Chingy other songs:

Down Thru Durr lyrics - Chingy

Uh uh bounce, yeah
Uh uh bounce, yeah

I'm a take her down through there
I'm a take her down through there
I'm a take her down through there
I'm a take her down through there

Bounce that ass,
Bounce that ass,
Bounce that ass,
Bounce it,
[4x]

She's a 5 star chick
But I'm not Yo Gotti,
I ain't chingalingin'
I will take yo hottie,
I call her coca-cola
Just because of her body
I call her coca-cola
Just because of her body
.. ass like "whoa kemosabe"
.. ass like "whoa kemosabe"
She's a bobblehead
So I call the hoe Bobby
At the party I pulled up
In that Maserati
Nigga I'm the man,
Came to throw a grand
Quit jockin me hater
And do yo own dance
5'6" mommy right there my type tho
Trying to see if she can suck it out like lipo
Girl, your chance this it so call me Michael
Norman Bates, the pussy killin, I'm so psycho
Take her down through there, yeah
Take her down through there, yeah
I'm a take her down through there, yeah
Take her down through there, yeah

Bounce that ass,
Bounce that ass,
Bounce that ass,
Bounce it,
[4x]

She's a bad bitch
But I'm not Lil Baby
Wanna get it poppin
We can take it the tellie
Check my country grammar bitch
But no I'm not Nellie
Check my country grammar bitch
But no I'm not Nellie
Yeah I keep that cheese baby
You can call me Yellie
Not Jeezy
But it ain't shit that you can tell me
Money that you sensing

So I know that you can smell me
Think that I'm the shit,
Hundred on my wrist
Ain't a cat in this club
That can do it like this
5'6" mommy right there my type tho
Trying to see if she can suck it out like lipo
Girl, your chance this it so call me Michael
Norman Bates, the pussy killin, I'm so psycho
Take her down through there, yeah
Take her down through there, yeah
I'm a take her down through there, yeah
Take her down through there, yeah

Bounce that ass,
Bounce that ass,
Bounce that ass,
Bounce it,
[4x]

I will make her bed rock
But I'm not Young Money
When it comes to chicks
I got it wrapped like a mummy
Fresh thugs all day and night never bummy
Fresh thugs all day and night never bummy
Need your pipes fixed mama?
I can do the plumbing
Need your pipes fixed mama?
I can do the plumbing
Cats cuff they hoes
When they hear that I'm coming
Talk shit then I'll pull and they start runnin'
Yayuh I'm that dude
Always makin moves
At your girl. doubt me buster?
I ain't got shit to prove
5'6" mommy right there my type tho
Trying to see if she can suck it out like lipo
Girl, your chance this it so call me Michael
Norman Bates, the pussy killin, I'm so psycho
Take her down through there, yeah
Take her down through there, yeah
I'm a take her down through there, yeah
Take her down through there, yeah

Bounce that ass,
Bounce that ass,
Bounce that ass,
Bounce it,
[4x]

I'm a take her down through there
I'm a take her down through there
I'm a take her down through there
I'm a take her down through there

Bounce
Bounce
Bounce

I Like lyrics - Chingy (feat. Lloyd)

[Chorus: Lloyd]
I, I love the colorful clothes you wear
And the way the sunlight plays upon your hair
I hear the sound of a gentle rain
On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air

[Chingy Talkin']
What's up lil mama
You know I been peepin you out right
You look good
I'm just tryn to get to know ya
It ain't like that
Why don't you come round
Give me your number
We can talk later on
You down with that?

[Verse 1:]
In the hood where I met ya
See I didn't wanna sweat ya
Though I knew I had to catch ya
Determined that's why I met ya
My homies on you too
So they say I can't get ya
Yeh I know I can cause them fools too disrespectful
Your swags stay on point, you pass by me I gotta check ya
Just tryna chat lil mama no need to give you a lecture
Maybe happiness wake up in the morning with bed & breakfast
With rose petals no pressure attached with a love letter (ya dig?)
I keep ya blushing bout the walk off so I guess
Heard this once before but them lames I don't stand next to
Just see the signs from god
I could be the one to bless ya
Turn your life around (yeah)
I'm different from all the rest of them fools who run game just to get in your frame
I'm the type of guy who give it to you good say your name
I test ya because I feel it's a spark in this
I'm not gon waste your time
So baby I'm a start with this
Lloyd

[Chorus: Lloyd]
I, I love the colorful clothes you wear
And the way the sunlight plays upon your hair
I hear the sound of a gentle rain
On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air [x2]

[Chingy: Talkin']
So what's goin
You think me and you can can get out later on
Baby look here
I ain't know how to bullshit
I'm just tryin to get to know you
Take you out
Feel you out
Give you the finer things that you probably never had
That's all I'm hurr to do
Can you dig that
No, I know I know I know you probably been hurt a couple times
That ain't why I'm hurr
I'm hurr to make sure you don't get hurt
You understand
I'm a put the cards in your hand
Whatever you wanna do, I'm down to do too
Holla at me

[Verse 2:]
I seen you round a couple times
I was with a couple dimes
And damn you so fine
I had to drop a couple lines
But your friends say he a rapper
They no good pay him no mind
If there's something good in your face hold on to it don't be blind
I sturr at you in the club so I sent you a glass of wine
I'm just tryna show you love get with me girl and we could shine
See I practice what I preach
I could take you out the streets
Have you travelin round the globe stayin at seven star suites
Lloyd

[Verse 3: Lloyd]
Since fried by the sun rays
That there was a rainy day
This one's shinin so fine
I'm just on a one way
Lookin for a pretty place
Pretty face has some big thighs
The words that you can say
That can never change the way
That I feel on the inside
You can try to get a life
Civilized, stop livin trife
Every time that you pass by [x2]

Lloyd, talk to her for me
Lloyd, talk to her for me dirty
That's right, that's right
I told you I'm hurr for you baby, it's really real
So when you ready to do this
Holla at me girl (yeah yeah)

Jackpot Back lyrics - Chingy

Hey wassup!
With the ladies and gentlemen this evenin'
Ya dig?
I'm Jackpot the Pimp steppin in fo a minute screamin at ya'll
Ya dig
The one that taught the mac how to mac
And the one that taught superfly how to flap his muthafukin wings
Yes in the flesh, it's me Jackpot the muthfukin Pimp
I see some of you playas,
Got cha hoes walkin around, and they movin to muthafukin slow
The bitch must got bricks on her muthafukin feet
Well check this out nigga
If you got a crease in ya muthafukin shoes, well ya walkin to much
And you ain't no real pimp
Man look
I got hoes who drive me around in the deville lac whit the muthafukin wheel on the back
And bitch I'm kickin my gators off
Whit my feet on the mink mutha fukin rug
Ya understand?
And ya got to understand this pimpin is real
Ya dig
Nigga I eat sleep and breath pussy muthafuka
Fuck the stock market
I'm down whit the cock market
Ya dig?
Niggas talkin bout dis a drought
Nigga it ain't no drought
I'm bringin them hoes in
And I'm bringin them hoes out
Bitch ya need to be all you can be
But this ain't the U.S. Navy
Bitch this the U.S pay me
I got 22 bitches coast to coast bring me 10 cent a muthafukin week, let's do the math that's 10 G's times 52, that's over a
Half a million dollars a year.
[Slap-slap] Bitch 'cum herre!

King Judah lyrics - Chingy

[Intro Talking:]
That's why we here, we got other things to do
But brothers and sisters, y'all better listen
And your God, that put you in this that put you in this
Is callin' now, He's telling you it's time
And they know it's time, they know it (know it, know it)

[Verse: Chingy]
Befo' I say this verse all praises to the most high (most high)
Sittin' on a throne, "Chingy the King" what I go by (Judah)
Jumped off the slave ship to a spaceship, boy I'm so fly (so fly)
Cut yo' triangle eye, with my shortminders, know I
You in the kitchen, cookin' up, trynna bake a pie
I'm readin' 'bout my past deception, trynna cremate a lie
Guess I should talk about, bottles, girls, the hood and guns
I've gotten sick of that you son of sin, I'm God's Son
Throw up yo' number ones, and rep that seven with me
New year for new light and new life where can’t no hater get me
And tell'em my machine, gotta do that for the cheese
And keep that swine, beef 'n shrimp, I don't want that slow disease
They sayin' nigga please, what you done got on?
I’m sayin brotha please, mad cause you ain't got on
I hope this here hit home, prolly not cause addictions
Satan in yo environment and I’ll be right here in my JUDAH-sdiction

[Hook: Chingy]
I can't deny it, I'm a straight rider
You don't wanna fuck with me (with me)
Got them gentiles bussin at me
But they can't do nothin' to a G

[Verse: Chingy]
Befo' I say this verse all praises to the most high (most high)
Sittin' on a throne, "Chingy the King" what I go by (Judah)
Jumped off the slave ship to a spaceship, boy I'm so fly (so fly)
Cut yo' triangle eye, with my shortminders, know I
You in the kitchen, cookin' up, trynna bake a pie
I'm readin' 'bout my past deception, trynna cremate a lie
Guess I should talk about, bottles, girls, the hood and guns
I’ve gotten sick of that you son of sin. I’m God’s son
When will we live as one, prolly not 'til the end
Agenda 21 just started, let the show begin
Fix you face up from this hate, there's FEMA camps in yo state
They must pray there's no debate, I president the debate
Wait (wait), hope you got what you wanted
Take yo' kids out they school systems, why? Cause their teacher's haunted
I know I'm gone be wanted, we gotta die for some
Now turn the treble up and beat low but the speakers bumpin'

[Hook: Chingy]
I can't deny it, I'm a straight rider
You don't wanna fuck with me (with me)
Got them gentals bussin' at me
But they can't do nothin' to a G

[Verse: Chingy]
Befo' I say this verse all praises to the most high (most high)
Sittin' on a throne, "Chingy the King" what I go by (Judah)
Jumped of the slay ship to a spaceship, boy I'm so fly (so fly)
Cut yo' triangle, I whipped my shortminders, know I
You in the kitchen, cookin' up, trynna bake a pie
I'm readin' 'bout my past deception, trynna cremate a lie
Guess I should talk about, bottles, girls, the hood and guns
I've gotten sick of that true sonners and them God Sons

[Outro Talking]
Goin' down for all the wickedness, and what it perpetrated on the Earth
And you're livin' in that time, we're living in that generation
Okay, right now you got the UN armies guarding all the borders, right now
The only job you can get right now, is a military job
There are preparing mass slaughters, over half a million coffins is waiting in, in Half a million waiting in Georgia
Over 2 million coffins is waiting between, between Arizona, Mexico and Canada, okay
All your storing facilities, they've erected
They're ready for a mass murder
Read:
Therefore should all hands be faint
And every mans heart shall melt [2x]
Whoever is not connected to the most high
When this go down, you're not gonna make it, okay
I hate to be the bearer of bad news
But before the most high destroy anything
He sends teachers, to warn the people
And no one listens
No one prophesied for a hundred and twenty years
People looked past him, spit on him, talked, told him he was crazy
Until it rained
Same thing is goin' on now
The most high telling people "you better change"
You knew sooner or later this place would go down
Based on what is perpetrated on the Earth
You gone steal kill, destroy and disease
And believe the man upstairs don't say "you know what, it's time for me to pay this place a visit"
You don't build a country, a country off rape, robbery, robbery and murder
And think God is just gonna stand back and let this be

Mobb Wit Me lyrics - Chingy

Uh uh uh uh..uh uh uh uh uh huh
That's Right

[Hook: repeat 2X]
Who wanna Mob wit me (I do derrty)
You wanna Mob wit me (Yes I do derrty)
It's all you what you see (I know what)
Ain't no playin in these streets

[Chingy]
I'ma slide in and Slide out her
Big Work is what I hide in my house
For the hate ammunition make em hide out
Leave ya head like a highway wide out
Flat out once the cat out Gats out
Bring Forearms and bats out Chainsaws 2 ax out
The Blackout-It's 2 white but need a Black house
Got a rat spouse who act out overcracked out
Gotta access with the back out on a back route
To send shots at that house
Rats snitch so I trap mouse
Need a hit bigboss man Chingy who they ask bout
Up and on ya can is blast out
Smashed out
Eyes red once the hash out
Every check gotta get cashed out
Trips for my people on the 1st in
Bustin in I'm the last out

[Chorus]

[Chingy]
The usual suspect but never seen
Like my paper foreever green wit a 2gether team
Whatever seems leads 2 better cream
Better bring them Beredda things
Like it rain in the dark-I wet a team
My level's mean instead of lean (lean)
Or here the face of this earth bout 2 let a Stream
Last night I seen Jesus face the Earth and shed a turr (tear)
Will I make it or be dead this yurr (year)
Nah I be glossin on them shiny feet like a Pedicurr (cure)
Posted up in a Tactic like Metal Gear
The rose petal's here (uh)
You from the concrete cracks never met a Fear (urr)
Just a metaphor 2 better your head'll blurr
Instead of blurr let it clurr how stress is and let it cure (urr)
Haters hate it hurr slap you like hunters at a duur (eer)
This present year not 4 you peasants here (urr)
My message here is a must now that I address you queer (urr)

[Chorus]

[Chingy]
Once I weighed the beats
Behave the streets
Pave the week
with heat 7 days a week
Plays in sheet
Grenade ya peeps-Invade ya cheats
Bitches wanna blood bath so I bathe the freaks
Save ya greif-Yo make up I made ya meat
You made the beef-I ate the beef
Knock out ya fronts ta where they have 2 tape ya teeth
Replace ya teeth
you 2 soft ain't no way that you can face the street
I lace the beat
Trackrunner feds can't trace my feet
or replace my bars in a place wit bars
Speedy racer won't cha race these cars
Make me large take charge and say we stars
Don't play we are Make Me War
Go crazy and blow up some shit
Rep yo hood cuz you goin see me throw up some shit
Pull it out and slug up some shit
Tore up and spit clips 2 them peoples come in and show up wit shit

[Chorus]

[Talking]
Uh huh That's just 2 let you know when you mob wit me
Don't ask no ?'s if you goin roll then roll
If you not goin roll then I'm goin roll right over
Mobb Wit Me Who
The West side goin mob wit me
The North side goin mob wit me
The East side goin mob wit me
Down South goin mob wit me
Nationwide Worldwide
Mob wit ya boi Chingy
Ain't no playin in the streets

Shorty (Put It On The Floor) lyrics - Chingy (feat. Busta Rhymes, Nick Cannon, Fat Joe)

[Intro]
New York, Put it on the flo’.
New York, Put it on the flo’. (What!) (C’mon)
Cali, Put it on the flo’.
Cali, Put it on the flo’.
Miami, Put it on the flo’.
Miami, Put it on the flo’.
Atlanta, Put it on the flo’.
Atlanta, Put it on the flo’.

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
One time, the women start sniffin around, when we be rippin’ it down, we got ‘em stickin’ around.
The way they love to feel like I’m the king of the town.
The way my money stack steep and got ‘em flippin’ around.
And got ‘em makin’ a sound.
Ayo, you looking delicious. Baby girl, I only use my dough for coochie or chicken.
Listen, cooked food. Shorty fatten my tummy. You can go in and have my slice, don’t touch my money.
Even though you looking good and it was nice to meet ya, you be lucky if you even get a slice of pizza from me.
Before you ever try to touch my money clip, I’ll put you on the corner walking up and down the money strip.
Now looka here, honey dip betta find another dummy quick. Homie tryna stunt, betta jump inside a money whip.
I see where you can get and keep it over there, you betta try your luck cause you ain’t getting nothing over here.

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
I think you need to move it to the left (Shorty)
Move it to the left (Shorty)
If you ain’t got your own paper, I don’t suggest you hold your breath (Shorty)
Keep it right (Shorty)
You betta keep it tight (Shorty)
You betta bring money out ya crib, cause you ain’t getting none of mine, tonight (Shorty)

[Verse 2: Chingy]
Ma, let me see you twist it like a centipede.
I keep a sack of that, plus some Hennessey.
Since I got rich, I keep a lot of enemies.
But trick when it’s like that, it’s cause I been a G.
Look at the way women tend to grin at me.
I like the way she shake it with a lot of energy.
Magnums, alcoholic freaks the remedy.
I’m the young Donald Trump, is y’all hearing me?
Girls on the side line, yeah they cheerin’ me.
Ask her, can she drive a stick, now she steerin me.
Man, I’m sick. Know it ain’t no curin’ me.
C to the H to the I-N-G. Y

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
I think you need to move it to the left (Shorty)
Move it to the left (Shorty)
If you ain’t got your own paper, I don’t suggest you hold your breath (Shorty)
Keep it right (Shorty)
You betta keep it tight (Shorty)
You betta bring money out ya crib, cause you ain’t getting none of mine, tonight (Shorty)

[Verse 3: Fat Joe]
Put that ass up on the flo’, make it clap when you see cats pass for the door.
I ain’t tryna act gassed at all, chicks attack like he’s Joe Crack the boss.
Played it back, cause I be so paranoid.
I got a wife, but baby please don’t back it off.
She understood that, said, “What’s good, Crack?”
Got me screaming with a hood, with a hood rat.
Mami, I ain’t gotta pot to piss in
But the rocks got a gleam, so hard to miss ‘em.
So I, cut the chase, took her out the place.
Put her in a bed, put a smile on her face.
She don’t know Joe Crack, the Daun
Never spend no type of real cheese on a broad.
All I keep is a 100 G’s, limit credit card.
Could you believe, we could spend it all.

New York, Put it on the flo’.
New York, Put it on the flo.’
Jersey, Put it on the flo’.
Jersey, Put it on the flo’.
V.A. Put it on the flo’.
V.A. Put it on the flo’.
Chi-town, Put it on the flo’.
Chi-town, Put it on the flo’.

[Verse 4: Nick Cannon]
Shorty, you gon’ work for this little bit of change.
Side order of pimpin’, little bit of game.
What ya know, gon’ hurt, just a little bit of pain.
When I rip your skirt, from your little bity frame.
Whole lot drinkin’, whole lot of cash.
Dirty ol’ Nick with a whole lot of **
Fly Guy, Antonio Vaugus.
Porshe’s we ain’t even parkin.
Valet, alligator air forces.
Waves in my head have them chicks getting nauseas.
Love don't cost a thing, my dough, your world.
So shake it like a n-n-n-nasty girl.

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
I think you need to move it to the left (Shorty)
Move it to the left (Shorty)
If you ain’t got your own paper, I don’t suggest you hold your breath (Shorty)
Keep it right (Shorty)
You betta keep it tight (Shorty)
You betta bring money out ya crib, cause you ain’t getting none of mine, tonight (Shorty)[2x]

BK, Put it on the flo’.
BK, Put it on the flo’.
BX, Put it on the flo’.
BX, Put it on the flo’.
St. Louis, Put it on the flo’.
St. Louis, Put it on the flo’.
Philly, Put it on the flo’.
Philly, Put it on the flo’.

Superhero lyrics - Chingy (feat. Chris Woodhouse)

I can be your superhero baby
The one that's going to save you if you're in danger
You know who to call whenever you fall
I'll be there to catch you and come to your rescue.

(That's right look)
It's a bird it's a plan no baby it's Chingy
You know I'm right here girl holla when you need me
When life gets tough I can make it look easy.
We can do the stuff that you see on TV
Superman be my Lois Lane
I'll be your Tarzan you can be my Jane
I'll make the sun shine when it's trying to rain
I can easy your stress take away your pain ugh.
I ain't trippin' off the next man
Baby I'm a beast but I ain't tryin' be your X-man
Number one ain't going to be nothing less than
No bettin but I'm ev'rybody' best man.

Baby come and take a ride with me
To the getaway come hide with me
Baby take my hand come fly with me
Baby girl let me show you what I can be yeah

I can be your superhero baby
The one that's going to save you if you're in danger
You know who to call whenever you fall
I'll be there to catch you and come to your rescue.

Let me be your superhero baby
Let me be your superhero baby
Let me be your superhero baby
I can be yours
I can be yours

(Look)
Bruce Wane money we can hit the town
G5 jet we can hit the clouds
Do I make sure your safe when I'm around?
If you slip don't trip you won't hit the ground ugh.
‘Cause I won't let you I'll be right there baby girl I catch you
No sweat don't worry or fret boo
I'm make sure that it never come get you.
Yeah ‘cause I'm not that man
heat to your boy I can show you where it's at and
I can do it I can do it no sweat yeah
Dealing with the villains baby Imma be your batman.

Baby come and take a ride with me
To the getaway come hide with me
Baby take my hand come fly with me
Baby girl let me show you what I can be ugh.

The one that's going to save you if you're in danger
You know who to call whenever you fall
I'll be there to catch you and come to your rescue.

Let me be your superhero baby
Let me be your superhero baby
Let me be your superhero baby
I can be yours
I can be yours

Baby I'll come save you (save you) when the trouble comes
There's nothing I can't do (can't do) when the time comes

Baby I'll come save you (save you) when the trouble comes
There's nothing I can't do (can't do) when the time comes

Baby I'll come save you (save you) when the trouble comes
There's nothing I can't do (can't do) when the time comes

Baby I'll come save you (save you) when the trouble comes
There's nothing I can't do (can't do) when the time comes

I can be your superhero baby
The one that's going to save you if you're in danger
You know who to call whenever you fall
I'll be there to catch you and come to your rescue.

Let me be your superhero baby
Let me be your superhero baby
Let me be your superhero baby
I can be yours (I can be yours)
I can be yours (I can be yours)

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