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"Hate It Or Love It" (2007)




Check My Swag lyrics - Chingy

[Intro:]
I am the flyest nigga around (yea)
You know who it is
Young smooth, jackpot, Chingaling

[Chorus:]
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line with me partner I'm a check yo ass
I'm fresh to death so baby check my swag
Check my swag, check check my swag [x4]
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line with me partner I'm a check yo ass
I'm fresh to death so baby check my swag

[Verse 1:]
That rolls royce seem to be them hoes choice
They love the luxury cause it get em so moist
Navigation one button activated by a voice
You can call me the king cause I got so many toys
My favorite designer Louis Vaton I'm a shiner
Cocky kinda true as a don big tymer
Rocks will blind ya, yea I'm the bomb street grinder
Cocked the niner now you folks now ya time up
When I'm in LA missta chize I rub back
ATL I'm adjustin' with a chick how you love that
Flash 100 large make a bet where you scrubs at
I'm the youngest in charge 26's them dubs wack
They spinin 24's when they sell me the 'cut back
Real cats get down, fake cats get mugged rat
Baby got back now baby can I rub that
I'm a hustla with clout ya dig she dug that

[Chorus:]
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags

Get outta line with me partner I'm a check yo ass
I'm fresh to death so baby check my swag
Check my swag, check check my swag [x4]
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line with me partner I'm a check yo ass
I'm fresh to death so baby check my swag
Check my swag, check check my swag [x4]

[Verse 2:]
Wanna be my boo, plus they caked up
Just stay up on ya fashion always be draped up
And just know this ya man about paper
And when I talk listen hey f**k them haters
O you like Shenell I can take you to meet her
Heels and sandals baby you done wearin' sneakers
Business I handle heads turn when they see us
And if they don't know we gunna make em some believers
Juicy Couture I can see you in that too
Never wear nothing twice everything brand new
Keep your hair done shape right and nails nice
Stay flawless in public if you wanna be my wife
Them other brauds say but hey get them hoes
But they just mad cause I don't sweat them hoes
Cause they mad broke and I get them hoes
My swagga' tight and my sway penny rolls

[Chorus:]
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line with me partner I'm a check yo ass
I'm fresh to death so baby check my swag
Check my swag, check check my swag [x4]
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line with me partner I'm a check yo ass
I'm fresh to death so baby check my swag

Fly Like Me lyrics - Chingy (feat. Amerie)

Now you done been around the world,
And you'd seen alot of girls,
But, you ain't neva seen a girl look so fly like,
Now you done rolled through some hoods,
There's some girls that look good,
But, you ain't never seen a girl look so fly like,
And you partied, and have hugs
And sum girls sho you love,
But, you ain't never seen a girl look so fly like me
Baby, But chu never had a girl look so fly like me.

Now I'd done been around the world thought I'd seen it all
Er color, er shape, what I need and all,
Switch like seasons, when the summers, spring, & fall,
And back seat of my jeep, I'm chrome veet & all.
On the hunt for these girls were like my day to day,
I get em alone I jump em and den fade away,
I give it good so some of them won't stay away,
They try to lock me up, but I break away.
And to the day I lay my eyes on the princess,
And you can tell she was a dime from a distance,
It took a minute to come to my senses,
Shes the perfect match and god is my witness,
Now for the first time I've opened my eyes,
Put the glass in the air, now I toast to the sky,
Feels like I'm in heaven, & I'm hoping to fly,
Baby girl come along for the ride, you know why cuhs I...

Now you done been around the world,
And you'd seen alot of girls,
But, you ain't neva seen a girl look so fly like,
Now you done rolled through some hoods,
There's some girls that look good,
But, you ain't never seen a girl look so fly like,
And you partied, and have hugs,
And sum girls sho you love,
But, you ain't never seen a girl look so fly like me
Baby, But chu never had a girl look so fly like me.

Now I ain't neva had a girl that was so fly,
Other guys come around, you acting so shy,
You got em shaking in their boots, and I know why,
Cuhs they can't handle the truth and that's no lie,
As for me, I'm the one that you been dreaming on,
And wen you saw me I'm the one that you were steaming on,
And when you need it I'm the shoulder that you would be leaning on,
Take off that guchi and keep them vickie sneakers on,
Let's take a flight because the world is our playground,
And buy houses from the lou, to the A-Town,
It's silk sheets so it's soft when you lay down,
Ching-a-ling yea, I get down, and stay down,
There's no one better baby girl you'sz a blessing,
You got me heading in a positive direction,
You got my vote, when you re-up for election,
Cuhs all I wanna do is give you love and affection.
Dapslyrics.com
Now you done been around the world,
And you'd seen alot of girls,
But, you ain't neva seen a girl look so fly like,
Now you done rolled through some hoods,
There's some girls that look good,
But, you ain't never seen a girl look so fly like,
And you partied, and have hugs,
And sum girls sho you love,
But, you ain't never seen a girl look so fly like me
Baby, But chu never had a girl look so fly like me.

Why you wasting your time, & boy, running the streets,
When you can just come to me? (huh)
You know I got what you need,
I got what you want,
Boy, won't you come and see?
What if you never, (seen) a girl like me ever, (like me before)?
Won't you come inside, let me keep it dry,
Cuhs, I'm, so, flyyyyy.

Now you done been around the world,
And you'd seen alot of girls,
But, you ain't neva seen a girl look so fly like,
Now you done rolled through some hoods,
There's some girls that look good,
But, you ain't never seen a girl look so fly like,
And you partied, and have hugs,
And sum girls sho you love,
But, you ain't never seen a girl look so fly like me
Baby, But chu never had a girl look so fly like me. [x2]

Gimme Dat lyrics - Chingy (feat. Ludacris & Bobby Valentino)

[Chorus: Ludacris & Bobby Valentino]
I just want that gushy, gimme dat (gushy)
I just want that gushy, baby that's (awww)

[Chingy:]
I got my pockets all swole, big bank rolls
A bad lil mamma, and she ready to go
I'm Like...
I just want that gushy, gimme dat (gushy)
I just want that gushy, baby that's (awww)
[Ludacris:]
I got my pockets all swole, big bank rolls
A bad lil mamma, and she ready to go
I'm Like...
I just want that gushy, gimme dat (gushy)
I just want that gushy, baby that's (awww)

[Verse 1: Chingy]
Club packed, know I'm a be there all night
Tired as hell, jetlag, just got off a flight
But that don't stop me
Who? Not me
Pop 1 bottles pop 2 bottles pop 3
4, 5, 6, chicks in tha V.I.P.
7, 8, 9, so tjey all dimes, O.G.
Louis frame match my Louis kicks on my fifth right?
Dirty lame look at me wrong? Tell 'em get right
Light reflecting off the Bentley watch, now I'm lit right?
6's on the candy Range just so I can sit right
Hotter if ya chick nice, I can triple his price
On the black [? ], got 'em hating, wanna fist fight?
Man don't get ya shit sliced, yea I hope the fifth tight
We tryna party, lil homie don't mess up this night
It's a D.T.P. thang, wall-to-wall, it's hype
Me, Luda, and Valentine, we living this life

[Chorus]

[Chingy:]
I got my pockets all swole, big bank rolls
A bad lil mamma, and she ready to go
I'm Like...
I just want that gushy, gimme dat (gushy)
I just want that gushy, baby that's (awww)

[Ludacris:]
I got my pockets all swole, big bank rolls
A bad lil mamma, and she ready to go
I'm Like...
I just want that gushy, gimme dat (gushy)
I just want that gushy, baby that's (awww)

[Verse 2: Ludacris]

All Aboard (Ride It) lyrics - Chingy (feat. Steph Jones)

Uh huh huh (ridin') uh huh huh (ridin') uh huh huh (ridin') uh huh(that train)
Uh huh huh (ridin') uh huh huh (ridin') uh huh huh (ridin')! ALL ABOARD!

[VERSE 1:]
(Aye) They tell me do it how I do it.(do it) Take no time I'm a get right to it. (to it)
I'm a busy act fluid. (fluid) Make up yo mind.(mind) Baby shake yo behind. (behind) I just wanna see ya move it. (Go)
Dance floor packed(packed) Er body grooving. (Go)
All these classy chicks. Mama you an A student. Cute and Thick. Got me 'bout to loose it. I can see yo A** for evidence and I can prove it.
Ride(ride) Ride that train.(train) Bring that freak out don't hide that thang. Oh my (oh my) her body's insane. Got me feeling like DANG! I can have that thang.
I'll ride the track. All the fine dime pieces where you at? DJ bring it back. I don't know how to act when the party packed.

[CHORUS:]
Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. 3 (Let's), 2 (Go), 1. All Aboard!

[VERSE 2:]
Oh my god again. Her. We got another one. There she go with that coke bottle. Body guns. BANG BANG. When she drop it on down. Doing her Thang Thang. And I can't stop assuming her. She get it in then she run run with it. Break it on down, 911 with it. Dumb dumb did it. Took my fit it. Wink her eye then I go go get it. Aye, I got nothing to say. All she wants is to play. Then I close my eyes and realize that I want this to sway. Get up on the 5's. I looked her right in the eyes. We feeling like these feathers stuck together blowing away!

[CHORUS:]
Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. 3, 2, 1. All Aboard!

[VERSE 2:]
Yes sir, I'm looking at her. Let me have that cat I can make it purr. I slur. My words and verbs. Bowling ball legs how'd you get those curves? I know you feel it baby yeah I got that urge. I'm a waiter and you can get served. 12 shots on the D I'm perve. Get with me get what you deserve. I'll ride the track. I'll ride the track. All the fine dime pieces where you at? DJ bring it back. I don't know how to act when the party packed.

[BRIDGE:]
Uh huh huh (ridin') uh huh huh (ridin') uh huh huh (ridin') uh huh(that train)
Uh huh huh (ridin') uh huh huh (ridin') uh huh huh (ridin') uh huh (that train) uh huh huh (ridin') uh huh huh (ridin') uh huh huh (ridin)

Lemme see you ride. Lemme see you ride. Lemme see you ride. Lemme see you ride. Lemme see you ride. Lemme see you ride. LEMME SEE YOU RIDE THE TRAIN!

[CHORUS:]
Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. 3, 2, 1. All Aboard!

Lovely Ladies lyrics - Chingy

without great grandmother theres no me
without grandmama theres no me
without ma momma theres no me
dem ladies made our family tree
because i love dem all da same
and think of em all da same
need sumthin juss ask i got it covered aint no thang
ma autn jenni works hard and i appreciate that
so threw this song ima give my appreciation back
remember a long time ago i would be down in da basement rappin
shed stomp on da floor n say quit all dat damn snappin
she aint no 20 years from den datz wats makin all dis happen
she aint no at ma shows 50,000 ppl clappin
plus i wish i culda seen her face wen i bought dat pad
dat waz juss a cool thank you gift from ur growner lad
you a (lovely lady) and thats y im praisin yahh existence
her n howard always tought me 2 make wise decisions
ya we gon make it through i dedicate this to u
culd have had any mother but 4 goodness sakes its u

[chorus]
see momma u ma (lovely lady)
yall all my (lovely gurls) [3x]
momma u my (lovely lady)
yall all my (lovely gurls) [3x]
grandmomma u ma (lovely lady)
yall all my (lovely gurls) [3x]
lil sista u ma (lovely lady)
yall all my (lovely gurls) [3x]

plus my 2 grammys like ma mammies
i no sumtimes dey dont understand me
but 1 day just like dem billboards ima bring home a grammy
c ma momma momma big momma we kept er in sum drama
couple bad ass grandsons walkin round wit llamas
she wuld fuss at us tell us right tho we aint know no betta
so leave 4 it to u ma appreciation letta
ruth baby i aint forget yahh
wen im gone im still wit yahh
i love comin by ur house n seein all ma posta pictures
dey make me feel so special wen da world all on my back
u da loveliest lady write it down cause thats a fact
no sumtimes u want me 2 go 2 church i say i mite
even if i dont u tell me keep god in my life
and i still got dem prayin hands on dat quarter i gave yahh
a men 2 god but sumtimes i feel like u ma savior
we gon make it thru
dedicate dis 2 u
culd have ne grandmomma 4 goodness sakes it u

[chorus]

now dez 2 women in my life i gotta treat right
we handle business durin da day n we party at night
c ma 2 sistas i love yahh but neva put nuthin above yahh
u suffa i suffa u goin threw it den we gon struggle
candace she da youngest dezineeya da oldest
heather need sumbody 2 talk 2 i got er shulda
but if i got it u got it juss like i always told yahh
u aint neva gotta have a man 2 do 4 yahh im ur soldia

[chorus]

Spend Some $ lyrics - Chingy (feat. Trey Songz)

(Money)
[Chingy:] Trey Songz, I see you baby, What Up? (SONGZ)

[Chorus – Trey Songz]
Spend some money on ya.
A little money on ya.
Drop some money on ya, a little money.
Spend some money on ya.
A little money on ya.
Drop some money on ya, a little money.

[Bridge]
[Trey:] So whatchu want, girl?
[Chingy:] If I got it, you got it.
[Trey:] So whatchu want girl?
[Chingy:] What’s mine’s is yours.
[Trey:] So whatchu want girl?
[Chingy:] If I got it, you got it.
[Trey:] So Whatchu want girl?
[Chingy:] What’s mine’s is yours, baby

[Verse 1 – Chingy]
You a material girl, in a material world.
A celebrity chick, that wants diamonds and pearls.
Naw, I don’t mind doing for you in public, you let me touch it and rub it,
But I don’t love you (Aw no)
I let her drive the whip,
Stay over, call her girlfriends to my house and let ‘em lay. (Oh Yeah)
Take her where she want, when she want, but don’t get it twisted, the girl no her do’s and don’ts.
My mama likes her, pops dig her.
Damn near took eight months just to hit her (No nigga)
When we go out, we take pictures
She bad, lil’ dirty, around my homies, I kiss her
And ya’ll know that ain’t me, fo’ sho’ that ain’t me
Oh, it’s ‘bout dough, and that’s me (Money, Money)
My ride or die girl going hard, I spend it on her since the cash flow flowing hard.

[Chorus – Trey Songz]
Spend some money on ya.
A little money on ya.
Drop some money on ya, a little money.
Spend some money on ya.
A little money on ya.
Drop some money on ya, a little money.

[Bridge]
[Trey:] So whatchu want, girl?
[Chingy:] If I got it, you got it.
[Trey:] So whatchu want girl?
[Chingy:] What’s mine’s is yours.
[Trey:] So whatchu want girl?
[Chingy:] If I got it, you got it.
[Trey:] So Whatchu want girl?
[Chingy:] What’s mine’s is yours, baby

[Verse 2 – Chingy]
I take her on trips, she like to go to Italy
Get it, heel game, that girl be killing me
I love her attitude, feisty and silly, B
Sex never bad, she the drug that be healing me
Sometimes though, the broad get the illest E
Notice that another chick, feeling me
Hey now, said she want a ‘lac truck
She don’t like riding low, ‘cause she like to sit up
Put the 26’s on it, what the fuck
Gave it to her, told her, tear the streets up
Pretty girl, but she keep the heat tucked
She tough, see bruh but she a freak, she enough, ya dig

[Chorus – Trey Songz]
Spend some money on ya.
A little money on ya.
Drop some money on ya, a little money.
Spend some money on ya.
A little money on ya.
Drop some money on ya, a little money.

[Bridge]
[Trey:] So whatchu want, girl?
[Chingy:] If I got it, you got it.
[Trey:] So whatchu want girl?
[Chingy:] What’s mine’s is yours.
[Trey:] So whatchu want girl?
[Chingy:] If I got it, you got it.
[Trey:] So Whatchu want girl?
[Chingy:] What’s mine’s is yours, baby

[Verse 3 – Chingy]
Figures, girls look so good. But their brains are not ready, I don’t know
I’d rather get with a baller chick, doing it real heavy, and getting dough
I’m a fly guy, baby, you got be up to part.
Hair, nails done, feet, looking like a star
Everywhere we go, they need to know who we are
And It’s a must that we hop out the nicest cars

[Chorus – Trey Songz]
Spend some money on ya.
A little money on ya.
Drop some money on ya, a little money.
Spend some money on ya.
A little money on ya.
Drop some money on ya, a little money.

[Bridge]
[Trey:] So whatchu want, girl?
[Chingy:] If I got it, you got it.
[Trey:] So whatchu want girl?
[Chingy:] What’s mine’s is yours.
[Trey:] So whatchu want girl?
[Chingy:] If I got it, you got it.
[Trey:] So Whatchu want girl?
[Chingy:] What’s mine’s is yours, baby

[Chingy:] What’s mine’s is yours, baby

[Trey:] Drop some money on ya, a little money.

How We Feel lyrics - Chingy (feat. Anthony Hamilton & Intro from Ice Cube)

[Intro:]
Either they don't know, don't show, or don't care about what's going on in the hood.

Uh Uh, yeah, uh yeah yeah this your boy chingaling man, need to talk to the world real quick, talk to em man, you know we got a lot of problems going on in the inner city, in the ghetto, in the hood, they ain't hearin you, ain't nobody touchin on, democrats, republicans, all those folks, you know they don't care what's going on in the ghetto anyway.

[Verse 1:]
Errday I wake up with a regular mentality, but I'm a target on the street and that's just reality, cats in the ghetto ain't never had a high salary, except makin deals and selling blow in the alley, see the system was made for us to fail, look at the jails, overpopulated with mexicans and young black males, I ain't tellin the tale, so we choose heaven or hell, don't care about letters from school, we'd rather get street mail, I been a witness to some murders snitchin I do without it, but then I wonder why the damn police don't do nothing about it, go to the unemployment office, hell yeah it's crowded, our hoods takin wrong turns now it's time to reroute it, I know a lil dude 13, carry a burner dropped out of school, teacher said he wasn't a fast learner, sometimes I wonder in 20 years I wonder where we gon be, when I say we, I mean my black community, ya digg.

[Chorus:]
They don't know, how it feels to hurt so long, cause they never walked in these shoes, and they never had to cry these blues, how many men, turn their back on us so long, always say what they gon do, but they never seem to come through.

[Verse 2:]
Pardon my french but I don't think we ready for a lady president, it's evident that it's a mans world so that's irrelevant, the system think we all niggas and we not intellegent, but martin luther and malcolm taught me before I'm heavensent, the girls havin kids and they still some kids, poppin them out one after another like that's what it is, it's innocent cats doin bizz, they just tryin to life, and the police don't even know if the crime they did, it's got my brain in a twist, so I'm twistin a; eaf, on my balcony smokin and drinkin trying to see some relief, if I can change our neighborhoods I would, put that on me, this world messed up, and that stevie wonder can see, so to my dogs locked down set ya mind free, cause you and I don't even believe you can get your degree, sometimes I wonder in 20 years where we gon be, and when I say we I mean my black community, let's go.

[Chorus:]
They don't know, how it feels to hurt so long, cause they never walked in these shoes, and they never had to cry these blues, how many men, turn their back on us so long, always say what they gon do, but they never seem to come through.

[Verse 3:]
I twist the cap off the bottle, take a sip and see tomorrow, like pac, wash away the sorrow while police hit the block, I be up all night, askin god for the truth, he told me thinking translated in my own words in the booth, try to reach the youth, cause that's what matters today, I'm ain't too religious but I get on my knees and pray, sometimes I wonder in 20 years where we gon be, I ain't gotta wonder no more, my people rollin with me, yeah.

[Chorus:]
They don't know, how it feels to hurt so long, cause they never walked in these shoes, and they never had to cry these blues, how many men, turn their back on us so long, always say what they gon do, but they never seem to come through.

[Outro:]
Yeah, they'll never come through wo oh oh, they don't know about this thing.

Roll On 'Em lyrics - Chingy (feat. Rick Ross)

[Intro - Chingy (Rick Ross)]
I know you're thinkin this song is gonna be about
All the problems in my life, all my pain and sorrow
All the shit I done been through
And the times that I've been livin on this here fucked up Earth
Well I'm sorry to let you know that it ain't, haha

Cool & Dre watup, yeah
This your boy Chingy man, straight from the Lou' (it's Ricky Ross)
All the way to Miami (Chingy)
We doin it big baby (St. Louis, watup)
Now let's go

[Hook]
We roll on 'em roll, roll on 'em roll
We roll on 'em roll, roll on 'em roll
We roll on 'em roll, roll on 'em roll
We roll on 'em roll, roll on 'em roll

[Chingy]
Look, check
Hey I'm so flossy I can wear the Dental package
The Range Rover sweet, 'cause it got a lotta racket
Our (') lost faith, now I call it Chingy Magic
Look the other way nigga when you see me in traffic
Hello, 22's is cool
Feel like I graduated, throwin y'all still in school
Look, mellow they call me Young Smooth
'Cause my appearance alone will get your girl in a mood, shoot
I know they like the color on the Chrys'
'Cause I'm gettin it hell, put some colors in the ice
That's ballin, go 'head, gamble with your life
And I'ma {*gunshots*) turn your head to some dice
Hood up partner, you niggaz goin straight broke
Tryna keep up with my whips, I don't pay a damn note
No, no you fake hustlers are a joke
Huffin old ass fool should have came with a remote

[Chorus]
If you ridin 10 tyres, throw some 24's on it
Throw some 24's on it, throw some 24's on it
If you ridin regular paint, throw some candy on that bitch
Throw some candy on that bitch, throw some candy on that bitch
If your radio too low, throw some beat up in the trunk
Throw some beat up in the trunk, throw some beat up in the trunk
So pass the police, turn that shit up, let it bump
Turn that shit up, let it bump, turn that shit up, let it bump

[Hook]

[Rick Ross]
Yeah, Boss
I'm a vet with the whips, when it's red on the hips
Hit the Lou' drop the top, throw up sess' and then I dip
22's out the top, I'ma mess with the bricks
Gettin head in all schools, havin sex in the six
I make you niggaz brin it, sittin on 30 inches
We steppin out blingin, me and the dirty Chingy
I met your homie chick, fucked her in 30 minutes
Jump back off in my shit, we back to serve sippin
You hear that big glock, you see that wrist watch
Go hit the weed spot, me and my shit wash
If you trippin, I'm bustin, we still killin for nothin
If you feelin I'm frontin, I'm continue to stuntin
Ricky Ross

[Chorus]

[Chingy]
Click your heels homeboy, my rims on steroids
Po's pull me over you know, I don't care boy
Here's my license and to show that's all you pigs need
Keep fuckin with me, I'ma take you on a high speed
Try me (vroom), but you know what pa'
They usually stop me just to say they wanna drive my car, uh
Nah tell the station give you a raise
And maybe you can be flossin like me one day
One day, ay, where my riders at
The SS Impala co from front to back
I'm about to sell it tho', fuck it, give it to Smith
So he can stunt like his cousin and we all the shit
I got this, probably seen me on the dub cover
Flyin smurf, low fur, chauffeur, I'm a hustler
Yeah homie bring your whips out
Last nigga tried to jack me, dirty brought them clips out

[Chorus]

Blockstar lyrics - Chingy

[INTRO: ]
Hahahaha.

ghost riders

I remember when this said it's gon B nothin
Noww , look .. we got fast cars ., fast ho's, fast money
all dem shots and we still here. nigga you run this city

yo. look here

[MAIN:]
my uncle snoop dogg told me go hard on a ho
dey wont listen
when i speakin slap stars on a ho
hit the dealer ,take the baddest fuckin car in the flow
club nice ten G's on the bar here we go.
caddelac pimpin homie you should see what i drive callin my monster vehicle its like its alive.
women swimmin to my nuts you should see when they dive
husbands be lookin for me since i be with theire wives
honebee's on on my dick like i beat on the hyve
busta take that kinda mouthin and a skiet in her eye
she can see where im comin from ,but seein suprised other brallz told about me now she seein the size
even afther my concert she still seeing me live.
G.I.B. money gain ,you aint see in these guys think you seein my tribe static when we arrive.
you in the missesipy flow with your brains on the side.

[REFRAIN:]
bad chicks,hot cars,bank rose,fuck the laws
get it boys,got the ball,chicks taint? ya top star
thugss bust (buckbuckbuck)ya block star,stripes yeah, we got cars ,front row.
to livin large , what we are baby Blockstars

check it out, ey

now them mad rims pokin out like fake breasts, muscle on the barrle fucking nigge's not dem same sex
Its superstars that don't like me so who gon hate, next cowards bout to fell out, yea we comin with eight cheques
Im tryin to have it to where my sons writin paid cheques , so if i diamond curlin i say it'l be straight set
froutelume whip, yeah its a great vet youze a average loser and im a great vet .
feel like i died came back and died again, lessons in life tought me i got no motherfockin friends
some haters jack me knowin imma get revange, when i play i play to win ,gankin me now thats a sin.
id overtan ,faded off and see .... cock my hat,cock my strap and put that pine in the wind
Corners we been , ex famous murder ville fuck the jury once youre life im bout ta
MURDER KILL KILL

[REFRAIN:]
bad chicks,hot cars,bank rose,fuck the laws
get it boys,got the ball,chicks taint? ya top star
thugss bust (buckbuckbuck)ya block star,stripes yeah, we got cars ,front row.
to livin large , what we are baby Blockstars

i keep dem riders with me like i own the fight club i must be trowin a party catch me in a fuckin night club
P cat's stairin at me jealous with a slight mug, dirty you wrongg but arnt you fuckin with the right thug
call me cats but with a pistol ,yeah ghost rider not from the west or east im a midwest coastrider
nutty northsider fool with a attitude nickname handyman i stay with a couple pools

[REFRAIN:]
bad chicks,hot cars,bank rose,fuck the laws
get it boys,got the ball,chicks taint? ya top star
thugss bust (buckbuckbuck)ya block star,stripes yeah, we got cars ,front row.
to livin large , what we are baby Blockstars

what we are

Blockstarz

"Hoodstar" (2006)




Intro (Ridin' Wit Me) lyrics - Chingy

[Chingy:]
(Woo!) Put your hands up [x2]
("Deep cause the whole St. Louis is ridin wit me"}
And uhh {"Cause the whole St. Louis is ridin wit me"}
(Woo!) Put your hands up! [x2]
And uhh ("Deep cause the whole St. Louis is ridin wit me"}
And uhh {"Cause the whole St. Louis is ridin wit me"}

[Chorus: x2]
Yeah, hurr comes the king of the Midwest
C, H to the I to the N to the G
{"Cause the whole St. Louis is ridin wit me"}
Say what, say what {"Cause the whole St. Louis is ridin wit me"}

[Chingy:]
I'm back (yeah I'm back) I ain't went nowhurr
'Cept across the world and back, right hurr and right thurr
It's a fact (it's a fact) I'ma do what I do
Hold the town down, always represent the Lou'
And I pack (and I pack) a 45 for the hate
People like "When it's gon' drop," cause man they can't wait
Ha ha! (Ha ha!) You can catch me on the bricks
In a fly-ass whip, with a fly-ass chick
Talk to 'em Chingy, women tellin me they miss me
All these fools tryin to diss me, these lil' girls tryin to kiss me
(Say what, say what) We're still makin big deals
Still roll on 26's cause I ride big wheels
Yeah - still keepin it real
Still got that thang on me, homey keep that steel
(Stay back, stay back) So if you want me come get me
I ain't trippin {"cause the whole St. Louis is ridin wit me"}

[Chorus]

Bounce That lyrics - Chingy

[Chorus:]
Throw it to me baby, ima runningback
Through tha hole now, can yo boi touchdown?x2

Bounce dat ass ho [x8]
(Shake it twist it)(Twist it shake it)

[Verse:]
Hat cocked hard headed from tha bad block
Reds flocked i'm star studded like my shamrock
Off top when I drop them bras need to pop
I told her dont stop man have you seen her pop?
God damn she hit the fan cant catch her dirty
I can, cause im the man, I am
I dont slow dance I 2 step
Tryin to chill n post up but dat Grey Goose crept
Up on me now lil mama lookin like she want this
Once I am up to bat when I hit I dont miss
And maybe u can leave wit me
And dont worry about nothin a couple of gs wit me
(Now let me see you)

[Chorus]

Its too many niggas and not enough hos
Soon as I come through tha door
Them heffers pullin on my clothes
White t, crispy nikes wit some red and blue girbauds
Hustle a piece of game and dont be mad cuz she chose
Ching a ling, stay on tha scene
Ring diamonds in my pinky ring
You know they mean
Brush my shoulders off I stay clean, look how I gleam
Keep a gang of chickens on my team, ya know wat I mean?
You a jazzy girl, its your world
Im just trying to catch a nut, so maybe call me a squirrel
Better yet i tell ya what, ima give yo ass a referal
Come to my office in tha back and gon get it girl

[Break]

Shake it twist it, Twish it shake it
Chorus
You got a fine body, why dont u back dat thing up
Type of thighs make yo boy wanna back his springs up
If you throw it my way ima snatch dat thing up
Once I beat it up dem docs gon have to patch dat thing up
Yeah, I bet ya never met a playa like me
Tryin to get in dem pants I might be
Pass it to be like im Bousier
Let me ram it until I bring that ass to a closer

[Chorus]

Dem Jeans lyrics - Chingy (feat. Jermaine Dupri)

[JD]
How the hell did you get all of that in dem jeans?
How the how the hell did you get all of that in dem jeans?
Cause your waist so little and your ass it like wo
Cause your waist so little and your ass it like wo

[Chingy]
Prada, Gucci
Tell me what you like
Coach bag
With the shoes
To match
Forget the price
Marc Jacob shades
50 karats all ice
Model in dem jeans for me
Luxury now that's your life
That's the type of shit I'm on
Let me see you get them on
Back it up a bit
Yeah that's it
Cause I can see your thong
Carmale skin tone
Daum you look like Nia Long
Don't be acting like that lil mama
Cause I can leave you 'lone
Mix the lime with that Patron
That's what we drinking on
She wanna go out to eat
But me JD I'm think home
Just so I can see 'em off
But what the hell we both grown
Wearin' dem jean like that
Will make me take trips with you to Rome
Hey now (hey, hey), hey now (hey)
You know they thick from the STL to the A~Town
Hey now (hey, hey), hey now (hey)
Let me help you with dem jeans
Baby lay down

[Chorus]
Daum Girl
How'd you get all that in
Dem Jeans,
Dem Jeans?
How'd you get all that in Dem?
Daum Girl
How'd you get all that?
(Is you talking to me?)
Yeah, you
I bet you had to jump up and down
Just to put 'em on
Bet you had to wiggle it around
Just to put 'em on
Bet you had to lay back on the bed
Just to zip 'em up
Am I right?
(You right)
Baby that's what's up

[JD]
Now. Now. Now
When walkin' girl
And you make it swirl
It's hard for me not to look
And I want you in my world
Bubbled up (oh)
poking out (Hey)
Licking' my lip saying
Shawaty swing it my way
Daum ma
How the hell you get all that in
Dem pants ma
Hope you ain't up in here with your man ma
I love it when you wiggle it Shake it
Drop it and do your little dance
True Religion, 7's
Or dem rocking Republics
Or the ones that fit the best
And show it just how we love it
Know just how to hug it
Know just how to cup it
When you walk away it make me wanna rub it
Hey now (hey, hey). Hey now (hey)
You know they thick from A~Town down to H~Town
Hey now (hey, hey). Hey now (hey)
Let me help you with dem jeans
Baby lay down

[Chorus]
Daum Girl
How'd you get all that in
Dem Jeans,
Dem Jeans?
How'd you get all that in Dem?
Daum Girl
How'd you get all that
(Is you talking to me?)
Yeah you
I bet you had to jump up and down
Just to put 'em on
Bet you had to wiggle it around
Just to put 'em on
Bet you had to lay back on the bed
Just to zip 'em up
Am I right?
(You right)
Baby that's what's up

[Chingy]
I don't mean to be rude
But I like the way you move.
Got your boy in the mood
let's go back to magic cruise I ain't like the mother fools got To play by ma rules face down, ass Up, pants off look (uh)
there it go
don't be scared
let it show it,
like them curves make that thing talk when you walk
I'm slurring ma words
drop it to the floor
ya heard
ain't no hating girl got to sing it
like the style but man you working them a lot.

[Chorus (x2)]
Damn Girl
How'd you get all that in
Dem Jeans,
Dem Jeans?
How'd you get all that in Dem?
Damn Girl
How'd you get all that?
(Is you talking to me?)
Yeah, you
I bet you had to jump up and down
Just to put 'em on
Bet you had to wiggle it around
Just to put 'em on
Bet you had to lay back on the bed
Just to zip 'em up
Am I right?
(You right)
Baby that's what's up

Pullin' Me Back lyrics - Chingy (feat. Tyrese)

[Chorus:]
Every time I try to leave
Something keeps pulling me back, me back
Telling me I need you in my life
Every time I try to go
Something keeps telling me that, me that
Everything's gonna be alright
Every time I try to leave
Something keeps pulling me back, me back
Telling me I need you in my life
It was meant to be
You were meant for me
So that means we gotta make it work

[Verse 1]
It was all good at first,
Spending money, going shopping
Eating at the finest restaurants
And then from club hopping
She was right thurr with me bottle popping living that life
She just didn't understand my lifestyle and that I ain't like
We didn't have a worry in the world, got you diamonds got you pearls
But I can't help it if Ching-A-Ling been attracting all the girls
Baby I'm a superstar and that come with it
You got a good nigga on the side, you better run with it,
Even though I'm on the road doing shows,
I make time for me and her, relationship to grow
They tell me don't trust a woman in this industry
But she not any woman, more like a sacred friend to me
Plus, when I'm outta town, always think of her
Might conversate with some chicks, but no one come above her,
(Uh) I thought I was your man
Guess you ain't understand,
N now I'm sitting here, looking crazy like
Damn!

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Walk in the house from hard work, my head hurts,
Instead of arguing, can I have dinner with some dessert (uh uh)?
She's talking 'bout this phone number she found,
Hey, give me time to put my bags down,
She's straight up, clowned
Before we end up fighting, let me leave,
I'm exhausted and this hurr, I don't need
Now I'm with the fellas riding and drinking
She's blowing my two way up but I need some time for thinking
(Yeah) I wanna go back, but something saying naaaw
Give her some space and the next day I might call
What should I do?
Look, let me ask you all
Should I stand tall, or let this relationship fall?
I ain't down on with having my feelings crushed
But it happens sometimes
Either love it or give it up
I thought I was your man
Guess you ain't understand
And now I'm sittin' here looking crazy like
Damn!

[Chorus]

[JD:] Chingy holla at them again !!

[Verse 3]
To all the fellas know you feel me, if you ever had a woman,
Good times led to bad times and you ain't see it coming,
Tried your best to make her happy,
But it wasn't enough,
'Cause mama told me in relationship the road gets rough
And I ain't the one to have my head down
Weak and stressed out
As bad as it hurts I gotta move to the next route
(Uh) I thought I was her man
Guess she ain't understand
N now she's sittin' hurr looking crazy like
Damn!

[Chorus]