Chinglish (2023)












Can't Blame Me lyrics - Chingy

Wanna blame me
It's cool 'cause you ain't said shit
You can't blame me
When rich niggas don't want you to get rich
Wanna blame me
I'm good, just stay up out my mix
You can't blame me
For holdin' it down, keeping shit lit

Wanna blame me
It's cool 'cause you ain't said shit
You can't blame me
When rich niggas don't want you to get rich
Wanna blame me
I'm good, just stay up out my mix
You can't blame me
For holdin' it down, keeping shit lit

Money got real, people got fake
Trials became mistakes that I had to tribulate, wait
But fans can't patience wearing thin
Outed by outlookers on the outside looking in
Sum in my city ticked off, I don't compare to them like
Ain't enough air to spare, somehow they hate to share the win
Jokers grin, ear to ear
Laughing how love never outweighs the smell of fear
In my darkest days they couldn't see me in light years
An being, right there's the reason I'm still right here
Hold on, 50 mill later minus the rumors and haters
Bunch industry phonies owe me sum real favors
And I'm coming

Wanna blame me
It's cool 'cause you ain't said shit
You can't blame me
When rich niggas don't want you to get rich
Wanna blame me
I'm good, just stay up out my mix
You can't blame me
For holdin' it down, keeping shit lit

Wanna blame me
It's cool 'cause you ain't said shit
You can't blame me
When rich niggas don't want you to get rich
Wanna blame me
I'm good, just stay up out my mix
You can't blame me
For holdin' it down, keeping shit lit

Lost a deal do to shit that I didn't even do
Kept it real but they said that I wasn't being true
But yet and still never stagnant, always making moves
Fuck your respect, fuck you and fuck your rules
I don't snooze, what is sleep
Except me rejuvenating where me and wisdom meet
They question my street cred like well shit is he G
We all got thug in us Lil Durty but I'm just C
And that don't mean Chingy, my nigga, that's Christ mind
We'll pay attention since you still in your price mind, woah
Record label saver, though I'm on my own now
Living legend worldwide, hero in my home town
God damn

Wanna blame me
It's cool 'cause you ain't said shit
You can't blame me
When rich niggas don't want you to get rich
Wanna blame me
I'm good, just stay up out my mix
You can't blame me
For holdin' it down, keeping shit lit

Wanna blame me
It's cool 'cause you ain't said shit
You can't blame me
When rich niggas don't want you to get rich
Wanna blame me
I'm good, just stay up out my mix
You can't blame me
For holdin' it down, keeping shit lit
You can't blame me

ALL CAPP lyrics - Chingy

No grocery store but I got them greens in that bag
Not talking usher when I say I got a bad
Start trending I ain't try it but it got 'em mad
I just sit back smiling counting a lot of cash

Paid away for myself
Made a way for myself
Went right it went left
Conscious man like most def
Calculated my steps
Treated all of my whips
Press through all of my reps
Got through all of my decks

I vow that I would never lie on my life to get around nah
What you haters talking 'bout
I live this here man
We gon' keep it moving yup
And this our year fam
Hold up what you doing what you doing

I'm really living it
Real rap
But y'all lying 'bout it All Capp
I'm really getting it
Real rap
But y'all lying 'bout it All Capp

All Capp
Hold on hold on All Capp
All Capp
Hold on hold on All Capp
Hey

I'm really living it
Real rap
But y'all lying 'bout it All Capp

I vow that I would never lie on my life to get around nah
What you haters talking 'bout

Family and friends I hear'em talking bad
'Cause I got shit that they never had
Look at my social boy I'm never mad
So many plaques you will never have

Paid away for myself
Made a way for myself
Went right it went left
Conscious man like most def
Calculated my steps
Treated all of my whips
Press through all of my reps
Got through all of my decks

I vow that I would never lie on my life to get around nah
What you haters talking 'bout

I live this here man
We gon' keep it moving yup
And this our year fam
Hold up what you doing what you doing

I'm really living it
Real rap
But y'all lying 'bout it All Capp
I'm really getting it
Real rap
But y'all lying 'bout it All Capp

All Capp
Hold on hold on All Capp
All Capp
Hold on hold on All Capp
Hey

I'm really living it
Real rap
But y'all lying 'bout it All Capp
All Capp
All Capp

Hold on hold on All Capp
Real rap
But y'all lying 'bout it All Capp
Full Deck

DAT GOOD lyrics - Chingy (feat. Fresco Kane)

(Girl you got that good)
Got that good baby, get that understood baby
Plus you from the hood you might act a lil crazy but
(Girl you got that good)
I'm rolling wit you bae when I'm wit you I miss you bae
That body on you so official bae, plus I love the freaky lil games we play
Got that good
Got that good
Got that good
I'm rolling wit you bae when I'm wit you I miss you bae
That body on you so official bae, plus I love the freaky lil games we play

Twist you up like twistlas weekends too like Sza
Have you fucking calling me Mr. Wutang pootang like Rza
Girl fuck we can do thangs whurr is ya
I'm hot so hot no kitchen, no fucking mitten fuck
When I rub that kitten positions fucking vary it git done
Fuck I'm a be ya physician fucking overdose on this dick prescription
This hurr right hurr a addiction
Put that pussy thurr in affliction

We be poppin bottles jus ya pop the models
Put my key in ya ignition as you clutch the throttle zoooooom
Girl you got that good, fuck round the way girl from the hood
Got me hard I wish you wood

Let's make this understood soon as I, enter good
Stick it right splinter good
She say her lil tender good

(Girl you got that good)
Got that good baby, get that understood baby
Plus you from the hood you might act a lil crazy but
(Girl you got that good)
I'm rolling wit you bae when I'm wit you I miss you bae
That body on you so official bae, plus I love the freaky lil games we play
Got that good
Got that good
Got that good
I'm rolling wit you bae when I'm wit you I miss you bae
That body on you so official bae, plus I love the freaky lil games we play

You stumble when you take steps
Cause I gave you that good with the latex
Got you coming like my dollars in my paychecks
We not in Bangkok but now you fluent in that language

Mamacita you'll be singing like Aaliyah
Rock your boat so good you claiming that you see her
Got you sounded like you running from a pack of cheetahs
Let me put this long behind you like your first name Nia

All over your body you've been on my mind like some Dre beats headphones
Give me brain like I'm a zombie
Then I'm a FaceTime you like a feature on an iPhone

I'm a do it cause you said they never did
Break the mold so no one else will ever fit
Have you on the wall like ancient hieroglyphs
I'mma connoisseur when it comes to this

Cause
[?]

(Girl you got that good)
Got that good baby, get that understood baby
Plus you from the hood you might act a lil crazy but
(Girl you got that good)
I'm rolling wit you bae when I'm wit you I miss you bae
That body on you so official bae, plus I love the freaky lil games we play
Got that good
Got that good
Got that good
I'm rolling wit you bae when I'm wit you I miss you bae
That body on you so official bae, plus I love the freaky lil games we play

(Girl you got that good)
(Girl you got that good)
(Girl you got that good)
(Girl you got that good)
(Girl you got that good)

Rewind Time lyrics - Chingy

It's only one way and I can't switch sides
These niggas so broke and I don't kno why
I see you ain't real when I look in yo eye
Sno roll me a blunt up I wanna get high
So high up I feel like I can fly
RIP all of my niggas who died
Wish I can bring you back rewind the times
Heavy my heart cause you on my mind
We on the set got the bags on the scale
Only gone win cause we never gone fail
Don't hang wit no niggas I kno they gone tell
I rather be dead then locked up in jail
We in the spot he breaking down bells
Fuck it we still get them packs in the mail
Carry that pistol life make me not caurr
Niggas a hit you see they don't play fair

Came up on beacon whurr niggas was blooding
Fuck all that fashion they slangin and thuggin
Regals they riden and hoes no loving
Set tripping daily broad day in the public
Momma not working this shit is a struggle
Go the mask and go get a muzzle
I need my lil piece and I'm not talking puzzle
Don't respect me then lil hater it's fuck you
Faded wit riders who really be bout it
Think that I'm joking then you can see bout it
Draw down on us nah homie I doubt it
Pull up in benz, beamers and audis
Member when my auntie smoked up dope
Corner of prange pure no soap
Guess she felt she had no hope
Only resort was roc that coke
Man I swurr life like a maze
And we run in round in it like mice
Innocent people ducking them strays
Cause bullets have no love fa life
Free my relo he behind bars
Been in fa 20 and he ain't do it
Dicks they caught him up on a charge
Whatnot even him an they knew it

It's only one way and I can't switch sides
These niggas so broke and I don't kno why
I see you ain't real when I look in yo eye
Sno roll me a blunt up I wanna get high
So high up I feel like I can fly
RIP all of my niggas who died
Wish I can bring you back rewind the times
Heavy my heart cause you on my mind
We on the set got the bags on the scale
Only gone win cause we never gone fail
Don't hang wit no niggas I kno they gone tell
I rather be dead then locked up in jail
We in the spot he breaking down bells
Fuck it we still get them packs in the mail
Carry that pistol life make me not caurr
Niggas a hit you see they don't play fair

Hit a nigga up wit the set
Fuck it I ain't got no regrets
Stay wit my dogs no vet
Might jus pull up in a vet
Currency exchange like my nigga Bango
Click click bang got a sweet aim 4
Tonight she can be my lil Jane doe
Lil momma pussy good taste like mango
Off brand niggas get fucked off
Got about a mill plus ducked off
Tucked off duplex lux loft
Bitch backstab me get cut off
Authentic nigga no thro back
She threw it back ran me 4 stacks
Fa that no a nigga gone poke that
Y'all funny ass niggas whurr the jokes at
Quit breaking it up homie smoke that
Quit blessing the bottle nigga toast that
Say you got a rose nigga where ghost at
Yo flows not yos [?] ya ghost at
Man I swurr life like a maze
And we run in round in it like mice
Innocent people ducking them strays
Cause bullets have no love fa life
Free my relo he behind bars
Been in fa 20 and he ain't do it
Dicks they caught him up on a charge
Whatnot even him and they knew it

It's only one way and I can't switch sides
These niggas so broke and I don't kno why
I see you ain't real when I look in yo eye
Sno roll me a blunt up I wanna get high
So high up I feel like I can fly
RIP all of my niggas who died
Wish I can bring you back rewind the times
Heavy my heart cause you on my mind
We on the set got the bags on the scale
Only gone win cause we never gone fail
Don't hang wit no niggas I kno they gone tell
I rather be dead then locked up in jail
We in the spot he breaking down bells
Fuck it we still get them packs in the mail
Carry that pistol life make me not caurr
Niggas a hit you see they don't play fair

Eurrthang lyrics - Chingy

When they ask me what's good I say Eurrthang
I done balled out baby coppin Eurrthang
No losses over here we bet Eurrthang
Been through a lot of shit I'm talking Eurrthang

Nigga fuck your trust
They hating on us worldwide I just leave them in dust
Bubblin like a motherfucker boy
Until I bust
Yeah the Earth is a plain
And I come from the crust
It's all love with me
But I know we living in lust
So that paper pussy power on me
Yeah that's a must
I remember when I used to write raps on the bus
Now I write raps in a penthouse that's plush
Me buck bam still rockin like we went J
Game change but fuck only option to stay
Revolution on its way
So I'm Coppin the K
Watching my prey
Thuggin with who's not in my way

They say time heals wounds
Universe is timeless
Go and get your goons
All y'all behavior is mindless
I'm ascendant from the sacrum
All of y'all are spineless
If you ever hated on me
Homie fuck your kindness

On Eurrthang
When they ask me what's good I say Eurrthang
I done balled out baby coppin Eurrthang
No losses over here we bet Eurrthang
Been through a lot of shit I'm talking Eurrthang

When they ask me what's good I say Eurrthang
I done balled out baby coppin Eurrthang
No losses over here we bet Eurrthang
Been through a lot of shit I'm talking Eurrthang

President
Fuck Your plan
They trying to get my little Homie Nitty on that stand
Where I'm from we don't snitch take that shit like a man
Even if that means reading day to day in the can
Peace to the inmates
Dirrty I innerstand
This whole motherfucking system
Always underhand
And these girls so caught up
Always want a man
Trust yourself baby girl
First eye upper gland
Got my fist in the air
Ready to take it there
I saw the promised land
But will I make it there
It was full of milk and honey
They say it's sacred there
I took the Apple from Eve
And I ate it there

They say time heals wounds
Universe is timeless
Go and get your goons
All y'all behavior is mindless
I'm ascendant from the sacrum
All of y'all are spineless
If you ever hated on me
Homie fuck your kindness

On Eurrthang
When they ask me what's good I say Eurrthang
I done balled out baby coppin Eurrthang
No losses over here we bet Eurrthang
Been through a lot of shit I'm talking Eurrthang

When they ask me what's good I say Eurrthang
I done balled out baby coppin Eurrthang
No losses over here we bet Eurrthang
Been through a lot of shit I'm talking Eurrthang

When they ask me what's good I say Eurrthang
I done balled out baby coppin Eurrthang
No losses over here we bet Eurrthang
Been through a lot of shit I'm talking Eurrthang

When they ask me what's good I say Eurrthang
I done balled out baby coppin Eurrthang
No losses over here we bet Eurrthang
Been through a lot of shit I'm talking Eurrthang

Eurrthang
Eurrthang
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Invincible lyrics - Chingy

I'm ready to rumble
Crown Jewel, baby

Uh, I got a hawks eye point of view
What that mean?
That means that I am Hamp Haru
Supreme being, mathematician
Full deck magician
Codeleania, woke from listening to my intuition (invincible)
Yeah, all hail where we all dwell
History in our sails but we all fail
Cellhouse, crying to the man and they all tell
This verse a earthquake but nigga, on a small scale (invincible)
Yeah, ain't like thugs, you can ask L
Black EL, back in the day where we kaki bailed
In them alley with Naz and Kali's young Iraq males
On our way to see either death or them tacky jails

Invincible, lyrical
Own that crown
For lyrical combat
Guess who's back
Invincible, lyrical
Lyrical, lyrical
Invincible, lyrical
Invincible, lyrical
Own that crown
For lyrical combat
Guess who's back
Invincible, lyrical
Lyrical
And tell your favorite rapper that I'm ready to dunk
For real (yeah)

Uh, let go my wings
Unattach the rail
Hood loyal scholarship
The knowledges are full sale
Yeah, push the envelope and pull whales
On the real, I am in charge on a bull scale (invicible)
Or let the pineal, where the secret kept
Turnin' to AK for some knowledge and I keep it kept
Reload and load and let it go for when the reaper step
I'm complete, this 9K, I know you see the depth (invincible)
Death, spiritual essence, you can see the breath
Cosmic intelligence, callin' plays, you can't see the ref'
Yo' criticism is worse and I know you see the best
I don't turn on, I been on so motherfucker, press

Invincible, lyrical
Own that crown
For lyrical combat
Guess who's back
Invincible, lyrical
Lyrical, lyrical
Invincible, lyrical
Invincible, lyrical
Own that crown
For lyrical combat
Guess who's back
Invincible, lyrical
Lyrical
And tell your favorite rapper that I'm ready to dunk
For real

On Go lyrics - Chingy

Ooh, jackpot!

Cut the tail off the snake (clip it)
What does it take for a nigga to be great (get your hustle on)
A couple inns an a house on a lake (on a lake)
If that's the case I've been great, you just late (huhhh)
She say I got good taste
Cause her ass fat wid a lil' waist
So she wanna take me on a lil chase
Capture that pussy beat it up then escape (huhhh)

Yeah I'm on go, on go, whaaa
My niggas they on go, on go, yeah
Lil mama she on go, on go, hey
Who did it? I don't know, don't know (huhhh) (snitches)

Sold millions, sold millions (niggas owe me money)
You bitter? Your feelings, old feelings nigga (middle finger boyy)
Hold niggas, hold niggas
Gossipin' like hoes I should call 'em golddiggers (just like hoes) (huhhh)
Cut the check, cut the check
I don't want nuttin from ya but the check (huhhh)
Fuck respect, fuck respect (fuck it)
Cause any given time niggas turn for the check (huhhh)

Yeah I'm on go, on go, whaaa
My niggas they on go, on go, yeah
Lil mama she on go, on go, hey
Who did it? I don't know, don't know (huhhh) (snitches)

Rolly polly call some stacks (stacks)
Holy moly bitch, I am back (back) (check it)
That's a Tesla, not an ack (ack)
80s baby, I was born crack (whip it)
Dope, whip it up make a thug pack
Bought a ****, fixed it up on **** now
Hoes checkin' for me, checkin' checkin' for me
Go to cloud 9 tell 'em wait a second for me

Yeah I'm on go, on go, whaaa
My niggas they on go, on go, yeah
Lil mama she on go, on go, hey
Who did it? I don't know, don't know (huhhh) (snitches)

Took a loss cuz of fuck nigga (fuck nigga)
Haven't fucked niggas in the business (stay out)
Fuck niggas, soon turn into witness (snitches)
40 cal now you running, fuck boy fitness (hahhh)
Drop that honey on some Louis (yeahhh)
Drop that honey on some Guccis (copy, copy)
Woah! Drop 2 g's on some coochie (get that money)
Strawberry pussy, I call her mama smoothie (whooo)

Yeah I'm on go, on go, whaaa
My niggas they on go, on go, yeah
Lil mama she on go, on go, hey
Who did it? I don't know, don't know (huhhh) (snitches)

He got my name in his mouth, take it out (shut yo mouth)
She got my thang in her mouth, can't take it out (no)
You're out here trolling for the clout, shut your mouth (shhh)
You bein' goalie for the clout, hit it spouse (ohhh)
Swagilicious, they say Chingy the shit (Chingy the shit)
All white coupe, that's a Mercedes brig (whola, whola!)
Flip a stack without hittin' a lid, (flip it)
Be 40 with the boss cause with this I'm sick (yessir)

Yeah I'm on go, on go, whaaa
My niggas they on go, on go, yeah
Lil mama she on go, on go, hey
Who did it? I don't know, don't know (huhhh) (snitches)

Relax lyrics - Chingy

(from "Fantastic 4" soundtrack)

What's up world?
It's ya boy, Ching-a-ling
You know we can't stop now
Life is so fantastic, baby

Relax, keep movin' on man
You don't wanna do that
Relax, keep movin' on man
You don't wanna do that
You don't wanna do that, nah
You don't wanna do that, relax
You don't wanna do that, nah
You don't wanna do that, relax

Yeah, yeah, come on
All the ladies say I make it hot
Call me Johnny Storm
Man, I stay on fire
I ain't never lukewarm
Flame up
I'm here tell ya getcha game up
The good prevail
So how can the city blame us
They say I gotta gift
You know it's not a myth
Get outta line
The Thing knock you off a cliff
The city's taken over
It's our obviously
Sling that rock
Eighteen wheelers couldn't stop me, so do it
But imma have to soon
We livin' on the dark side
And I got beef with Doom
I'm fantastic
Treat me with royalty
But the first rule that we go by is loyalty

Relax, keep movin' on man
You don't wanna do that
Relax, keep movin' on man
You don't wanna do that
You don't wanna do that, nah
You don't wanna do that, relax
You don't wanna do that, nah
You don't wanna do that, relax

Who got beef?
Anybody, forget it
We'll bring it to 'em

We against our odds
And family only matter
But they come with the job
Equipped for any static
Might disappear on you, who know?
My disability make it easy to see through, like Sue
Killas one for all
And when our enemies all fall
We gon still stand tall
Ready to brawl
The leader of our camp
Sorta like Reed Richards
I can turn into a Bentley
Media take that picture
Man, imma be honest
Keep trippin' foes up
And we gon put it down, I promise
This real-life home boy, it's not a comic
I'm fantastic
Call the news when things get drastic

Relax, keep movin' on man
You don't wanna do that
Relax, keep movin' on man
You don't wanna do that
You don't wanna do that, nah
You don't wanna do that, relax
You don't wanna do that, nah
You don't wanna do that, relax

I play the game to win
So we aim to win
Breaking any machine
Bringing the pain again
I feel that metal is a worldwide get up
Call Victor Von
How you get the dime
Tell 'em
A stranger on the street not knowing [?]
But when it's beat, who get the job done
You suckas are [?]
Put you in plastic
Man, I ain't average
I'm Mr. Fantastic
You gon get your ass kicked
Recognize the power
Only the strong survive
And you'll get devoured
Calm down you coward
I'm so shockin'
Even Dr. Doom lose his power

Relax, keep movin' on man
You don't wanna do that
Relax, keep movin' on man
You don't wanna do that
You don't wanna do that, nah
You don't wanna do that, relax
You don't wanna do that, nah
You don't wanna do that

Relax, keep movin' on man
You don't wanna do that
Relax, keep movin' on man
You don't wanna do that
You don't wanna do that, nah
You don't wanna do that, relax
You don't wanna do that, nah
You don't wanna do that, relax

"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]

U A Freak (Nasty Girl) lyrics - Chingy (feat. Mr. Collipark)

Nasty girl... nasty girl... nasty girl... nasty girl

[Chorus:]
Far as i know you a freak, (Who me?) a lil nasty girl to shake her ass to the beat,to the beat, clap clap skeet skeet, (skeet skeet) cause all i really wanna do' but she dont come cheap.
Far as i no you a freak, a lil nasty girl to shake her ass to the beat, to the beat, clap clap skeet skeet, (skeet skeet) cause all i really wanna do' but she dont come cheap.

Chicken head patty cake, lean wit it rock wit it...
Chicken head patty cake, lean wit it rock wit it

[Verse 1:]
Hands up lil momma was up, know you see me pulling up in that truck, rimmed up chin chilla timbed up. hopped out matchin furr brim what?
Yah these freaks out tah nite, man herd they in route tah nite, no body should be sitting on the couch tah nite, hey grey goose got me feeling so rite.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Now i'm looking for that ass and dem jeans, shaped like a eight walk real mean, high class and always on the scene, cats ask her why she always looking mean.
Behind closed doors its a different thing, she get it from her momma i aint mad not me, not me
I can only show you these two things, clap clap, skeet skeet, now beat.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Nasty(Who?) Nasty girl(Me?) I dont mean to sturr(Boy what chu' looking at?)me i'd be at my hotel suite and maybe we can take it thurr?(Thats Right).
Nasty(Who?) Nasty girl(Me?) I dont mean to sturr(Boy what chu' looking at?)me i'd be at my hotel suite and maybe we can take it thurr?(Thats Right).

[Voice:]
This has a been a Colli-Park Slaughterlot presentation,

and we out.

Hahahaha.

Let Me Luv U lyrics - Chingy

Yea...Let me
This that Pro Player Music
Right hurr man
For the playas dirty
Let me
You aint even gotta say nothing to a girl
You aint even gotta approach her
She just gonna give it to ya
This aint for you rookies though
Aim for your best
Get it

[Chorus: Girl]
You can get this lovin
Its nothing
I think I got the something you wanting
So when you leave the club and
Come on in
Private party’s jumpin over here
Come on in, come on in, til morning
Come on in,
Come on in,
Come on in, til morning
Come on in

I bumped in to this chick
Light skin and 5’6”
Thick as a brick
Nice stomach with some wide hips
Approached her like what’s good baby?
You seem hood baby
Maybe we could hook up oh yea we should baby
She asked my name
I laugh and flash my chain
I can’t stop staring
Damn she got ass and thangs
We can forget about the club and go to crib
The finer things in life, that’s how I live
I told her think about it, take a second, then tell me
She said aint nothing to think about (ha ha)
Ya smell me
She got close and...
And almost overdosed
I stays fly ya know ya know

[Chorus: Girl]
You can get this lovin
Its nothing
I think I got the something you wanting
So when you leave the club and
Come on in
Private party’s jumpin over here
Come on in, come on in, til morning
Come on in,
Come on in,
Come on in, til morning
Come on in

[Chingy:]
We on the way to my house
Know what Im thinking about
Pop some Jodecy in
That’ll get her wet, no doubt
Look like you been needing a friend
To please, ya heard me
With that gangsta love, girl come ride with a G
Rolled up some of that sticky
Since she like to smoke
Did a 100 to the pad, had to stash the toast
Pulled into the driveway
Hopped out and opened the door
Ya’ll might think that’s weak
But all the real playas know
Got inside, said she’s cold
So I turned the heat on
Persian rug on the floor
To wipe ya feet on
And in 15 minutes, head boss gonna get beat on
She aint got no man,
Aint got no woman,
Who there to cheat on?
Can I get it?

[Chorus: Girl]
You can get this lovin
Its nothing
I think I got the something you wanting
So when you leave the club and
Come on in
Private party’s jumpin over here
Come on in, come on in, til morning
Come on in,
Come on in,
Come on in, til morning
Come on in

(This is how it went down...)

[Chingy:]
We in my bedroom
She ask, can I take a shower
Hell yea, there go the soap, lotion and baby powder
She got undressed in front of me
She must been reading my mind
Glad I aint buying
This something you'd want to see
Instantly, I snuck in
Then she told me, get in
I grabbed to glasses and a bottle of that Seagrams Gin
So we got in the Jacuzzi
Cause its more relaxing
Call me Mr. Miyabi
Cause that ass I'm gonna be waxing
She got a little tipsy
Then started feeling on me
Then start feeling on herself
Yep, its going down homey
Next thing I know,
She went down...I got blessed
Then she got on top and let it drop
You know the rest

[Chorus x2: Girl]
You can get this lovin
Its nothing
I think I got the something you wanting
So when you leave the club and
Come on in
Private party's jumpin over here
Come on in, come on in, til morning
Come on in,
Come on in,
Come on in, til morning
Come on in

Let's Ride lyrics - Chingy

[Fatman Scoop:]
What U Say When U Drunk In The Club (Hood Up)
And U Deep In The Club Let Me Know
(Hood Up)
Show Me Where U From If Ya City's #1
(Hood Up Hood Up Hood Up....)

[Chingy:]
Lets Ride
Then I Drop The Top
You Know Ching A Ling Gon' Make It Hot
Let's Ride
Girl I Got It Locked
Shut The Club Down When I Hit The Spot

Ain't No Secret Im Doin It Baby
If I Like What I See Im Pursuin It Maybe
But A Nasty Attitude That Could Ruin It Lady
If Its All Gravy Hop In And (Lets Ride)
And We Can Cruise A Lil Bit
Wild Out And Act Like Fools A Lil Bit
My Whip Aint Old Girl This That New Shit
2006 Ya Hear

Let's Ride

What U Gigglin For?
Twist That Thing And Wiggle It More
A Couple Big Faces What U Jiggle It For
Now Close My Door Hold On

[Chorus]

I Know U Like The ?? On The Floor Dont Ya
Strip Tease Yeah I Know You Will Won't Ya
Other Chicks Mad Cuz Chingy Flaunt Ya
And Ya Know I'm On Ya
If Ya Ready Then (Lets Ride)
?? To This
Heard In The Club If They Move To This
Get Ya Party On And Groove To This
Ay This That Shit Come On Girl (Lets Ride)
Ya Friends Can Come Too
Tell Em' Bout A Player That Rep The Lou
Yeah I Be Here Yup Thats My Crew
Now What Yall Wanna Do
Hood Up

[Chorus]

Err'body Come And Ride With Me
Grab A Glass Pull Some Drink And Blaze Up Them Trees

[Fatman Scoop:]
Work Ya Body
Twist Ya Body
Work Ya Body
Twist Ya Body
Stickshift (Work Ma)
Stickshift (Work Ma)
Stickshift (Work Ma)
Stickshift (Work Ma)
Work Ya Body
Twist Ya Body
Work Ya Body
Twist Ya Body
Stickshift (Work Ma)
Stickshift (Work Ma)
Stickshift (Work Ma)
Stickshift (Work Ma)

[Chorus]

Sit Down (On The Ground)
Sit Down (On The Ground)
Sit Down (On The Ground)
Sit Down (On The Ground)
Sit Down (On The Ground)
Sit Down (On The Ground)
Sit Down (On The Ground)
Get Low Now

"Powerballin'" (2004)




Haters 101 (Intro) lyrics - Chingy

Mannnn I Been Waiting On This Nigga And Waiting On This Nigga I Benn Waiting Since 2:00 Now It's 6:00 And He Still Not Here Is That That Nigga Yea That's That Nigga Ay Nigga Can I Get Out The Caryea Shit Yea I Just Came From My Baby Mama Brother Cousin House Wat Her Mama Was Cooking We Was Eating Oh I Can Can Understand Oh Snap Guess Who I Seen Over Thurr Who That Nigga Chingy And Them Get It Boys He Was Over Thurr Flossing Off At The Talking Bout How He Getting It And How He Had The First Spinners

Give Em Some Mo lyrics - Chingy

[Intro]
Its your boy chingy
Representin the king
G.I.B. git it boys
Stop hatin' derrty
And maybe you can get some in your life playa

[chorus]
Niggaz act like they got paper but no (oo, oo, oo)
Git it boy niggaz runnin the show (G.I.B.)
If you wit it get your ass on the floor (get up)
But then right before i finish (get up)
They say give me some mo

[verse 1]
Uhu
4 point 6, dodge in the dits
Trunck full of brick, enought to build a house
To give cat a fix, grand barry six
I gave it to my bitch, but thats how it goes
When a playa rich,
On the mound i pitch,
Call me mr. quick,
In a fast lick
(skert, skert)
Whips,
Flyin past grams
Derrty i'm the man
That ya don't understand
Back in hand
If the club wit me
Pop a bottle wit me
Niggaz got a problem
Tell'em come get me
The git it boys hurr
And you know
We from that 314,

[chorus]
Niggaz act like they got paper but no (oo, oo, oo)
Git it boy niggaz runnin the show (G.I.B.)
If you wit it get your ass on the floor (get up)
But then right before i finish (get up)
They say give me some mo

See some cats don't understand
How i got this and i got that
Derrty i laid back
Handle my business
Don't bother nobody, don't be hatin and backstabin unlike you fake ass niggaz do

[verse 2]
Damn boy wounder
A C3 hummer
Got for the summer
You won't want my number
Don't need that skeka
More friends niether
Tramps want a dollar
Thats why i holla
Young donald trump
Back on this grizzle
Kick in it wit banner
Down in mississippi
Man i'm world wide
Carryin a 4.5.
Doin this for life
Am i a pro
Right
49 hundred
Biggest street reppers
Waters think they hot
Bout as hot as peppers
Better in my basement
For you funky hoes
Chingy ain't gettin it
Trick gon buy some clothes

[chorus]
Niggaz act like they got paper but no (oo, oo, oo)
Git it boy niggaz runnin the show (G.I.B.)
If you wit it get your ass on the floor (get up)
But then right before i finish (get up)
They say give me some mo

Haha
Here i come man and ya probely sick of me
I'm in your face all the time when you be sittin at home
??
G.I.B.

[Verse 3]
Screw Bill gates
Chain and face
Name in place
In case of anger face
Bing in the scoop
Scale with the doop
A bell with a coke
Therd by the loab
Off in my loaf
Yall rappers think ya'll hard
I know ya'll soft
Its chingy
Ya'll hoes act for me
So i'm gone give it to'em
Like ron jeromey
Mo clarony
Don't slide up
Big cowerd behind me
In da rolls ride up
The sides so rough
Its st. louis
Fussed up grades
Im bout to run for the ciminal of state

[chorus]
Niggaz act like they got paper but no (oo, oo, oo)
Git it boy niggaz runnin the show (G.I.B.)
If you wit it get your ass on the floor (get up)
But then right before i finish (get up)
They say give me some mo

Fall'N lyrics - Chingy (feat. G.I.B.)

[Intro:]
Fall-N
Fall-N
Pussy nigga [x3]
Pussy niggas [x3]

[Chorus:]
To all my hustla niggas
Ball-N (ball-n)
To all you bitch ass niggas we gonna do it again
I got kin (kin) / I got friends (friends) / Think'in the river don't stop with the mens (?)
To all my hustla niggas
Ball-N (ball-n)
To all you bitch ass niggas we gonna do it again
I got kin (kin) / I got friends (friends) / Think'in the river don't stop with the mens (?)

[Verse One:]
Retaliation is a must
I'm keep'in the gutter broad
Anybody talk'in stuff – yeah I'm runnin up on ya
Banger (?) keep it by my side
Honey stacks don't fold right (wtf?)
Cause I got them streets tied – pimp'in like I'm roll'in right
Yeah your walk'in on the corner better get my money right
Cause I know your feet hurt / How you gonna stay by my side?
If you ain't gett'in it / I'm about to roll you right
Like a dodgy blunt (ho) – pick'in thrown off the side

[Chorus:]
To all my hustla niggas
Ball-N (ball-n)
To all you bitch ass niggas we gonna do it again
I got kin (kin) / I got friends (friends) / Think'in the river don't stop with the mens (?)
To all my hustla niggas
Ball-N (ball-n)
To all you bitch ass niggas we gonna do it again
I got kin (kin) / I got friends (friends) / Think'in the river don't stop with the mens (?)

(whoo – oo – oo)

[Verse Two:]
Do'in it like Donald Trump
I'm send'in this one to the women with body
And all my hustla's with the grill front
Thats got check / But it ain't gonna last for four months
Bought a chain – that's some cardy-? of grain (get it main)
Don't stunt / Get wit my beats in the four blunts-?
Leave with your cunt
Heads up – must of broke one
Yeah it's official now (… official now) / Blow your whistle now (… whistle now)
I got a rifle to tell 'em blow your whistle now-?
When I'm chill'in (when I'm chill'in) / Half fill'in (half fill'in)
Real good watch'in flat screens on the ceil'in
Big wheel'in (big wheel'in) / Quarter melon (quarter melon)
Three hundred c – plus tar-? spill'in ? (bitch!)

[Chorus:]
To all my hustla niggas
Ball-N (ball-n)
To all you bitch ass niggas we gonna do it again
I got kin (kin) / I got friends (friends) / Think'in the river don't stop with the mens (?)
To all my hustla niggas
Ball-N (ball-n)
To all you bitch ass niggas we gonna do it again
I got kin (kin) / I got friends (friends) / Think'in the river don't stop with the mens (?)

[Verse Three:]
But it depends (… it depends) / On how I feel (… how I feel)
And how you been in the past either your fake or your real
I don't deal / With whole niggas
Cuz whole niggas they / Hamper-? Dre like they're bigger than they really are
Ride'in in my fast car like Tracy Chapmen
I'm simply rapp'in
Given the world pure satisfaction
If action is what you like to do
Then play your role
Cause I'm tired of niggas com'in in my life (play 'em whole.-?)

[Chorus x1]

Balla Baby lyrics - Chingy

[Intro:]
You know the definition... of a Balla
That's me... C-H-I-N-G to the Y
Lemme explain it to you though

[Chorus:]
I'mma Balla (Balla) SAY WHAT
High Rolla Baby (Baby BABY)
Shot-caller balla (that's right)
Drivin chickens crazy
You a hata (You a hata)
Why you tryna play me (I don't think he know)
Fake playa (Fake playa)
Scarred I'll take ya lady
Ain't nobody gettin it like me (I'mma balla fa real)

[Verse 1:]
Girl I know you do the nasty (nasty)
I can tell when ya (when ya) walk past me (past me)
And ya Prada lookin flashy
Errthang on ya mind jus ask me
I know my err{ear} related to the wasky wabbit
Carrots{karets} all in it jazzy, it's a habit (uh)
Wurrs my cash? Outside - I gotta Benz & Jag
Both sittin on chrome Mags
Is ya down for gettin dirty wit a Git It Boy?
All I need is one night, just to hit it boy
After the club we can take it to a five star telly
Get a suite and lemme put some in ya belly
What's ya name? Sheena? Aw thought you was Shelly
Don't matta - 4 o'clock juss be ready
For a episode you prolly won't come - back from
Ya mama must be thick...that's where ya get ya back from?

[Chorus:]
I'mma Balla (Balla) SAY WHAT
High Rolla Baby (Baby BABY)
Shot-caller balla (that's right)
Drivin chickens crazy
You a hata (You a hata)
Why you tryna play me (I don't think he know)
Fake playa (Fake playa)
Scared I'll take ya lady
Ain't nobody gettin it like me (I'mma balla fa real)

[Verse 2:]
G.I.B. we keep it crackin ask M & Rich (wats up)
The girls on us, so derrty who you rollin wit? (G.I.B.)
From Magic City to The Pink Slip in The Lou
Them chicks love the diamonds that I get from Rob Jewels
We be in the spot, main hang up, flirtin'
We be surrounded by girls...man and I ain't perpin'
All I know is money, cash, hoes like Jay (like Jay)
And I got all 3. No I don't play! (don't play)
Chicks call me "Drama King" like Kay Slay (Kay Slay)
Cuz in the bed I bring it - Yeah! Night & day. (day)
Lettin' rounds off in em like a A.K.
You leavin wit me... tell me is it free or do I have to pay?
Whatchu say?

[Chorus:]
I'mma Balla (Balla) SAY WHAT
High Rolla Baby (Baby BABY)
Shot-caller balla (that's right)
Drivin chickens crazy
You a hata (You a hata)
Why you tryna play me (I don't think he know)
Fake playa (Fake playa)
Scared I'll take ya lady
Ain't nobody gettin it like me (I'mma balla fa real)

[Verse 3:]
I like em black, white, puerto rican or haitian
Japanese, chinese, or even asian
It don't matta what color on this occasian
Like smoke, take a hit of what I'm blazin
Instead of GOD it's me these girls praisin'.
Meet me at about 6 at the Days Inn.
5 of dem, 1 of me, I'm feelin' caged in.
I'mma pimp... I'mma keep on playin'.
You know I luv em for that 1 night (1 night)
I can take on 10 with my 1 pipe (1 pipe)
Knock em all like a bowlin pin on sight (on sight)
Think I'm shawt changin girl look hurr,
You betta getcha mind right cuz...

[Chorus:]
I'mma Balla (Balla) SAY WHAT
High Rolla Baby (Baby BABY)
Shot-caller balla (that's right)
Drivin chickens crazy
You a hata (You a hata)
Why you tryna play me (I don't think he know)
Fake playa (Fake playa)
Scared I'll take ya lady
Ain't nobody gettin it like me (I'mma balla fa real)

Jackpot The Pimp Pt. 2 (Skit) lyrics - Chingy

Hey, whats goin' on y'all?
Its your main man, Jackpot The Pimp once again.
Did you miss me? Hope not.
I've just been pan-handling makin' these hoes walk backwards to the track to get my stacks or get smacked and my pimpin',
HELL YEAH, 24/7, 3 hundred 65 days outta a yurr, I am, Baby.
But check this out, I talk to my main man, Snoop Dogg, the other day.
He told me to make a bi*** pay like she weigh.
Hoe, you made the bench you gotta line in.
Matter of a fact, bi***, dine-in.
You see you all this gator skin on me, hoe.
Fur on my rolls royce, flow.
Take ya shoes off before you get in hurr, bi***.
Say what? Pimp, I got the juice.
And the flock of hoes im bout to let it loose on your strip.
Wurrs my cash, Trick?
Get My Grib.
Nigga, quit watchin' Superfly so much
and quit copyin the mat.
I really do gotta Cadillac with a wheel
on the back that say 'Hoe Slayer'.
Hang up your game coat, nigga, and bow down to a REAL Playa

Leave Wit Me lyrics - Chingy (feat. R Kelly)

Baby don't you wanna leave this V.I.P and finish off this party in my hotel suite
Girl just follow me because I got room keys sex, red bull, velvi we be like the...[15x's]

[Verse 1 (Chingy)]
I pulled on the lot and then I fell up in the spot St. Louis hat cocked tryna
Find something hot drink in my hand hundreds in my pocket I don't care (care) if he's your man
Understand I'm your profit it's 2:39 we should leave by 3 we can stroll around or go get something to eat
outside I gotta fly drop you hungry round your girls up and we all can go to IHOP you probably think
I'm tryna cut maybe you're right you don't do one night stands well baby tonight I gotta presidential
Suite at the Ritz everything with me ain't that a shhh...

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 (Chingy)]
you're acting like you don't hear me come hear me quit faking and take a puff of this green
From Jamaica just bought a new yacht with 4 rooms and a bar no you're not that use to being around a
Hood star but papa told me good girls always go bad so if I touch right thurr ain't no need to
Get mad I could take you from the crib to paradise most of my chicks I like me thick plus naughty
And nice the way you sweep me off my feet you should be a broom the way you smell you should have your
Own perfume so knock knock who's thurr jackpot the pimp ?? do it tickle when I lick
your neck better get you wet looking at your sexy ass make wanna write a check

[Chorus]

[Bridge (R Kelly)]
Now hold on the way you pit it on me now hold on I love the way you shake it now hold
On you drop it then you pick it up now hold on girl you got me saying what the

[Chorus out]

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