Chamillionaire Featuring Bun B - Pimp Mode yea let her go let her go let her go let her go chamilitary-mayne yea pimp mode u kno i stay in pimp mode
Rock star, rock star, rock star, it's rock 'n' roll I got ladies that love my ladies Haters that hate my haters, I'm a Chamillionaire But got billionaires
The rain is fallin' and the weather is cold Don't know which way to go but I continue to roll The rainfall is really takin' a toll On my mind and my body
is the line if u wanna buy stand in line or pay da fine can yall read it say victory any ho walk up just to get with me im the chamillion,millions
I got a degree ( Yeah ) But my felony wont let me get a job (That's what i'm talking) Life is so hard (Real hard baby) And just today somebody stole my
To today's evening news Welcome to the evening news I thank you all for tuning in Yes, I'm your host and your journalist It's Chamillionaire, so let
on for? Funny puttin? people in a hearse what I heard for Where were you the night of April 21st son? Home I think that you got your facts wrong, gats on you Chamillionaire
Mo' money mo', mo' money mo' (You bring me trou, you bring me trou) Yeah, mo' money mo' (You bring me trou, you bring me trouble) (You bring me trouble
Creepin (solo) Chamillionaire f/t Ludacris In the streets im peepin game i cant trust you, no no all up in my biness mayne i stay on the low low say they
[Chorus] Now your in trouble here comes the bill colleta Now your in trouble here comes the bill colleta When I pick up my phone you already know its
're just a groupie See, I got a clue when Young Dro Said his girlfriend got a girlfriend That girlfriend of his girlfriend Had Chamillionaire as her
you spanky (No, there's no Spanky here This is, uh, Fo Foo Yung uh...) Man stop playing me I know voice man I know that you Spanky It's Chamillionaire
Come back to the streets Come back to the streets Come back to, come back to Come back to the streets, Chamillionaire Even when I'm not there and I'm
could of caught that through the trees While runnin' right into the jungle Could of been little Mugsy Bee Turn her back into Mutumble Would of still been a victory
Welcome to the South Try to criticize us for how we live And go do the same thangs that we just did Better watch your mouth Try to criticize us for how
year old unidentified man went berserk last night Opening fire with a 12 gauge shotgun Leave me alone, terror alert, victory I stay dropping that bombness
Get away Ay, you got to have a passport if you rollin' with me We can hit Jamaica or we can chill in France Roll with a playa, you could bring a friend
I tried and tried to stay in love But no matter what I do, it just ain't enough It ain't enough, it ain't enough, it ain't enough You say it ain't enough
