)
Ay, Uh-Ey - Ay you could tell by my (pinky rang that I pull hoes)
Ay, Uh-Ey - Ay you could tell by my (pinky rang that I'm so cold)
Ay, Uh-Ey - Ay [Chamillionaire:] Diamond-Diamond Rangs [2x]

[Rasaq]
Look at my pinky, look at my ring (ring)
Bet ya see it glow (glow), bet you see it gleam (gleam)
Diamonds cuttin' corners like the crease in my jeans (in my jeans)
Ice as a white as styrofoam when niggaz sip the lean (sip the lean)
Lookin' so cold in my throwed bezantine
I'ma pull a star when I step on the scene (scene)
Teeth lookin' clean (clean), it's not listerine
guls starin' in my mouth like it's built wit' TV screens (TV screens)
I asked Vanna White, to give my 3 V's
Vivica, VVS's, and a V-12 machine
The first ones a fox (fox)
The second ones a rock (rock)
The third is a coupe with a roof with no top (top)
I pull it off the lot, trunk gon' pop
Grip the steerin'-wheel with my pinky on top
It means that it's propped (propped)
propped in the air
Just so you can see it
yeah nigga get a stare (get a stayaare)
You should catch a glimpse, nigga I'ma pimp
I got princesses' so that makes me a prince
My collar gettin' pinched, I slide on twenty inch
I iced out my ring froze off my finger-prints (MAN!)

[Hook - Rasaq]
Ay you could tell by my (pinky rang that I'm so throwed)
Ay, Uh-Ey - Ay you could tell by my (pinky rang that I pull hoes)
Ay, Uh-Ey - Ay you could tell by my (pinky rang that I'm so cold)
Ay, Uh-Ey - Ay [Chamillionaire:] Diamond-Diamond Rangs [4x]

 

[fox69]

"Passenger Seat"
(feat. Short Dawg)

"Passenger Seat"
(feat. Short Dawg)



[Intro - Chamillionaire]
(Got the slab talkin 'bout)
Swang down and ride with me (got the slab talkin 'bout), yeah
Swang down and ride with me

[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
As I slide through on fo's
You know that the baddest women wanna get chose
I got 'em talkin about, swang down, sweet cherry or lemon ride
Hop into my passenger side
As I slide through on fo's
You know that the baddest women wanna get chose
Talkin about swang down
So go on let me show ya how we do it on that Southside

[Chamillionaire - talking over the end of the Chorus]
Swang down with me
Here lizard, lizard, lizard

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Let's give a toast to all these losers that cuff broads (uh)
Without y'all there wouldn't even be none of us dog (nah)
I'm always fresh, ain't never nothin to dust off
So much good game in my brain, they thinkin this must cost (must cost)
Don't trust talk, ya silly rabbit
Thought that I'd give her carrots/karats and cabbage but no I haven't
Chasin the same chicks like it ain't no more on the planet (uh)
Act like you wasn't with it like Justin after that Janet
Incident, I'm convinced that there's plenty of little sensitive
rappers, really actors, numbers that's probably infinite
Thought that I shouldn't mention it after gettin all intimate (what's up?)
You hear 'em talkin in person like it's a Pimpin skit (hold up)
They serenadin in this rap game G
They package it and call it "Pimpin," what this crap ain't free?
You're chasin groupies, buyin 'em Gucci, haha, that can't be
I'm livin just like Tom and Jerry 'cause the cat chase me (come on)

[Chorus]

[Short Dawg - talking over the end of the Chorus]
Yeah
It's your boy Shorty, know what I mean?
Yeah

[Verse 2 - Short Dawg]
(Shorty Wanna Ride) with me, Young Buck
She see me comin down swingin like nunchucks
Them Texas plates'll make a sexy face bum rush (come on)
Stacks on deck, pockets lookin like Sun Trust (damn)
I chunks up the Southside when I pass (uh)
84's glass, cops out there harass (with my)
Mug on mean, glocks off in the stash (and the)
Slab so clean, tops off and the jazz (woo)
And I'm gettin to the money (money), fifties, twenties, hundreds (hundreds)
Don't worry about how nigga, just know that it's comin (comin)
These rappers gettin punished (why?) 'cause I spits fire
On the road to the riches, passin by you hitchhikers
Told my niggaz when I make then we can all ball (switch)
So I'm gonna grind 'til my money tall as Pau Gasol (that's right)
I'm respected like a rabbi (uh huh), young but I'm mad fly (fresh)
Plus I got 'em starin like a glass eye, as I

[Chorus]

[Break - Chamillionaire]
I'm yellin "hey Ms. Parker (Parker), we both should take a ride in my Charger
I hope that you won't pass up this offer girl
'Cause you know I drop ya back off tomorrow, yeah"
I'm yellin "hey Ms. Parker (Parker), just walk up to my car when I call ya
I got to let ya know that ya gorgeous girl
And ya know that I wanna really know ya
So I'm yellin hey, hey ...

[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
You frontin like I ain't your biggest business
(You) better do more than dishes, (you) better have more than pennies
I've been a rebel I told you, these corporate losers can't deal with me (uh)
Get old, we gonna live like the Beverly Trillbillies
The real dilly, careful when seatin 'em (why?)
'Cause nowadays they shirt and they bag be filled up with helium
Won't deduct no points if your shirt is an extra medium
But if you supersizin the truth, then I'm probably eatin in (hold up)
The dash is digital, diamonds are individuals (uh)
What I'm here to do is to give ya woman a physical
I'm who she give it to, this point in her life is pivotal
Could be the last time that she ever see an invisible - roof
Haha, I'm such a dog

[Outro/Chorus - Chamillionaire]
As I slide through on fo's
You know that the baddest women wanna get chose
I got 'em talkin about, swang down, sweet cherry or lemon ride
Hop into my passenger side
As I slide through on fo's
You already know ya women wanna get chose
Talkin about swang down and ride with me (in my passenger seat)

 

[fox69]

"Peepin' Me"

"Peepin' Me"


[Hook]
I can tell by the way that you peepin me
That you havin some thoughts about freakin me
But if you walk up and just speak to me
And tell me what you like we'll hook up tonight yeah
I can tell by the way that you peepin me
That you haven't been satisfied recently
Haven't been wit a p.i.m.p. like me
But if thats what you like your in luck tonight yeah

[Verse 1]
yeah black dickies, black vehicle, pull up on black dubs
Durin that party im in the block pullin them freaks for afta
Nothing gets a broad looser than a stack of cash does
So them rims bigger than dubs let me see how they math was
Count them inches
They peepin as the truck get suspended
Fellin spended
Got a stack and im gone use it till its ended
Ima spend it on the bottle after I get bartended
Ima walk up and choose you hope ypur friends don't get affended
Ima playa
I don't dance what I gotta dance for
I just pick hoes from the bar
And take em off the dance floor
Wit a chick in the club posted up in the back of
That club got a girl but i'm actin like a bachlor
Snach her
Can't tell me that she ain't ready for the part
Lights, camra, action act like she ain't never seen a star
Seen the corner of your eye looking this way at the bar
Slip you out of them cuffs cuz yo nigga ain't on his job

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
In the club you backin it up im lovin what i see and a
Doin it like its yo b-day
Hopein you can back it up me way
Tellin me patna give a 100 dollars to the d.j.
So he can play that song again I see the instant replay
I can tell that you lovein all the attention
Of the boys thats trying to snatch ya
Hopin that they just keep attendin
Cuz you know who you really consintratin on gettin
Yeah you know Koopa is that playa that keep it pimpin
I turned to look ova at you frequently
And i noticed that your still peepin me peepin me
I know your ready I know your ready
I wanna roll wit a playa lets go
I turned to look ova at you frequently
And I noticed that your still peepin me peepin me
I know your ready I know your ready
I wanna roll wit a playa lets go

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I can see the look in your eyes baby you wantin it bad huh
Wonderin if its gonna be right and wonderin what i have for
I got that cron I got that henn I got somethin for that buzz
Milk does the body good but not as good as that huh
Now that was i got you feelin ready and ready on that move
But before you approach me a nigga already approachin you
Walkin like she know shes cruel
While i'm picturein you in the nude
Ima tell her the motions cleava its whateva you want to do
I can tell by the way you been peepin
Trtin to visit me on the weekend
Trying to have that bed sqeekin sqeekin
yeah even a couple of friends drinkin
Thinkin bout gettin even
Wit a man that been cheatin
So I sweep em right off thier toes
Like a set of voes
Never seen a old school vehicle wit wetta doors
She asked is she could leave wit me and I should let her go
Man I'm just too much of a playa to refuse and tell her no

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Picture Me Rollin'"

"Picture Me Rollin'"


[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
(Picture me rollin)
Yeah, picture me rollin
Take a picture of it, picture me rollin
Yeah you should, (picture me rollin)
Yeah, picture me rollin
Take a picture of it, picture me rollin
Yeah you should, (picture me rollin)
Chamillitary countin cash
"Picture Perfect" homie, you should take a photograph
(Picture me rollin), picture me rollin
(Take a picture of it, picture me rollin)
Haha, Chamillitary mayne
(Picture me rollin)
You should picture me rollin, take a picture of me
Picture me rollin
Yeah you should, (picture me rollin)
Picture me rollin, take a picture of it, picture me rollin
Yeah, you should (picture me rollin)
Take a pict of me rollin
I didn't fall off like these niggaz was hopin, so they should
(Picture me rollin)
You should picture me rollin
See me shinin, you should picture me rollin
because I'm doin good

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Yeah, I was just walkin this (yes), while y'all was talkin this
Burnin up the bootleg market, like I'm an arsonist (yes)
Had to get smart with this (yes), studied and sharpened it
Plot gets darker than the thoughts in a coffin get
Remember I walked into L.A. Reid's offices (yes)
Had to walk outta there feelin like I was not the ish
But they didn't owe me nothin (yes), gave me no promises
But the industry still gonna see me, I promise this
Universal Records (yes), I'm wreckin all the lists (yes)
The crane can't even lift all my accomplishments
Even when I was indie, was bringin y'all the hits
Actin like I was crazy, I got a conscience kid
In a interview they would say you look kinda pissed
Up against the world, middle finger for all the continents (yes)
F. Koopa, what's the best of my compliments?
Indie label, the hell with slavery, I'm all for this (yes)
Like this the damn thanks I get
and thank you, I'ma just focus on the bank I get
Used to be with Paid and Swisha, but I made my "Click"
The game greazy, that's the reason why I think I'm slick (yes)
Lets take it back to the beginning, when I wasn't winnin
With women and gold grinnin, my pockets were so thin and
Chamillion, before the million, no candy and chrome spinnin
Amazing how things still go sour, with no lemon
I'm poor baby, of course little nigga tacky
My Jordans isn't matchin, of course my little hair was nappy
I remember how the rest of the boys was lookin at me
The day that I got cut from the core, like it made 'em happy
Cause your spot is yours (yours), now my locker gettin clean
Not good enough for my team, not good enough for my dream (what?)
Exactly what it is a dream, I acted like a triple beam
Was under the rap game and I turned it into a scheme (yes)
Now when they speak on me, they say it's about the
time that he's got his props, hate when these niggaz doubt me
Now your with your spouse, she used to diss me and now she
missin teeth, lookin like she been kissin on coffee (yes)
I should take your confidence, throw it up in the air and gun it down (down)
But I don't knowin that was goes around, always comes around
Now everybody wanna come around, givin a brother sound
Now you speak just cause you seein how Koopa run it now

[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
(Picture me rollin)
Yeah, picture me rollin
Take a picture of it, picture me rollin
(Picture me rollin)
Yeah you should, picture me rollin
Take a picture of it, picture me rollin
(Picture me rollin)
Yeah, picture me rollin
Take a picture of it, picture me rollin
(Picture me rollin)
(Take a picture of it, picture me rollin)
(Picture me rollin)
You should picture me rollin
Take a picture of me, picture me rollin
Yeah you should, (picture me rollin)
Picture me rollin
Take a picture of it, picture me rollin
Yeah, you should, (picture me rollin)
Take a pict of me rollin
I didn't fall off like these niggaz was hopin, so they should
(Picture me rollin)
You should picture me rollin
See me shinin, you should picture me rollin
because I'm doin good (good)

 

[fox69]

"Picture Perfect"
(feat. Bun B)

"Picture Perfect"
(feat. Bun B)



[Intro]
My life is real baby, you peeping me take a picture
You peeping me take a picture, (you should take a photograph) - [2x]

[Bun B]
Catch me today, with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a throwback
(You see it's real, they be like look at that
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph)

[Chamillionaire]
Introducing the truest voice of the South, it's who else but me fool
Don't let all that foolishness they feed you, on T.V. mislead you
Don't let all the magazines, and them papers out there deceive you
The cups that be used to sip, but Caucasian kinda like my tee do
You see that hand be glistening, you see the Sedans we flipping
The hundreds of grands we getting, these units of scans we shipping
You see that Caddy tipping, them thangs on that Caddy twisting
That paint and that candy dripping, that drank and that can is missing
That ain't a Cola, though dry and you feeling sober
Boys trying to switch it over, apply it up in a soda
Home of the Houston hustlers, who grinding and hit the quota
Who fire and hit the doja, you high when you sniff the odor
Told ya you gotta have, a foreign or buy your slab
Afford it then buy it that's, important without it now
You ain't gotta take college class, to see that we bout our cash
You not if you gotta ask, let's take a pic by the slab hol' up

[Hook]
You see my slab, you see my candy slab
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
You see my chick, you see my chick is bad
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
You see it's real, they be like look at that
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
Photograph, ph-ph-ph-photograph-photograph
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph

[Chamillionaire]
When I'm tipping they'll probably watch me, the cops'll be paparazzi
And try to patrol my posse, we shining and glowing glossy
The jealous will try to top me, we keep it too real to copy
What I'm listening to ain't a floppy, that disc gon be Screwed and Chop-pied
All the ballers will ride to this, deposit deposit slips
Buy the car and apply the fifth, raise the trunk an entire lift
Use to go to that Kappa, but Kappa ain't been as crunk
So I'm popping up at Daytona, on chrome and I'm popping trunk
Jamming that "Ridin' Dirty", while riding beside the laws
And they staring over at me, trying to scare me like I'ma pause
Tell 'em naw they know I'ma crawl, all day in the robber cause
I'm trying to go wash the ride, till them tires have whiter walls
You peeping him take a picture, that chrome and that paint official
You smoking then take a swisha, there's plenty just take 'em wit ya
You chilling you ain't a sipper, then I'ma be hanging wit ya
Take a hold of the grain and grip a, handful and smile for the pictures nigga

[Hook]

[Bun B]
You see the bling up on my bracelet, and the shine on my chest
Syrup in my styrofoam, it's sweet with doja no cess
You done put it down with the rest, time to roll with the best
Cause when you ride with the original, you ain't gotta guess
I'm the connection that you need, when they say it's a drought
Cause it's not really a drought, them other niggaz just out
And I'm the plug you gotta have, when they say the river's dry
Cause it's not really dry, they just ran out of supply
I'm too fly for the clouds, too down for the green grass
Better wear tinted lenses, if you look at my clean ass
Catch me today, with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a throwback
Candy still dripping, 4's is still tipping
Wood grain grass, steering wheel I'm still gripping
Repping for P.A.T., the West and the East
And I'm repping for Pimp C, till he get back on the streets it never cease

[Hook]

[Chamillionaire]
My life is real baby, ain't just a song (ain't just a song)
Gripping that wood wheel baby, and riding chrome (I'm riding chrome)
This is for the real playas, that get that do' (that get that do')
Tell me how it feel baby, to see I'm-I'm riding candy and chrome

[Bun B]
Catch me today, with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a throwback - [2x]

[talking]
Know I'm saying, gripping wood
Riding through the hood, and feeling good
Just like we say down in Texas, it's already
You staring at me so hard
You need to go on, do yourself a favor playa
And take a motherfucking picture

 

[fox69]

"Pimp Drill"
(feat. The Color Changin' Click)

"Pimp Drill"
(feat. The Color Changin' Click)



[Soulja Slim Insert]
Oh! I like it like that
[repeat 4x]

[Chamillionaire - Talking Over Insert]
Mixtape Messiah mayne (This is a pimp drill)
Color Changin' Click (This is a pimp drill)
Yeah!, Ay (This is a pimp drill)
(Pimp Drill, Pimp Drill) Yeah, Yeah..

[Hook - Chamillionaire]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, All my ballers get ya cups up
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, All my ballers get ya bucks up
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, If you broke nigga tough luck
Yeah, Yeah..

[Verse - Chamillionaire]
Chamillionaire, Color Changin' Click
Callin' all the ballers, pull ya wallet out ya fit
If you are not a baller, and you ain't 'finna tip
Go to the back and sit cuz you ain't 'finna see em' strip
If you ain't tryna holla, just wanna get some lip
You gotta couple dollars, then you might get ya wish
Somebody better call a, waitress hurry quick
Cuz I need a couple bottles, some Hennessy & Cris'
Don't wanna hear ya problems, just wanna see ya tick
If ya graduated college where you learned to break a trick
Then show em' how to spit a little game and tell her this
Go put on a outfit some lip-stick and make me rich

[Ying Yang Twins Insert]
That hoe fine, but this hoe a killer
[repeat 4x]

[Rasaq - ad-libs over Insert]
Koopa say..
Ay, Uh-Ay, Rasaq Say..
Ay, Ay, Yung-Ro Say..
Twin say, Color Changin' Click baby

[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
All off in the club, 5 vogues and candy doors
Then you know it's a pimp drill, this is the pimp drill
You got some money better spend it on these hoes
Then you know it's a pimp drill, this is the pimp drill
When I come through they all gon' break me off a show
Cuz you know it's a pimp drill, this is the pimp drill
You gotta problem with it let a nigga know
You know it's a pimp drill, this is the pimp drill

[Verse - Yung Ro]
-G'Yeah, Nobody!, Wussup!, G'Yeah
Yeah this baby muthafucka come walkin' on stage
Them tricks spendin' money, so she bound to get paid
Some money she blowin', some money she save
She know he wanna fuck and that's how she want it to stay
Cuz that's how she get paid, she see's him and please him
She gotta boyfriend, but she really don't need him
Cuz half the time she feed him, he a muthafuckin' roach
She wanna baller baller, that nigga is broke
G'Yeah, now everybody in the club gettin' tipsy
I'm sippin' sizzurp, Rasaq drinkin' whiskey
They give me the group, they love when I'm picky
You pop X, have hot sex and give head, you comin' with me

[Verse - Rasaq]
I hit it from the back, said she like it like that
I hit it from the front, took off her baby phat
Platinum in my mouth, and a skirt on my lac
My trunk is on drugs, cuz you know it's on crack
Nigga got plex, then we can handle that
Twin got the mac, click-clack and cock it back
She say she like a thug with a mouth full of gold
(It's Rasaq boy) Upside down when she slide down the poll (for Rasaq boy)
Climb to the top from the ceiling to the floor
from the floor to the stage, from the stage to the door
Drop ya panties hoe, let me see the peep-show
Make a playa grin til' you see them teeth glow
Yeah it's Rasaq, cocky nigga from the south
V.I.P. room let a nigga get some mouth
Let me see ya show-out, know what I'm talkin' bout
Let me have ya number, can I call ya at the house
Don't act lame, don't play no games
It's the Color Change, got the cranberry Range
Take it to the floor, let me see ya get crunk
Pop, Pop, Pop it like my popped-trunk
Skinny hoes get gon', let me see ya badunkadunk
My niggaz in the back, and we blowin' on skunk
Man!, Yeah..

"No matter what I say, do not tip strippers..haha"

[Verse - 50/50 Lil' Twin]
You slidin' down the poll, ya butt muscles is jumpin'
Walk the dog and show me somethin'
gimme a reason to blow these hundreds
You crawlin' like a lion, tellin' me come with ya finger
Make yaself cum with ya finger, touch ya tongue with ya finger
So kinky-rink and blink-me, what you thinkin'?, what you drinkin'?
XO got me feelin' like a kingpin, I ain't trippin' I'ma keep my thing in
I'm no tipper or tippers, no up-lifter or strippers
But you sizzle fa-shizzle, won't you un-zip my zipper
I sipped a lil liquor, 'finna flip and get some fiddles
Got cash like Jed Clappet, tip a stripper, lift a little
-You too uptight

[Chamillionaire] - "Yeah, Styrofoam cups up, Pimp cups up"

[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
All off in the club, 5 vogues and candy doors
Then you know it's a pimp drill, this is the pimp drill
You got some money better spend it on these hoes
Then you know it's a pimp drill, this is the pimp drill
When I come through they all gon' break me off a show
Cuz you know it's a pimp drill, this is the pimp drill
You gotta problem with it let a nigga know
You know it's a pimp drill, this is the pimp drill

 

[fox69]

"Pimp Mode"
(feat. Bun B)

"Pimp Mode"
(feat. Bun B)



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 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)

[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 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

[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.

 

[fox69]

"Platinum Stars"
(feat. Bun B, Lil' Flip)

"Platinum Stars"
(feat. Bun B, Lil' Flip)



[Verse 1: Lil' Flip]
-Uh, Lil' Flip
I'm hoppin' out in a fendi suit
I got DVD's in my bentley coupe
I got hoes that's 22
they buy me clothes and tennis shoes
I'm so throwed when it come to hoes
before I get they phone number they come outta they clothes
I might take 'em to Papa Deaux's
but only if she a proper hoe
I gotta lac (what kind), a cadillac escalade
I'm wearin' jordans (which ones), very first ones made
I gotta watch (what kind), iced out cartier
I gotta rolley but that's somethin' that I hardly wear
I'm Lil' Flip, the coldest freestyle ever
Since day one I was programmed to get this cheddar

[Chorus]
Who you drive? Platinum cars
Who you pull? Platinum stars
Who you write? Platinum bars
Platinum teeth, inside yo jaws
Diamond gon' rock my platinum wrist
Platinum toilet to take a ish
Gold is gold, and platinum is happenin'
so whodi watch this

[Chamillionaire]
-Yeah, ay, it's Koopa
Gotta green back, stack in my palm
I come in Yukon black with alarm
Ice on the arm and a platinum charm
And you prolly had a thought about jackin' it nah
Of course you didn't nigga the force is hittin'
behind the throwback I show that the boys is trippin'
? sky hit a force and lift him
Top on the drop yeah of course it's missin'
Don't want her man to know
that I'ma hit when I'm finished I'ma hand the hoe
Back to her man before, he even have to know
A weddin' ring ain't somethin' I'ma hand the hoe
Do money grow on trees? nigga the answers no
I treat g's like seeds get a grand to grow
Car lookin' like a zoo in a candy store
Alligator on the floor with a candy door
Can't stand me no, cuz I'm havin' dough
I keep a tune on me just like a mechanic flow
You ain't gettin' paper what you up in the game fa'?
Gettin' paper now couldn't be a complainer
Trunk lift up at a acute angle
Isoceles triangle pokin' outta my swangers
Chain cost me 10 g's
Independent no label could pimp me
So it really ain't a thing you could get free
Unless you tryna get them chains off of Pimp C
We, jammin UGK you see the jewlrey ay!
Cover ya eyes it'll blind like a U.T. Ray
Stay throwed in the game, holdin' the grain (yeah)
Ice and the white gold in my chain
Raisin' the trunk and showin' my bang
Hoes on the swangs while the doors color change
Nah I won't let the change go to my brain
Respect better be somethin' you hope in the game
You gon' mess around and get choked with ya chain
Flip, Bun and Chamillion in control in the game

[Chorus]

[Bun B]
-U (Under), G (Ground), K (Kings)
Bitch I'm the King of the underground
and the pope of Port Arthur
Keep that fire heat on ya street
and a meat in your daughter
Got no love for a hater, got no hate for a lover
Just distrubute my pollution, keepin' weight undercover
My brother, now we back up on the block again
I got them rocks again, and the blocks again
until' the cops come in
but see the better bring the SWAT my friend
Because I promise that we not runnin'
Nigga we gon' be here all day
posted in this hallway
Keep them cluckers comin' in cuz we serve 'em all yay
Them nickles and dimes and quarters
That pop of the rock you a boughta
But ? we oughta, nigga we turnin' ya projects into the Carter
Got automatic starters, for they automatics choppers
And the Texas boy a automatic to break you off somethin' proper
I knock off a bopper, break down a bird and bust me a flow
I'm down with the Pimp and the Prince
from now forever you don't like it you must be a hoe so

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Playa Status"

"Playa Status"


[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
You know what it is
No way, no way, aye
Chamillitary mayne
Yeah, hold up
No way, no way, aye

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Hey, everytime I poke her, it's just like we playin poker (woo!)
Lipstick smeared and I got her smilin harder than The Joker (yeah)
Ever get caught with a chick with a chick who like "it's over" (what?)
And get the worst excuse to work like "I don't even know her"
Tell me where your mattress at 'cause I'm about to flip that like Mattress Mack
I'm gon' light that mattress up then I make you pay me back for that
Pockets like a Cabbage Patch, she ready to vegetate
She chasin LeBron and Wade, so her status can elevate
I never would hesitate, if that heffa had better brakes
Be ready to tell a date that her cycle was hella late
Get left 'cause you're never straight, forever, forever fake
Click over, put her on hold forever and let her wait
I'm never for any games, not ownin a Xbox
I let her get out the ride and watch her and my ex box
Next stop, next block, her house like a rest stop
She work me, I'm like a trucker in need of some rest, stop, chill out

[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
No way, no way, no waaayyy
No way, no way, I don't think that you the baddest no mo', no mo', no moooo', umm
So stop beggin and don't blow up my phone, my phone, my phooonnne
My phone, my phone, it's too late, your playa status is gone, is gone, so gooonnne
Umm and you know I'm a keep it playa fo' sho'

[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Yeah, uh, guess that I'm gifted, sex is terrific
I pull it out, you can bet she gon' kiss it
Gettin explicit, animalistic
Bet that your chick will become a statistic
Number's unlisted, fresher than this kid
Don't know who 'cause it's sure not you (who?)
Call when she miss it, she wanna get this, sometimes fast but it's mostly screw (screw)
No need to have any trees, slang D and she'll be OD'd
Hope she ain't got to go to work 'cause this week she gon' be on leave
I'll let you relieve your sleeve, your chick is like COD
Usually I go check my list and then 'X' 'em like Leo G
I don't know no Robin Givens, plus we can't get that involved
It ain't trickin if you got it (what?) but you won't get that at all
That's a "nah", had a broad, said she never had her prom
Disco/dis go in her upper lip, so she can say she had a ball
I'm pullin out the driveway, had to take off my shades, so my eyes can dilate
She told me that if I'm late, that she gonna kill me, I guess that I'm a die late
I show up when I wanna, gonna get in that tummy like I was a organ donor
Now later is gonna be Sooner like I was from Oklahoma
Never been a Simpson/simp son, so she can't play me like a Homer

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
First she actin hard to get, once she get got, she too attached
I snatched the receipt from underneath her seat and take her back
Know that I don't play it, so save it, like a kept coupon
While I hop back on the 24 inches my Coupe on
What the heck is you on? Live and "In Living Color"
Add another, man I'm gutter, want a problem? I could have one for ya
Bad to the mother, pass me the rubber, then your lover actin bad under covers
In HD, yeah the camera will dub her, rollin around 'til the camera gets smothered
Catch me terrorizin any club tonight that's not closed
(N Luv Wit My Money), I'm who created the motto (woo)
Me throwin my money in the chicks' hands that are not closed
Like goin to Roscoe's Chicken and Waffles to get nachos
You better go get some cheese from somebody that even care
You better salute at ease when you know that you see a playa
Like a spatula, when I'm in back of her
I flip that, tap, tap, she say "that's enough"
Like a magnet for chicks, I don't have to cuff
And when I'm done if she ever, ever ask for bucks

No way, no way, no waaayyy