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’.
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.
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)
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
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)
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’.
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.
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)
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’.
Baby dont chu wanna leave this V.I.P and finish off this party in my hotel suite
Gurl juss follow me because i got room keys sex, red bull, velvi we be like da...
I pulled on tha lot and then i fell up in tha spot St. Louis hat cocked tryna
Find somethin hot drink in my hand hundreds in my pocket i dont cerre (care) if he ya man
Undastand im yo profit its 3:39 we should leave by 3 we can stroll around or go get somethin ta
Eat outside i gotta fly drop u hungry round ya gurls up and we all can go to IHOP u prolly think
Im tryna cut maybe ya right you dont do one night stands well baby tonight i gotta presidential
Suite at tha Ritz errthang wit me aint that a shhh...
U actin like ya dont hear me come hear me quit fakin and take a puff of dis green
From Jamaica juss bought a new yacht wit 4 rooms and a bar no yo not that use to bein around a
Hood star but papa told me good gurls always go bad so if i touch ir right thurr aint no need to
Get mad i could take u from tha crib to paradise most of my chicks i like me thick plus naughty
And nice tha way u sweep me off my feet u should be a broom tha way ya smell ya should have ur
Own perfume so knock knock whos thurr jackpot tha pimp ?? do it tickle when i lick
Ya neck better get chu wet lookin at cho sexy ass make wanna write a check
Now hold on tha way u pit it on me now hol don i luv tha way u shake it now hold
You know the definition... of a Balla
That's me... C-H-I-N-G to the Y
Lemme explain it to you though
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)
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?
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)
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?
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)
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...
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
Yall ride 18's we ride 26's
Big truck Big wheels rollin ova ditches
Crome rims loud pipes heated like a kitchen
Ice chain Ice watch gettin at these bitches
Yall ride 18's we ride 26's
Big truck Big wheels rollin ova ditches
Crome rims loud pipes heated like a kitchen
Ice chain Ice watch gettin at these bitches
Im the wrong balla to flex with
Diamond stud earings and neckless
And my truck on 26's driving reckless
Got a pound yep and on my way to texas
yep im on there trowing up my set shit
Spinnas with the color trim ho's breathless
Paint shinning brite like morning breakfast
Once i slide up in the party pull the best bitch
Yo chick still want me even though she pregnant
Run game on a trick like check this
She seen the atm recipt and got wet with shit
She in a lexus told her park her whip
270 im bout to exit
I can bet a grip she work her hands and lips
Like a porno star who cares if her man a trip
I can handle it its so scandelous
I got them thing conpocky on a rubberband skinny
I pull up laughing at another man 20's (ha)
Yep the yunger man i run the dam city
I gotta pocket fulla hundreds fifty's rubberband 20's
Peep the shoes these is huge
Im probably on the service road nigga speeding in cruise
I bleed and bruise of reaching fools
So dont reach
u aint talking bout money then dont speak
Dont preach church don wan taught me that
The bitches had me gone but the money brought me back
Im seeing crome and i do them runs flat
President tent front back
Man i wish them old b p's come back but i roll on em
Hundrend spoke big d's tripple gold homie
No homie my rims aint twizzles
But dont get it twisted them is 26's
Vroom vroom hear me start it up
Let the louis vuitton interior soak plus
With the red piping
got 2 ho's diking
Dirty try to jack me yes i'll bust
Got cars and trucks
All type of stuff
And a h3t if that aint enough
Bout to hit the park with a 12 pack getting drunk
Hataz breaking they neck cause they know whats up
Im posted up with 4 toasters bra
Test me faget if u think im a joke to ya
All my cats ride big in the lou u know
Should be against the law the way i floss sew me ho
B-a-l-l-a me
Giovanni keep these walls going crazy
Big baby im the same g
Chingy and Murph durph
Ooo Ooo
Let me get a sample of that ass, Ooo Ooo
I ain't +Mystikal+ but girl, +Shake it Fast+, (Don't stop, get it, get it)
Ooo Ooo, You think I can come over and smash?
Ooo Ooo, Don't stop, get it get it (Do what you do)
The club be packed, Hey, send me a bottle of that
It's hella ass, some with glitter and exotic tats
You know my stats, superfly, MAC
I'm in the back getting worked by this girl named Cognac, matta fact
I want to take her home, the reefer got me in the zone
Intentions to bone, we all alone, by ourself
This ain't a strip club, but she act like it
Ever seen her, bowling pins dawg, she stacked like it
Now I'm at the bar, chicks treating me like a star
In my face, asking questions, and can they ride in my car
I'm law, so authorities can't pin me for shit
Hey baby, see me and you, we can pack it up and split
Let's go, forget Motel 6, we can go to the Mariot
I see it in her eyes, man a girl getting very hot
I'm packing like a 357, so I keep magnums
Keep it real, cause you will never find out if you don't ask em, Is we tagging?
If your ass is fat and you know it, clap your hands
Wearing those pants, I'll be damned if I miss my chance to advance
I'm in a tan, what's the name, I own some whatchamacallits
They keep spinning and spinning, hey man, What do you call it?
Got a 1-5 jersey, on the go with them wheels
Look at it wiggle wiggle, she say it's all in the heels
You a damn lie girl, I think it's all in the skills
And for real, I think you practicing on what pay the bills
You be confused man, I look picky as hell
Never trust a big butt, that smile like Ricky Bell
What the hell?, Murphy rather pay to get out of jail
Cause if she tell me to pay, somebody better pay my bail
Matta fact, I'ma pay myself, my own money
Mr. long money, even after I loan money
I own honey's mentals man, I'm in they mouth so much
God damn, I pay for dental plans, man
Get it, get it girl, it's your world, I'm a squirrel, (squirrel)
Searching for a nut, so more than scissors I cut, (cut)
You can be a slut (slut), hoochie lady, or housewife, (wife)
A real man gon' want to hit it, it's hanging out, right? (right)
Ladies don't get offended, when he tell you that you're thick, (you are)
And he wouldn't mind coming over about six
If you like the smooth, let him, you don't dig em? Don't sweat 'em
You want 'em? Play like your panties and t-shirt and let 'em wet 'em
Hey yo, my ladies come in +Dueces+ like +Staley+ and +McAllister+
Came up with the 'Tics, they help me not fall like banisters
Sammy Sosa's got traded for Ken Griffey's
And when we roll, the L's stay lit, like Missy
Plus I stay busy, like kids, I call it biz
And if it is what it is, I'm on your head like wigs
I'm a rapping Taye Diggs, I give the women they groove back
When it comes to the wood, I'm the best man to use that
Chingy, Murph durph, uh uh
Let me get a sample of that ass
Murph durph and, Chingy, what they, say?, uh
Let me get a sample of that ass, S-T-L
Throw yo hood up if you representin
(Northside, Westside, Southside, Eastside)
On my side aint nuthin but, hustlas baby
Throw yo hood up if you representin'
(Westside, Northside, Eastside, Southside)
On my side aint nuthin but, gangstas baby
Throw yo hood up if you representin'
Gangsta as a Cadillac DeVille wit fo's
This for all my thundercats that feel my flow
To slang weight, my young guns will steal ya o's
Catch a bellin down Lukerson & Hunt de-real a ho
In ya top piece, suburb mart, ya not street
I know fools from Wilson that'll whack ya, ya got beef
Used to go to Skate King back when bangin was in
And if the fiends aint have 20, we would slang it for 10
Drankin' the gin, posted on the corners at night
Sparkin pound while my homies in the street, slapped right
Ride bikes, patrolin' the hood, keepin' out cops
Regals and drops, reppin' cuz beak in my block
Wild like rocks, my mentality got from my pops
And saints, bustin back in '90 hope you got from the shots
Put it down for the town and I gang wit us
St. Louis did it derty, throw yo hood up did you know we from the.
(Northside, Westside, Southside, Eastside)
On my side aint nuthin but, hustlas baby
Throw yo hood up if you representin'
(Westside, Northside, Eastside, Southside)
On my side aint nuthin but, gangstas baby
Throw yo hood up if you representin'
(Northside, Eastside, Southside, Westside)
On my side aint nuthin but, playas baby
Throw yo hood up if you representin'
(Eastside, Southside, Westside)
On my side aint nuthin but, thugs baby
Throw yo hood up if you representin'
Tity-Boi, Southside
Bad limp, fo' 5's on the hip
Don't know why I'm known to slip when I get high
One time but no more, won't sleep until the mornin'
Somebody need to take the trash out and I'ma do the chores
Softer than a cactus, put it on like actors
Hustle in the shadows on the bricks and they couldn't catch us
Gat still tucked, in my waist by my price time
Cuz my chain hang so low my tongue bang wit my pipe line
Walk around, all day wit this beam like it's night time
You can see em a mile away, but it'll touch ya from blind side
Flipped it, first to finsih to the car, that's a nice ride
Dig it, they spin they puchase round here they get kite high
Deal it, it's my description, my picture, my composure plot
This is how I get through 2 d's, niggaz!
My side we ride my crew's, iller, iller!
Throw yo hood up if you representin'
(Northside, Westside, Southside, Eastside)
On my side aint nuthin but, hustlas baby
Throw yo hood up if you representin'
(Westside, Northside, Eastside, Southside)
On my side aint nuthin but, gangstas baby
Throw yo hood up if you representin'
(Northside, Eastside, Southside, Westside)
On my side aint nuthin but, playas baby
Throw yo hood up if you representin'
(Eastside, Southside, Westside)
On my side aint nuthin but, thugs baby
Throw yo hood up if you representin'
Who done bust through the vapon yeah I'm hopin' to fight
Start a brawl, I'll shut that bitch down on openin' night
Let's fate, pull the bitches titties start on them dipes
Cause we leavin' wit some hoes and yeah we startin' wit dykes
Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand if you holdin' that bank
I got the game on lock, you barely a holdin' tank
Get drunk, get to shootin bust the whole club out
Us thugs out, I'm tryin' to dumb out, 'til I get drunk out
That's just the way I am, don't look down on me
My gun's a open bar, free rounds on me
And I'm an eastside nigga so I aint no punk
I make the crowd get it crunk and do the eastside stomp
Young Chingy let em know, that the deal is a fool
And I'm a carpenter's dream, I'm in love wit the tools
Lay low when the heat bust, off in the airr
DTP, Cris squad and we runnin' this herre, it go
(Northside, Westside, Southside, Eastside)
On my side aint nuthin but, hustlas baby
Throw yo hood up if you representin'
(Westside, Northside, Eastside, Southside)
On my side aint nuthin but, gangstas baby
Throw yo hood up if you representin'
(Northside, Eastside, Southside, Westside)
On my side aint nuthin but, playas baby
Throw yo hood up if you representin'
(Eastside, Southside, Westside)
On my side aint nuthin but, thugs baby
[J/Weav]
Ooh, yea yea
DTP, how we do
Call you and you can call me
Whatever you wanna do baby
[Chorus: J/Weav & (Chingy) 4x]
(You, could, roll, wit, me)
You call if you wanna bump over me
(If you was my baby)
I'm only one call away
[Chingy]
It was weird how we met, huh
She was wit her mom in Bank America
I'm wit my son cashin the check
So I asked outta respect (uh)
Would she like to explore the world or buy
We can fly in my jet
Her reply was "Yes, can I ask you sumpin?"
I seen it in her eye, mama lookin like all I wanted was sex
Scene moved to the next (that is true) but it was something
about this girl's style that make me feel no regrets
We started off casual; walks through the park
Candle light dinners by dark, I'm thinkin smart (smart)
Of course she might think I'm in a rush
To touch, clutch and be up, but baby I ain't on that stuff
Dropped her off and told her call me up, we can talk
Conversate about political subjects whatever's thought
So I zoomed off, lookin by and my phone rang
It was her in the shower, (she said) she said "I couldn't do without ya"
Then I said...
[Chorus: J/Weav & (Chingy) 4x]
(You, could, roll, wit, me)
You call if you wanna bump over me
(If you was my baby)
I'm only one call away
[Chingy]
The next day I'm with the fellas at the case playin ball
Here she comes wit her friends they posted up on the wall
Now I'm showin off, trynta dunk trynta dribble break fast
Through the middle just to see her smile and giggle
Game over I punched her wit a kiss on the cheek
The homeboys lookin at me sayin "Lil Howard you weak"
But you know how that go, what I got they want
What I got I flaunt, never mess wit it, PLEASE don't
Told her "I'm going home" she asked can she go too
I'm like "Yeah boo, I can't see me without you"
Got thurr, I took a shower jumped out she in the bed
With a see-through thong said I looked at her and said...
[Chorus: J/Weav & (Chingy) 4x]
(You, could, call, me)
You call if you wanna bump over me
(If you was my baby)
I'm always one call away
[Chingy]
Girl recognize game, before game recognize YOU
You're dealin wit a player, TRUE
Now whatchu wanna do?
We can kick it and go puff on a bluuunt
Oh you don't smoke? Grab a pint of Hen' then we can get druuunk
It's up to you, I'm the man but baby just let me know
Cuz if you got an attitude I could treat you just like a hoe
Get to rollin wit me baby, hop in there's enough room
We can gaze at the stars that shine like the moon
Gimme a chance to show ya, and a chance to know ya
Just be true, and there's nothing I won't do, for ya
Some women like to play it foul (foul)
But them the kind I put in the place of a child (child)
Don't worry be happy and smile and...
[Chorus: J/Weav & (Chingy) 4x]
(You, could, roll, wit, me)
You call if you wanna bump over me
(If you was my baby)
I'm only one call away
They mad at me
Check got Os, diamonds in my chain (they mad at me)
Good got Jordan’s, the sun in my Range (they mad at me)
Pass by don’t speak to the hatas (they mad at me)
House got marble floors and escalators (they mad at me)
Guess they ain’t neva seen a playa (they mad at me)
My girl in Luis that and Fendi this (they mad at me)
Ain’t my fault, smooth
Can’t eve ride down the street without somebody screamin
The woman love me and even the fellas be teamin
But see I hate male groupies, so jus steop the hell off
Look but don’t touch as I bail off, handle, wheel, and the clutch
I love what I’m doin ?? Support me and stop the hate
If I gave you 50 Gs to shut up you’d be straight
Sike, It won’t happen
Look hurr I ain’t jus rappin
I make it happen, like a captain, 2nd to none, I’m draftin
Holdin my own, I’m grown and do what I choose to
Ya like the blueberry Bentley
Though I ain’t hurr to amuse you
I got a safe in a place you will prolly never find it
Bein mad at me like bein mad at the game
I designed it
Ay, look at the rims on that car (tire screech)
Uh, dubs rub the cizzurb
Got the drink and izzerb
Floatin thought the city, man I gottz leave the subizzurb
Man, with the tvs and the wood expand, front to back
Plus and that flat flask black max, in the trunk you pump
Never take what I earn
Jus made a million plus, we got money to burn
Catch me in the quarter ?? Wit the triple arm
Hoppin out G’d up, dangling my DTP charm
Gotta get in and I’m wit it, it’s a must
I talk it, you see that gold
If you want it, it’s a must
You walk it
Baby blue Benz, old school, 74 hoe next to the blue and grey Rolls wit the blue and grey doles
Yo, national bridge I’m headin to
Uh, O’Fallon mark the spot
On Sunday Buck be heated
Cuz we peep 2s that’ll make you need to live or treat it
I hustle wit the raps like ounces of crack
Weigh it to my playa, sharp fools play it up
Never let a freak stroll, keep hoes on hold
Jus to talk to me, exciting like the Rams Superbowl
And I put that on goals if I don’t blow now I’ma repo this whole industry and its gon go down
W’sup wit it
See me glow in the dark
Catch me in the Northwest plaza buyin up the large
I paid my dues, don’t get mad, jus let me ball
[Intro: Snoop Dogg]
Bomb ass pussy
Ma ooh you got that bomb, know you got it
Ma ooh, you got some bomb ass pussy
Ma I know you got that bomb bomb pussy
[Chorus: Snoop] + (Girl)
(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae Inn
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
[Chorus: Chingy] + (Girl)
(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae Inn
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
[Verse 1: Chingy]
Peeps call me up {*phone ring*} said it's a ho-tel party
Just bring the liquor there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the store
Get a 12 pack of Corona, plus an ounce of 'dro, ya know?
Now I'm on Highway 2-7 need a natural graze road
I'm already blowed, hit third I'm a be be blowed some mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, rims still spinning
Valet look like he in the game and must be winning
To room 490 I'm headed, on my way up
There's three girls on the elevator like "wassup"
I told em follow me they knew I had it cracking B
One said "ain't you that boy that be on BET?"
"Ya that's me, Ching-a-ling equipped wit much ding-a-ling"
Knock on the door I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, Henny bottle to the face!
Fuck it then, feel like my head a toxic waste
There's some pretty girls in herre, I heard em whispering
Talking bout "that's that dude that sing 'Right Thurr' he glistening"
I ain't come to talk (talk) I ain't come to sit (sit)
What I came for was to find out who I'm gon hit, aww shit
[Chorus: Snoop + Chingy]
[Verse 2: Chingy]
Ma showed up like "what's the hold up?"
Man know what get them wraps and roll up
I took a chick in the bathroom seeing what's poppin
You know what's on my mind, shirts off and panties dropping
Niggaz knocking on the door drunk, and silly
The girl said "can I be in yo video" I'm like "yeah!", "oh really?"
Now she naked strip teasing, me I'm just cheesing
She gave me a reason to be a damn heathen
Handled that, told ol' G, bring tha camera
Then I thought about, no footage while I ram her
Walked out the bathroom smiling, cats still whiling
Sharing the next room wit some girls lookin like they from an island
[Chorus: Snoop + Chingy]
[Verse 3: Ludacris]
Stop, drop, KABOOM!, baby rub on ya nipples
Some call me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Wiggles
Far from little, make ya mammary glands giggle
Got 'em under control, the bowl of tender biddles
Doc-tor giggles, I can't stop until it tickles
Just play a little "D" and I'll make ya mouth dribble
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all after the pickle
I swing it like a bat, but these balls are not whiffle
Hit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or whistles
I ain't felt this good, since my wood lived off a thistle
Sippin' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels
For shizzle dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big Snoop Dizzle
Let the Henny trickle, down the beat, wit a ghetto tempo
I done blazed the instrumental, laid it plain and simple
Getting brain in the rental, I done did it again
My eyes chinky, I'm wit Chingy, at the Holidae In
[Chorus: Snoop + Chingy]
[Outro: Snoop Dogg]
Yeah, let the party begin, bitch
Ching-a-ling Ling, all the way in St. Louis
My nigga Chingy, Disturbing Tha Peace
Luda, Luda, going hard on you hoes
Yeah bitch, bring four of ya friends
Meet me at the Holidae In
Bring a gang of that Hen, some DSOP
Oh wee, and light that sticky icky
And we gone do the damn thing
Now what I'm talking bout
We gon' disturb the peace right now
Yeah we ain't doing nothing but chillin
We chillin' and nuttin'
Know what I'm talking bout, so push the button
You know what's happenin', fa shizzle, uh huh
Yeah bitch, trying to run from this pimpin'
You can't out run the pimpin' bitch, I done told you
Bomb ass pussy
Ma ooh you got that bomb, know you got it
Ma ooh, you got some bomb ass pussy
Ma I know you got that bomb bomb pussy
(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
Peeps call me up
said it's a ho-tel party
Just bring the liquor it's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the store
Get a 12 pack of Corona, plus an ounce of 'dro, ya know?
Now I'm on Highway 270 to Natural Bridge Road
I'm already blowed, get there I'm a be be blowed some mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, rims still spinning
Valet look like he in the game and must be winning
To room 490 I'm headed, on my way up
There's three girls on the elevator like "wassup"
I told em follow me they knew I had it cracking B
One said "ain't you that boy that be on BET?"
"Ya that's me, Ching-a-ling equipped wit much ding-a-ling"
Knock on the door I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, Henny bottle to the face!
Fuck it then, feel like my head a toxic waste
There's some pretty girls in herre, I heard em whispering
Talking bout "that's that dude that sing 'Right Thurr' he glistening"
I ain't come to talk (talk) I ain't come to sit (sit)
What I came for was to find out who I'm gon hit, aww shit
Ma showed up like "what's the hold up?"
Man know what get them wraps and roll up
I took a chick in the bathroom seeing what's poppin
You know what's on my mind, shirts off and panties dropping
Niggaz knocking on the door drunk and acting silly
The girl said "can I be in yo video" I'm like "yeah!", "oh really?"
Now she naked strip teasing, me I'm just cheesing
She gave me a reason to be a damn heathen
Handled that, told ol' G, bring tha camera
Then I thought about it, no footage as I ram her
Walked out the bathroom smiling, cats still whiling
Sharing the next room wit some girls lookin like they from an island
Stop, drop, KABOOM!, baby rub on ya nipples
Some call me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Wiggles
Far from little, make ya mammary glands jiggle
Got 'em under control, the bowl of tender biddles
Doc-tor giggles, I can't stop until it tickles
Just play a little "D" and I'll make ya mouth dribble
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all after the pickle
I swing it like a bat, but these balls are not whiffle
Hit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or whistles
I ain't felt this good, since my wood lived off a thistle
Sippin' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels
For shizzle dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big Snoop Dizzle
Let the Henny trickle, down the beat, wit a ghetto tempo
I done blazed the instrumental, laid it plain and simple
Getting brain in the rental, I done did it again
My eyes chinky, I'm wit Chingy, at the Holidae In
Yeah, let the party begin, bitch
Ching-a-ling Ling, all the way in St. Louis
My nigga Chingy, Disturbing Tha Peace
Luda, Luda, going hard on you hoes
Yeah bitch, bring four of ya friends
Meet me at the Holidae In
Bring a gang of that Hen, some DSOP
Oh wee, and light that sticky icky
And we gone do the damn thing
Now what I'm talking bout
We gon' disturb the peace right now
Yeah we ain't doing nothing but chillin
We chillin' and nuttin'
Know what I'm talking bout, so push the button
You know what's happenin', fa shizzle, uh huh
Yeah bitch, trying to run from this pimpin'
Uh...Uh...Uh..He's here...He's Here...He's Here
He..is..here..is he..really?
Don't be scurred now
Got it made now
Come to lay it down
He..is..here
Don't be scurred now
Got it made now
Just pray to God I don't get you
Back slap that ass
Clap that ass
Dropping body bags
Glocks and mags
Four blocks you fast
Talk your trash (Drop you fast)
Never jock a cat
I will blast
Shot is stacked
Rock your hair
Watch my mirror
Stocking caps so I watch my style
Cock and grab
Open up shop and draft
Quarter bags all of that
Water lasts shorter halves
Have ya comin back cause I'm fourth of stash
Extort the hash
Extort the wrath
Cope the past
Brought my mags
Sort my cash on the docks
Flock a hop
Keep it in a proper spot
Adopt a cop
Rob a spot
A lot of ice a cop or not
Drop a pot
Slide a lot
Jackpot a lot
Already got a lot of wine, but not in my ride, I'll stop
We..are..dangerous
He'll mangle us
Who playing with us?
And saying this stuff?
And fuck with gangs and stuff?
I aim to bust
You straight up tough
No thanks to us
We're famous, duh
A game I love
To train my sluts
To give brains and cuss
Learn pain and plus
Get tricks to claim the bust
Think they nuts
Slurp them up
Hook or work them up
Wake them up, break them up
Taking crust shake them up
Make it stuck in your twat
Hit the streets, bend the blocks
Sin or not, hit the daily spot
Gin or scotch, top notch
On my roster
Mobster eating pasta
Chop her in the closer, crack her like a lobster
Have my ho to rob you
Then dodge you
Any ho need work? I got a job for you
Go see the supplier
Make like you a buyer
Then buy slut, trick these fake playas
Often what they say, you'll buy em up messiah
Wait and bring it back to my empire
Chingy keep these heffers on the strip and on fire
Unh.. Unh, Unh.. Chingy, gettin' it, Yeah.. Unh, Unh....
Hope you know how to get it
Cuz right herre, we gon' get it, its like this...
We gettin' it
We gettin' it, we gettin' it
(I'm gettin' it!) We gettin' it
All my hustlers are...
Gettin' it, we gettin' it, you gettin' it?
(I'm gettin' it!) We gettin' it
Just so you could start!
Gettin' it, we gettin' it, you gettin' it?
(I'm gettin' it) We gettin' it
All my ladies are...
Gettin' it, we gettin' it, you gettin' it?
(I'm gettin' it!) We gettin' it
Just so you could start!
Gettin' it
I'm on top of my game
Droppin' the flame
My name, got me dodgin' the fame
Watchin' the dames, surround us, when we poppin' champagne
Coppin' the range, plus thems got it dropped on them thangs
Flossin's a shame, i'm countin' thousands, doin' some poutin'
Then I'm throwin I-owa, back-stage, girls are shoutin'
Haters hate, but it alright, if its a race then we won
Took some yearrs, to get herre, now Mama, look atcha' son
Blastin' em witout a gun, just a mic and some beat
No mo' eatin' where its cheap, ad-just-in' to fine meat
Women lookin' like, " that's him", like they seen the pope
Wallet full of crispy bills, now I'm never goin' broke
Cuz I'm...
Gettin' it
We gettin' it, we gettin' it
(I'm gettin' it!) We gettin' it
All my hustlers are...
Gettin' it, we gettin' it, you gettin' it?
(I'm gettin' it!) We gettin' it
Just so you could start!
Gettin' it, we gettin' it, you gettin' it?
(I'm gettin' it) We gettin' it
All my ladies are...
Gettin' it, we gettin' it, you gettin' it?
(I'm gettin' it!) We gettin' it
Just so you could start!
Gettin' it
Breakin' niggaz wit the flow
Movin' faster than +Flo-Jo+
Floatin' through the 3 by 4
Rim cocked to my left low
I'm the boy that got dough
Talk to my dirty mo
Ooh, I'm gettin' it wit the thump behind the track, Sammy So
Went from in my momma house, to boy out in the condo
I got them dudes mad, I make 'em mad enough to go Pern-yo
Painted bracelet, can't you taste it
More powerful than the +Matrix+
Cats they get dropped from they label
I'm herre now, now they in basics
Want you face it, if you didn't, if they focused, then its crazy
Bout to have this industry doin' for me, like its slavery
To my ladies get it daily (hey Chingy) shit, I'll see you ladies
Still dippin', they gotta say, but you still gotta pay me
My daddy had her for what, canary yellow on some other
Now I got a bentley, livin' a legacy, the same brother
We some docka, he won't stop us, better learn, listen, and watch us
Don't worry 'bout a thang, Smooth, C ooh, see I gotcha (unh)
We gettin' it
We gettin' it, we gettin' it
(I'm gettin' it!) We gettin' it
All my hustlers are...
Gettin' it, we gettin' it, you gettin' it?
(I'm gettin' it!) We gettin' it
Just so you could start!
Gettin' it, we gettin' it, you gettin' it?
(I'm gettin' it) We gettin' it
All my ladies are...
Gettin' it, we gettin' it, you gettin' it?
(I'm gettin' it!) We gettin' it
Just so you could start!
Gettin' it
We gettin' in, the Lou
Twenty-twos, on old school
They gettin' it in Miami, kickin' it wit no rules
They gettin' it in Chicago, playas holdin' it down
They gettin' it in New Orleans, bouncin' to my sound
They gettin' it in New York, keep it gutta, they love it
They gettin' it in Boston, cats get wild in the public, shit
They gettin' it in Detroit, thuggin', ballin' and spendin' (Whoaa!)
They gettin' it in Milwaukee, buck-wild corners they bangin'
They gettin' it in Caley High, rollin' and bangin'
They gettin' it in Atlanta, 'thorities watchin' me drankin'
They gettin' it in Las Vegas, ching-ching, hear them slots
They gettin' it in Virginia, cats mobbin' up they flop (unh)
We gettin' it
We gettin' it, we gettin' it
(I'm gettin' it!) We gettin' it
All my hustlers are...
Gettin' it, we gettin' it, you gettin' it?
(I'm gettin' it!) We gettin' it
Just so you could start!
Gettin' it, we gettin' it, you gettin' it?
(I'm gettin' it) We gettin' it
All my ladies are...
Gettin' it, we gettin' it, you gettin' it?
(I'm gettin' it!) We gettin' it
Just so you could start!
This is another Trak Star production
Oh, oh, oh, uh
Oh, oh, oh, uh
Oh, oh, oh, uh
Oh, oh
Who am I?
What's up?
(Why yo eyes so chinky?) I dunno
(Is it because you've been smoking and drinking?)
Maybe so
(I've been thinking) huh?
(Maybe you come get me) and do what?
Wine me, dine me, take me home and eat me
Okay
Chingy Jackpot, "pop" like a crack spot
Ladies on the strip, keep me with a fat knot, 'Lac drop
Rag top on the jag drop, uh
Phat stop you know that's hot, huh
Mack spinnin wit the piece in my pocket
People hop out, I'm releasin a rocket (bloaw bloaw)
For a piece of the profit, St. Louis we the topic
Let the women jock it, pimpin, you know how I get
Once my album drop, all you heavy waiters better watch it
Vokal, yeah I rock it
Step in the spot shit, men leave I was somethin hot quick
'Cris holdin that bottle, won't you pop it
I threw the key to the city, since I locked it
Girl I don't want no brain, give me a pop quiz
I get multiple choice head, derty watch this
They tell me what you tell me, you ain't gotta be in a rush
Errything I do is top secret, that's on the hush (shhhh)
Cat handlin hard in the city, makin women blush
From 314 to 617, gotta give it up
Treat my women like a structure, workers work the streets
Twerk ya meat, go get it till it hurts ya feet
Hurt in ya sleep, get wit me and we could ching all night
Hearr the slots ring all night
But if you try to get at the drama, I'll bring all night
We keep Atlanta throwin bows
And New Orleans, we got the thugs showin golds
Take it to New York, and party at Madison Squarre
We'll hit Cali and smash a model chick wit long hairr
No hatin on my part, let the ceremony start
Crowd around us sumthin new, sittin on top of the Arch
STL, where I dwell, Northside of the streets
They keep a quarter piece freak for the sheets, now speak uh
Uh, I got tired of being broke dogg (fa sho)
Ice Sleeve won't you pass me some smoke dogg
Can I come up without jealousy?
"You ain't gon make it", what they tellin me
So I showed them, it ain't that hard
Can't play me, cuz I ain't got a whole card
Got Lee way in my hometown (STL)
No mo' jokin cuz it's on now
Who gon' stop, me not a soul
Strap, in, now, let's, roll
Keep it, real, what-eva I do
Got's up Keith, comin from U
Squash that, mind ya own, beats
There's a new ching, in the streets
Watch ya step, or I'll ruin ya rep
Now let's "get it" like Puff and G-Dep
Oh, oh, oh, uh
Oh, oh, oh, uh
Oh, oh, oh, uh
Oh, oh
(Bagg up) Bounce, bounce, bounce then (Bagg up)
Straight playa baby
2 rides outside wit that old G-glide
I'm high but it's all gravy.
Snake skins, no Timberland boots, get loot, I'll shoot
If ya try to play me.
get clout when I'm out,
money what I'm all about
In a world that's so shady.
peak this, streakness,
never had a weakness, speak this
I do this daily.
Follow my whole set
Bottles of mo' wet, bet
Until they lay me
6 feet under dirt
I'm the one wit the word
Got hits but they try to spray me.
If I lack, keep strapped
it's a rap, gimme dat
You can roll wit me, yeah maybe.
Hey the streets is mine
Like mix tapes when that MC grind
Don't play crazy.
(Bagg up) Gimme some room when I pull that Jag up
Bounce, bounce then (Bagg up)
My pockets all swole is that what yo mad fo'? Huh go on, then (Bagg up)
See that Coupe wit the maroon rag up
What? Huh? Then (Bagg up)
Tell ya money hungry tricks that always nag us, bagg up
Everybody talkin' cuz they say I'm on a roll
Touch was mine, you gon' end up gettin' mowed.
Ladies they love me like they just found a pot of gold
Jackpot, I'm scorin' big around the globe.
You could be hot, I'm what you not and that's cold.
Go wit the flow, dro when it go
Sick, baby say she never drove a stick
Until she was on top of me, backseat of the 6.
It's, goin' down 'round these parts
Nobody liked me 'til I got the deal so don't start.
Is it different? Is it dope?
I don't know what you yappin' about
It's way too funky for you to smell what I'm rappin' about.
Just Chingy baby.
How many MC's must get dissed
For hatin' on that MVP new draft pick?
Don't it look like 100 moons on my wrist?
I'm sorry I'm the glitter that yo girl seein' glist.
Man wit the big fish
I hit I don't miss
Sorta like Starks shootin' 3's for the Knicks.
Don't get me pissed
Ya take a big diss
It'll feel like ya fell off a tall cliff
I'm a bully like clip
I sank yo ship
6 apart from the clip if ya pop at the lip its, Chingy baby
Yeah yeah yeah
Ohhh
Yeah yeah yeah
Ohhh
Yeah yeah yeah
Ohhh
Yeah yeah yeah
Pop that thing gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Work that thing gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Twist that thing gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
You know tha game gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Pop that thing
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Work that thing
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Twist that thing
Wurr da git it gurlz at
U know tha game girl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Im a git it boy so you know i need a git it gurl
Its tha nigga m gang im gonna put it in your world
Sooth me gurl so why dont you pop that thang
And if a hater wanna trip yeah i shot that thang
She into nail pumps
Ho's duck when she jump
Dont need a push up bra her titties already plump
See me in the 300 in my musump leanin'
It starts with me take a look wrist how it how beamin
You a git it girl, baby
I know ur fire, cuz u made me do a 180
Now come around and twist the crown to the sound lady
Its super man like my nickname was Slim Shady
From the twist u just gave me
Pop that thing gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Work that thing gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Twist that thing gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
You know tha game gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Pop that thing gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Work that thing gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Twist that thing gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
U know tha game gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
She accessive look at her extra manziem
Dem other niggas trippin'
Im gonna bring her right to her knees
She chose me im a don call me don call lee on
Im a pimp nigga im gonna bring a bitch to my bone
Shake it gurl
Either move it or lose it
Im still rated R
Thats why i gotta problem with choosin
Come to tha room or me and pooke gonn' be brusin
Cuz ya know im blessed with what they call exclusive
Get it boiz or you'll be dieing fo' sho'
We be rawlin ijamine got me stallin
Ching a ling he post it up
Wanted booze he got a cup
And tha ladies they on tha couches
Which they know they want a cunt treat
Pop that thing gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Work that thing gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Twist that thing gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
You know tha game gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Pop that thing gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Work that thing gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Twist that thing gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
U know tha game gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Me verse you
Thats no contest
Your girl chose soon as we stepped on deck
Cuz im a mission request
In a position to check
Anybody think that they can tenden with us
Somebody tell her that i bang cock
See baby i make the bed rock
U know the name money slang but these langs not
Take a picture her frame hot
When she pass by man the game stop
Figure eight her shape
Toes showin out tha heels
Yep I got a few hundred lemme see u post skills
When Im in Atlanta, magic city the spot
I tripped three thousand that aint nottin once you see what i got
Pop that thing gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Work that thing gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Twist that thing gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
U know tha game gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Pop that thing gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Work that thing gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
Twist that thing gurl
Wurr da git it gurlz at
U know tha game gurl
Ah yall we gon get it right herr dis da remix
TrackStar (oh oh)
Disturbing Tha Peace So So Def Chingy J.D.
I like da way you do dat right thurr (right thurr)
Switch ya hips when ya walkin let down ya hairr (let down ya hairr)
I like da way you do dat right thurr (right thurr)
Lick ya lips when ya talkin dat make me starre (make me starre)
Girl why you dat right thurr she so bad im costly getting calls from da
mayorrrr
I though of a rabbit the way she bouncing fo thurr currb
Her man defendin her like a lawyer so bewarre
So dudes be handcuffin but dirrty dat aint fairr
I wanna bet she got da Bomb like a tirre
wanna hit it though but I aint thinking bout marrrrage
I love these honeys might as well call me Papa Bearrr
Girl you know you looking good (good)
Ah don't I know you from da Hood (hood)
You say you wouldn't when you would (would)
Now take it off you know you should (should)
Now twist around cuz
I like da way you do dat right thurr
Switch ya hips when ya walkin let down ya hairr
I like da way you do dat right thurr
Lick ya lips when ya talkin dat make me starre
Ms. Trina Make all da Ballas wanna Starr
Hoza-Notie Boots lined with da furr
Walk with a switch pull it ova make it twerk
I'ma Flirt till it hurt in a throwback skirt
Im dat bad bitch, foxy and Don Blaze
Rocks on my wrist like pink lemonade keep ya watches and ya ring fa them otha girls
cuz imma rock strings and Chanel Pearls
Im back fo my crown fake bithes bow down dis da remix wat ya wanna do now
I know u like da way we do dis ova herrr get loose in da club like we just don't care
I like da way you do dat right thurr
Switch ya hips when ya walkin let down ya hairr
I like da way you do dat right thurr
Lick ya lips when ya talkin dat make me starre
Im from da city wherre they do dat right thurr da most
Outa Towners come around and straight over dose
Where da hips sing to ya and swing like BUMP BUMP BUMP
Like You Done walked into a B2k concert Mannn
Back out legs showin talkin like mann
who got da drink and where da party at tonight damn
Dats when they start dat backing it up on ya homie and
dats a feelin you just can't fight
Wee fired up off dat hypnotic and Hennessey she cant Keep her MotheerFuckin
hands off me
We both in da club high bouncing to da beat when she turn around this is wat
I told her
I like da way you do dat right thurr
Switch ya hips when ya walkin let down ya hairr
I like da way you do dat right thurr
Uh, hey dirty, (what?)
Look at that girl right there (oh)
She make me say
Ooh, ooh, (yeah) ooh, ooh, (hey) do what you do
I like the way you do that right thurr (right thurr)
Switch your hips when you're walkin', let down you're hurr (let down your hurr)
I like the way you do that right thurr (right thurr)
Lick your lips when you're talkin', that make me stare
I like the way you look in them pants, see ya fine (fine)
Lil momma a quarter piece, she far from a dime (dime)
The type of girl that'll getcha' up and go make you grind (grind)
I'm thinkin' about snatchin' her up, dirty, makin' her mine
Look at her hips, (what?) look at her legs, ain't she stacked? (stacked)
I sure wouldn't mind hittin' that from the back (back)
I like it when I touch it cuz she moan a l'il bit
Jeans saggin' so I can see her thong a l'il bit
I know you grown a little bit, twenty years old, you legal
Don't trip off my people, just hop in the regal
I swooped on her like an eagle swoopin' down on its prey
I know you popular, but you gon' be famous today
She be shoppin' in Frontenac
Just look at her front and back
Man she so stacked and she know that I want that
Her man, he's so whacked girl can i taste yo cat
Gave her three hundred to strip, like buyin' a throwback
She stay in the club,(club) I can be seein' she got it honest
In real life, girl remind me of Pocahontas
She be at events, (yeah) so I'm impressed when she pass (yeah)
All the high rollin' cats wanna pay for that ass
Ain't no half steppin', (steppin') she strapped wit a nice weapon (weapon)
Trick, it's against the law for her to move them hips
If you ever seen her dirty, your mouth gon' drop
Worldwide fools probably tell you this off tops
I like the way she doin' that (c'mon)
Plus I like it when she bring it back (say it)
Ooh, (uh-huh) ooh, ooh, ooh, (uh-huh) do what you do (whoo)
I like the way she doin' that (c'mon)
Plus I like it when she bring it back (say it)
Ooh, (uh-huh) ooh, ooh, ooh, (uh-huh) do what you do (whoo)
Gimme what you got for a pork chop (uh)
She threw it at me like I was a short-stop (uh)
Workin' in a Fatty Girl Halter Top
Then she back it up on me and let it drop (drop)
Make it hop (boing) like a bunny (bunny)
Girl can I touch you where it's sunny
Her appearance will make you give her some money
She should pose for Sports Illustrated
It's like a picture perfect site
When she pass all the other girls hate it
(But I...)
I like that (uh-huh)
I like that (uh-huh)
I like that (uh-huh)
I like that (Track stars)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, do what you do
I like that (yeah)
I like that (yeah)
I like that (yeah)
I like that (Chingy)
verse1.
Since we talkin paperman, ima be the printer fam,
your chick say im a ladys man,
yes and i be in her fam, pumpkin change 2000 grand,
you hatin but you been a fan,
my plate stay with greens daily breakfast lunch and
dinner man. gikky for a wocku what you be paying for
a brick, im so fly how i be staying on my shit,
stacks on wide cant put a rubberband on my shit,
money keep these hoes lips mouth hands on my dick.
chorus.
you can call me paperman i be getting paper man
Ooh, yea yea
DTP, how we do
Call you and you can call me
Whatever you wanna do baby
(You, could, roll, wit, me)
Gimme a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my baby)
I'm only one call away
(You, could, roll, wit, me)
Gimme a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my lady)
I'm only one call away
It was weird how we met, huh
She was wit her mom in Bank America
I'm wit my son cashin the check
So I asked outta respect (uh)
Would she like to explore the world up high
We can fly in my jet
Her reply was "Yes, can I ask you somethin'?"
I seen it in her eye, mama lookin like all I wanted was sex
Then moved to the next (that ain't true) but it was something
about this girl's style that make me feel no regrets
We started off casual; walks through the park
Candle light dinners by dark, I'm thinkin smart (smart)
Afraid she might think I'm in a rush
To touch, crush and be up, but baby I ain't on that stuff
Dropped her off and told her call me up, we can talk
Conversate about political subjects whatever's sparks
So I zoomed off, lookin by and my phone rang
It was her in the shower, (she said) she said "I couldn't do without ya"
Then I said. . .
(You, could, roll, wit, me)
Gimme a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my baby)
I'm only one call away
The next day I'm with the fellas at the cage playing ball
Here she comes wit her friends they posted up on the wall
Now I'm showing out, trynta dunk trynta dribble break fast
Through the middle just to see her smile and giggle
Game over I approched her wit a kiss on the cheek
The homeboys lookin at me sayin "Lil Howard you weak"
But you know how that go, what I got they want
What I got I flaunt, never mess wit it, please don't
Told her "I'm going home" she asked can she go too
I'm like "Yeah boo, I can't see me without you"
Got thurr, I took a shower jumped out she in the bed
With a see-through thong said I looked at her and said. . .
(You, could, roll, wit, me)
Gimme a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my baby)
I'm only one call away
(You, could, roll, wit, me)
Gimme a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my lady)
I'm only one call away
Girl recognize game, before game recognize you
You're dealin wit a player, true
Now whatchu wanna do?
We can kick it and go puff on a bluuunt
Oh you don't smoke? Grab a pint of Hen' then we can get druuunk
It's up to you, I'm the man but baby just let me know
Cuz if you got an attitude I could treat you just like a hoe
Get to rollin wit me baby, hop in there's enough room
We can gaze at the stars that shine like the moon
Gimme a chance to show ya, and a chance to know ya
Just be true, and there's nothing I won't do, for ya
Some women like to play it foul (foul)
But them the kind I put in the place of a child (child)
Don't worry be happy and smile and. . .
(You, could, roll, wit, me)
Gimme a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my baby)
Got somebody she's a beauty
Very special really and truly
Take good care of me like it's her duty
Want you right by my side night and day
No lettting go No holding back
Because you are my lady
When I'm with you its all a that
Girl I, am so glad we've dated
No letting go No holding back
No holding Back no
When I'm with you it's all a that
All a that
They say good things must come to an end
But I'm optimistic about being your friend
Though I made you cry by my doings
With Keisha and Annesha but that
Was back then
No lettting go No holding back
Because you are my lady
When I'm with you its all a that
Girl I, am so glad we've dated
No letting go No holding back
No holding Back no
When I'm with you it's all a that
All a that
Really appreciate you loving me
After all that we've been thru
Really appreciate you loving me
All times,time
Got somebody she's a beauty
Very special really and truly
Take good care of me like it's her duty
Want you right by my side night and day
No lettting go No holding back
Because you are my lady
When I'm with you its all a that
Girl I, am so glad we've dated
No letting go No holding back
No holding Back no
When I'm with you it's all a that
Chingy ft. Tydis - My Lady
Yeah I stay on the road.
Stay calculating (Ohh, money)
Whoever thought for my flows.
We doing hella shows (Get it)
But everywhere I go.
It's the same old hoes.
Throwing they panties at me.
Or pulling off my clothes.
Soon as I get off stage.
Its to the after party.
Me and my dirty, you still wow always after shorties.
And ones that they went to the stage.
While I stay in the after parties.
Me and my dirty, in the club, always after shorties and
(Whoo!)
Shawty these words are coming from my heart.
And I mean it, to say this from the start.
I miss you more and more when we're apart.
Oh girl you're looking to the (stop, st-st-stop?)
I'll put you in first class.
Gucci or Louis bags, go hop a few tags.
6's or new jacks, whatever you ask for.
Only if you were my lady.
(Oh!) I would flirt around town when it was necessary.
I had about a few thousand numbers in my Blackberry.
From Mary, Keke and Ashley all down to Thick Sherry.
And ma I'm addicted to this life, that has your boy married.
Soon as I get off stage.
Its to the after party.
Me and my dirty, you still wow always after shorties.
And ones that they went to the stage.
While I stay in the after parties.
Me and my dirty, in the club, always after shorties and
(Whoo!)
Shawty these words are coming from my heart.
And I mean it, to say this from the start.
I miss you more and more when we're apart.
Oh girl you're looking to the (stop, st-st-stop?)
I'll put you in first class.
Gucci or Louis bags, go hop a few tags.
6's or new jacks, whatever you ask for.
Only if you were my lady.
(Hey, hey, hey, hey!)
I tour around the world, searching for that one.
And to every woman that was in my life, hope ya' had fun.
And if I hurt you baby, I was just protecting my feelings.
But ya'll led me to hurt so now ya' boy chilling.
Now that I get off stage.
It aint the after party (Naw)
See man I'm grown, no more wrong going home to shawty.
And I like her in every way.
She can be nice and naughty.
She can be in the club, now baby lets go and party like.
Shawty these words are coming from my heart.
And I mean it, to say this from the start.
I miss you more and more when we're apart.
Oh girl you're looking to the (stop, st-st-stop?)
I'll put you in first class.
Gucci or Louis bags, go hop a few tags.
6's or new jacks, whatever you ask for.
They mad at me
Check got Os, diamonds in my chain (they mad at me)
Good got Jordan’s, the sun in my Range (they mad at me)
Pass by don’t speak to the hatas (they mad at me)
House got marble floors and escalators (they mad at me)
Guess they ain’t neva seen a playa (they mad at me)
My girl in Luis that and Fendi this (they mad at me)
Ain’t my fault, smooth
Can’t eve ride down the street without somebody screamin
The woman love me and even the fellas be teamin
But see I hate male groupies, so jus steop the hell off
Look but don’t touch as I bail off, handle, wheel, and the clutch
I love what I’m doin ?? Support me and stop the hate
If I gave you 50 Gs to shut up you’d be straight
Sike, It won’t happen
Look hurr I ain’t jus rappin
I make it happen, like a captain, 2nd to none, I’m draftin
Holdin my own, I’m grown and do what I choose to
Ya like the blueberry Bentley
Though I ain’t hurr to amuse you
I got a safe in a place you will prolly never find it
Bein mad at me like bein mad at the game
I designed it
Ay, look at the rims on that car (tire screech)
Uh, dubs rub the cizzurb
Got the drink and izzerb
Floatin thought the city, man I gottz leave the subizzurb
Man, with the tvs and the wood expand, front to back
Plus and that flat flask black max, in the trunk you pump
Never take what I earn
Jus made a million plus, we got money to burn
Catch me in the quarter ?? Wit the triple arm
Hoppin out G’d up, dangling my DTP charm
Gotta get in and I’m wit it, it’s a must
I talk it, you see that gold
If you want it, it’s a must
You walk it
Baby blue Benz, old school, 74 hoe next to the blue and grey Rolls wit the blue and grey doles
Yo, national bridge I’m headin to
Uh, O’Fallon mark the spot
On Sunday Buck be heated
Cuz we peep 2s that’ll make you need to live or treat it
I hustle wit the raps like ounces of crack
Weigh it to my playa, sharp fools play it up
Never let a freak stroll, keep hoes on hold
Jus to talk to me, exciting like the Rams Superbowl
And I put that on goals if I don’t blow now I’ma repo this whole industry and its gon go down
W’sup wit it
See me glow in the dark
Catch me in the Northwest plaza buyin up the large
I paid my dues, don’t get mad, jus let me ball
What you say when you drunk in the club? Hood up
And you deep in the club, let me know, hood up
Show me where you from if your city's number one
Hood up, hood up, hood up, hoop up
Hood up, let's go, hood up, let's go
Hood up, let's go, hood up, let's go
Hood up, let's go, hood up, let's go
Hood up, let's go, hood up, let's go
C'mon, let's 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
C'mon, let's 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, I'm doin' it, baby
If I like what I see, I'm pursuin' it maybe
But a nasty attitude, that could ruin it, lady
If it's all gravy, hop in and let's ride
And we can cruise a lil' bit
Whyle out and act like fools a lil' bit
My whip ain't old, girl, this that new shit
2006, ya hear, make a face now, let's ride
What you gigglin' for?
Twist that thing and wiggle it more
A couple big faces, what you jiggle it for?
Now close my door, hoe and
C'mon, let's 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
C'mon, let's 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
I know you like it firm on the floor, don't 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 let's ride
What is rules to this
Heard in the club if they move to this
Get ya party on and groove to this
Hey, this that shit, come on, girl, let's ride
Ya friends can come too
Tell 'em 'bout a player that rep the Lou
Yeah, I be here, yup, that's my crew
Now what y'all wanna do? Hood up
C'mon, let's 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
C'mon, let's 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
Err'body come and ride with me
Grab a glass, pull some drink and blaze up them trees
Work your body, twist your body
Work your body, twist your body
Work, ma, stickshift, work, ma, stickshift
Work, ma, stickshift, work, ma, stickshift
Work your body, twist your body
Work your body, twist your body
Work, ma, stickshift, work, ma, stickshift
Work, ma, stickshift, work, ma
C'mon, let's 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
C'mon, let's 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
C'mon, let's 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
C'mon, let's 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
C'mon, let's ride
Sit down on the ground, sit down on the ground
Sit down on the ground, sit down, get low
Sit down on the ground, sit down on the ground
Sit down on the ground, get low
Now back right up, now back right up
Now back right up, now back right up
Now back right up, do what, right up
Do what, right up, do what, right up
Do what, right up
Now back, now back
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 p*ssy 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
Bomb ass pussy
Ma ooh, you got that bomb, know you got it
Ma ooh, you got some bomb ass pussy
Ma, I know you got that bomb bomb pussy
(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my peeps, won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?)
Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my peeps, won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?)
Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
Peeps call me up, said it's a hotel party
Just bring the liquor there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way let me stop by the store
Get a 12 pack of Corona, plus an ounce of 'dro, ya know?
Now I'm on Highway 2-7 need a natural graze road
I'm already blowed, hit third I'm a be be blowed some mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, rims still spinning
Valet look like he in the game and must be winning
To room 490 I'm headed, on my way up
There's three girls on the elevator like wassup
I told 'em follow me they knew I had it cracking B
One said, "Ain't you that boy that be on B E T?"
Ya that's me, ching-a-ling equipped wit much ding-a-ling
Knock on the door I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, Henny bottle to the face
Fuck it then, feel like my head a toxic waste
There's some pretty girls in here, I heard 'em whispering
Talking 'bout, "That's that dude that sing 'Right Thurr' he glistening"
I ain't come to talk, I ain't come to sit
What I came for was to find out who I'm gon hit, aww shit
(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my peeps, won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?)
Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my peeps, won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?)
Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
Ma showed up like, "What's the hold up?"
Man know what get them wraps and roll up
I took a chick in the bathroom seeing what's poppin'
You know what's on my mind, shirts off and panties dropping
Niggaz knocking on the door drunk, and silly
The girl said, "Can I be in yo video", I'm like, "Yeah, oh really?"
Now she naked strip teasing, me I'm just cheesing
She gave me a reason to be a damn heathen
Handled that, told ol' G, bring tha camera
Then I thought about it, no footage while I ram her
Walked out the bathroom smiling, cats still whiling
Sharing the next room wit some girls lookin' like they from an island
(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my peeps, won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?)
Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my peeps, won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?)
Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
Stop, drop, kaboom, baby rub on ya nipples
Some call me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Wiggles
Far from little, make ya mammary glands giggle
Got 'em under control, the bowl of tender biddles
Doctor giggles, I can't stop until it tickles
Just play a little D and I'll make ya mouth dribble
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all after the pickle
I swing it like a bat, but these balls are not whiffle
Hit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or whistles
I ain't felt this good, since my wood lived off a thistle
Sippin' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels
For sizzle dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big Snoop Dizzle
Let the Henny trickle, down the beat, wit a ghetto tempo
I done blazed the instrumental, laid it plain and simple
Getting brain in the rental, I done did it again
My eyes chinky, I'm wit Chingy, at the Holidae In
(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my peeps, won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?)
Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my peeps, won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?)
Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
Yeah, let the party begin, bitch
Ching-a-ling Ling, all the way in St. Louis
My nigga Chingy, disturbing tha peace
Luda, Luda, going hard on you hoes
Yeah bitch, bring four of ya friends
Meet me at the Holidae In
Bring a gang of that Hen, some D S O P
Oh wee, and light that sticky icky
And we gone do the damn thing, now what I'm talking 'bout
We gon' disturb the peace right now
Yeah we ain't doing nothing but chillin'
We chillin' and nuttin'
Know what I'm talking 'bout, so push the button
You know what's happenin', fa sizzle
Yeah bitch, trying to run from this pimpin'
Nigga can I get out the car?
Wut's up wit you man?
Chillin' just came from my brothers cuzins mothers house
Say wut?
Guess who was over there today?
Who that?
That nigga Chingy and dem get it boyz
Man I hate that nigger
He was over there runnin', he mouth flossin' Range Rover
Wit dem spinners
This nigger tellin' dem how he gettin' it over dem in Boston
We gettin' over here man I tap that ho ass
Who is dem lil' punks he got wit him
They can't rap
Look I heard that nigga ain't wit D.T.P. any more
That nigga stupid man that 'ol ass nigga
Ludacris got him right on his back
Sayin' he sold 3 million records
I just saw the billboard that nigga still at 300,000
Hate that dude
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
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
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,
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
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
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.
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
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)
Man, my momma be trippin like a mothafucka man
(man, u gotta get the fuck out the crib)
I know, talkin bout i'm 31 and still livin wit her
I know niggaz older than that
I'm still gettin this money though
(this mothafuckin money. nigga u tell her it come out yo pocket nigga u buy the bread)
That's what im talkin bout
I brang home the groceries shit(yea that's what im talkin bout)
Wussup nigga? who is that?(what the fuck)
That look like that nigga lil' howard
Oh shit!
(music: throw yo hood up if u representin)
Wussup nigga?
They call u chingy now
(ching,ching) (laughing)
Cost lot a lurr, pop a cop, drop a spurr
(laughing)
Wuz up nigga? what's crackin though?
Yea boy u doin yo thang, boy i see that nigga all on tv
(laughin) right thurr
How u been nigga? (yea) u know workin
Man(i see u all on tv) yea, workin man
I know u got a job fo yo nigga though
(yea, wussup)give me somethin nigga
I can drive a bus. yea? somethin
I can rap fuck it (yep) I'll knock out the hoes
Spin somethin repeat 2x
Check me out, check me out
Nigga hard times (uh huh) make niggaz like me
Nigga hard times...
Man shut that shit up
Well anyway nigga (keep yo head up keep writin)
We goin to the club tonite u want a ride?
We goin to the spot nigga, goin to the spot
(we might head up thurr) see what's crackin
Yea nigga we... (we might slide through) wha.. what chu gon do
We might slide through. aight shit
We'll just see yall niggaz later man yall niggaz stay up
Aight man keep yo head up
(leaving)
Yea dog. man
I don't trust them niggaz. me neither
Why he got that nigga wit him fo?
Nigga out of here... i can do that nigga
Put me on the track. a bop wop a doowop
Nigga what
We could rap (nigga what)
Fo real. i could rap somethin
Rap my hand around this block
Nigga, i bet u nigga (whatever nigga)
We need to catch that nigga sleepin we gon bling bling ya know? (hell yea)
Heh What’s up? You ain’t been talking to me for a couple of days, but its all good. I just wanted to let you know that I
know I do some things that’s wrong, you do some things that wrong, you know what I’m saying? We ain’t perfect, we all make
mistakes, na na hold on I’m talking to you don’t just be trying to leave and stuff like that I’m talking to you, I’m
trying to make things better for me and you
Just me and you, oooo chingy, don’t matter what we go through
Just me and you, we don’t need no body else,
Just me and you, oooo chingy, I’ma always be down for you
Just me and you, so don’t worry bout a damn thing
Now that we together girl the lights so bright, it took a lil time but now the feelings so right, remember when I snuck
thru your window at night, bring you flowers and candy, me and you sipping on brandy, plus I appreciate the love on sight,
huggin’ me holdin’ me fixed dinner so polite, even when these trippin pigs weas tryin to sue me forget about friends and
family you the one that knew me. The way you smile at me keep me feelin alright, this ain’t about fur, fancy cars or ice
so I’m dedicating this to my female friend, sincerely yours words cant express my feelings within
We human so we gunna fight and fuss at each other, he told me you trippin’ but girl don’t worry bout my brother we have a
argument it drive me to go out, you my flesh so me and another woman wont bout it, I’m thinking bout the times when you
flew to my house, don’t I give you everything you want this man aint a mouse. Am I cheatin’ hell naw hope you got no
doubts, rose peddles in the tub baby unbutton that blouse better yet come on you hungry lets eat at Mr. Chows. know you
love me when you mad, you don’t get loud, so I’m dedicating this to my female friend, sincerely yours words cant express
my feelings within
I like you style, your grace, your beautiful face, your essences. Your size, your shape this beautiful place of blessin,
your weight, your waist, your delicious taste perfection, your height, your sight, with my life as your protection. So
sweet like candy, lets raise a family in Miami where the beach so sandy toast to campaign glasses you ami, your scent like
the smell fresh air of a leaf and for you I go over my budget no I ain’t cheep can stop grinding till I get er record to
the top just know that your on my mind er second on the clock tick-tock, if you ever need help scream and I’ll come
Uh huh (We came to bust heads) x3
This is the official (the official)...
get yo ass knocked out music (get yo ass knocked the fuck out!)
for bein a non-hood affliate nigga
GIB...ACP
Get it boys, hypnotize minds (what?)
...hypnotize minds, you know how its goin' down
We comin' dirrty...we comin' dirrty
[Chorus}
The club gettin' crowded, throw up yo set and shout it
You talk but you ain't 'bout it
Nigga huh, nigga huh
We off that juice and Hen', I snuck that burna in
We're set trippin'
nigga what, nigga what
[Verse 1: Chingy]
I crept in the spot with a tom strap
Haters that trip get blown back
We off that hash and cogniac
Head bussin' we on dat
Wanna freak out better pull dat ho
Take her to da bar and full dat ho
Get her in da bathroom, get some head
I'm a playa--yain't know?
Cowards know me so they starin'
Trippin' off the jewels I'm wearin'
My nigga I pack stern
Police in herr, we ain't carrin'
Pussie don't pump in blood
Real niggas always show me love
Fake niggas keep yo caps and ??
Real niggas got dem gats and slugs
If you want, you can get it
Put a couple, in yo fitted
We ain't never scared trick
Tell 'em GIB did it
Dragged dat punk up out this place for putting his fingas in my face
I almost caught a fuckin' case
(You cool dirrty?) Yeah I'm straight
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Three 6 Mafia]
Yeah...what!
Now I ain't even worried bout you...haters
Three 6 Mafia fakers
You talk like commen...taters
You fiction like Terminator
My nation eliminata
Under...estimater
Stomp 'em to the pavement with some Air Force One gators (Bitch!)
I pay 'em no mind, I show 'em my nine
I slap 'em...a couple a times and any a mine
I promise...he be aight he jus' needed some wakin' up
And I guess he thought, ACP and GIB was bluffin' (Yeah!)
You got some pimps off in dis buildin'
Smokin' with yo children
In da back of da club, with my thugs syrrup sippin'
What's up with yo bitch, suckin' dick and she givin'
Credit cards to G's with keys for dis pimpin'
They see the D-Boys shinin' grindin' then they get this feelin'
Don't hate on me or play with me
These Mafia boys be killin'
They call my Juicy J, I got dat SK that be drillin'
You fuck with me you might get hit
I'm known for dome peelin'
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Chingy]
(Ride out niggas!)
Dammit Memphis on da scene
They sippin' syrrup and ridin' clean
On da block we buy (some beans)??
These stacks is bulgin' out my jeans
You know these hoes be on my nuts
Take in the rims on da truck
Schemin' tryin' to take my bucks
Yeah bitch I know whats up
Ching-a-ling and Three 6
You got bricks? We flip
Don't come sideways tryin' to playa hustle, we hip
Two clips one glock, leave ya flat from one shot
Cats playin' the role of Makeveli, its only one Pac
Come equipped or don't come
Show up homie, don't run
Best believe we won't run
After da party get ya guns
Ain't no parking lot pimpin'
Only parking lot poppin'
Man what will stand down ho????
(brllrrllaaa!)
You herrd dem Ks choppin'
Throw it to me, baby, I'ma running back
Through tha hole now, can yo boi touch down?
Throw it to me, baby, I'ma running back
Through tha hole now, can yo boi touch down?
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Twist it, shake it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Shake it, twist it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Twist it, shake it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Shake it, twist it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Twist it, shake it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Shake it, twist it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Twist it, shake it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Shake it, twist it)
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 don't stop man have you seen her pop?
God damn, she hit the fan can't catch her dirty
I can, 'cause I'm the man, I am
I don't slow dance I two 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 don't miss
And come on, baby, maybe can leave wit' me
And don't worry about nothin' a couple of g's wit' me
Throw it to me, baby, I'ma running back
Through tha hole now, can yo boi touch down?
Throw it to me, baby, I'ma running back
Through tha hole now, can yo boi touch down?
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Twist it, shake it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Shake it, twist it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Twist it, shake it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Shake it, twist it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Twist it, shake it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Shake it, twist it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Twist it, shake it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Shake it, twist it)
It's too many niggas and not enough hos
Soon as I come through tha door
Them heifers pullin' on my clothes
White T, crispy Nikes wit' some red and blue girbauds
Hustle a piece of game and don't 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, it's your world
I'm just trying to catch a nut, so maybe call me a squirrel
Better yet I tell ya what, I'ma give yo ass a referral
Come to my office in tha back and gon' get it, girl, get it, girl
Throw it to me, baby, I'ma running back
Through tha hole now, can yo boi touch down?
Throw it to me, baby, I'ma running back
Through tha hole now, can yo boi touch down?
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Twist it, shake it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Shake it, twist it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Twist it, shake it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Shake it, twist it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Twist it, shake it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Shake it, twist it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Twist it, shake it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Shake it, twist it)
Shake it, twist it, twist it shake it
Shake it, twist it, twist it shake it
Shake it, twist it, twist it shake it
Shake it, twist it, twist it shake it
Shake it, twist it
You got a fine body, why don't you back dat thing up
Type of thighs make yo boy wanna back his springs up
If you throw it my way I'ma 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 I'm Bousier
Let me ram it until I bring that ass to a closer
Throw it to me, baby, I'ma running back
Through tha hole now, can yo boi touch down?
Throw it to me, baby, I'ma running back
Through tha hole now, can yo boi touch down?
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Twist it, shake it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Shake it, twist it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Twist it, shake it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Shake it, twist it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Twist it, shake it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Shake it, twist it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
(Twist it, shake it)
Bounce dat thang, girl
Yeah, yeah. This for my ballers world-wide, state to state,
City to city, ballers ballers. Let's do this, dirty.
Remix. You know, Ching-a-ling.
You know how I do it: representing St. Louis.
Put your hands up, put your hands up.
I'm a baller (baller), highroller, baby.
Where the ballers at?
Shotcaller (caller), driving chickens crazy.
Where the shotcaller's at?
You a hater (hater), why you trying to play me?
Where the ballers at?
Fake player, afraid I'll take your lady.
Where the shotcallers at?
I got the pots up in the kitchen,
I'm just a baller pitching-in my division.
Yes, me coming, some people be like dissing
My 26 rims like full moons, they be glistening.
So yes I got my eye for these chicks when I'm dishing.
The critics be talking, I walk past and start hissing.
Looking at my wrists, and shooting them balls in Detroit like I play for the pistons.
Baby if you listening, I'm a' tour so much,
Folks say I'm missing, gettin'.
This baller s-k-in', I be running around with it, spitting it.
The hood in here, a lotta ballers drop down in here,
I wish you would in here, We smoke good in here.
Moving through your hood shining,
Keep yellow, I'm gonna wear blue diamonds,
Look mellow, allways be grinding, rhyming-
I get 50 thou' for an in-store signing, cause I'm a
I'm a baller (baller), highroller, baby.
Where the ballers at?
Shotcaller (caller), driving chickens crazy.
Where the shotcaller's at?
You a hater (hater), why you trying to play me?
Where the ballers at?
Fake player, afraid I'll take your lady.
Where the shotcallers at?
It ain't nuthing to a boss,
That's why I spent three hundred on a cross!
Pink and yellow, that's the combination.
I know a skinny rapper out here player hating.
Cause I got thirty blocks on my resume,
I got my own liquor, why he drinking Alizee?
Me and Chingy got the pop charts on lock,
But I still get respect on my own block.
Niggers try to take my money, but I bounce back,
Three cribs, one viper, and a mayback.
I'm like, baby, you can call me the birdman.
But I'm the boss, I don't hustle on the curb, man.
Now everybody in my crib got a clover chain,
So even when I'm not around, they promote the name.
I'm Lil' Flip, rapping H-town 'till I'm gone.
I took a trip to Amsterdam smoking out a bomb,
A baller, baby!
I'm a baller (baller), highroller, baby.
Where the ballers at?
Shotcaller (caller), driving chickens crazy.
Where the shotcaller's at?
You a hater (hater), why you trying to play me?
Where the ballers at?
Fake player, afraid I'll take your lady.
Where the shotcallers at?
That's me, that's right, I've got a Bentley for sure,
A hundred million in the bank, plus I'm getting some more.
I'm the type of dude, moving more product than stores.
I'm a cook it in the kitchen for the price of the room.
I've got black diamonds, quarter million biller on shore.
On a white sandy beach with kickers and whores.
Said I'm on another level that you can't afford:
Princess cuts, round diamonds, and getting more.
That's why I shoot my dice four thousand or more,
Cause my price at work sure be on soar.
That's why we need a hundred grand for at stores,
'cause I won't settle for nothing less than more.
I'm a baller (baller), highroller, baby.
Where the ballers at?
Shotcaller (caller), driving chickens crazy.
Where the shotcaller's at?
You a hater (hater), why you trying to play me?
Where the ballers at?
Fake player, afraid I'll take your lady.
Bomb ass pussy
Ma ooh you got that bomb, know you got it
Ma ooh, you got some bomb ass pussy
Ma I know you got that bomb bomb pussy
(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
Peeps call me upphone ringsaid it's a ho-tel party
Just bring the liquor there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the store
Get a 12 pack of Corona, plus an ounce of 'dro, ya know?
Now I'm on Highway 2-7 need a natural graze road
I'm already blowed, hit third I'm a be be blowed some mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, rims still spinning
Valet look like he in the game and must be winning
To room 490 I'm headed, on my way up
There's three girls on the elevator like "wassup"
I told em follow me they knew I had it cracking B
One said "ain't you that boy that be on BET?"
"Ya that's me, Ching-a-ling equipped wit much ding-a-ling"
Knock on the door I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, Henny bottle to the face
Fuck it then, feel like my head a toxic waste
There's some pretty girls in herre, I heard em whispering
Talking bout "that's that dude that sing 'Right Thurr' he glistening"
I ain't come to talk (talk) I ain't come to sit (sit)
What I came for was to find out who I'm gon hit, aww shit
(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
Ma showed up like "what's the hold up?"
Man know what get them wraps and roll up
I took a chick in the bathroom seeing what's poppin
You know what's on my mind, shirts off and panties dropping
Niggaz knocking on the door drunk, and silly
The girl said "can I be in yo video" I'm like "yeah!", "oh really?"
Now she naked strip teasing, me I'm just cheesing
She gave me a reason to be a damn heathen
Handled that, told ol' G, bring tha camera
Then I thought about, no footage while I ram her
Walked out the bathroom smiling, cats still whiling
Sharing the next room wit some girls lookin like they from an island
(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
Stop, drop, KABOOM!, baby rub on ya nipples
Some call me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Wiggles
Far from little, make ya mammary glands giggle
Got 'em under control, the bowl of tender biddles
Doc-tor giggles, I can't stop until it tickles
Just play a little "D" and I'll make ya mouth dribble
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all after the pickle
I swing it like a bat, but these balls are not whiffle
Hit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or whistles
I ain't felt this good, since my wood lived off a thistle
Sippin' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels
For shizzle dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big Snoop Dizzle
Let the Henny trickle, down the beat, wit a ghetto tempo
I done blazed the instrumental, laid it plain and simple
Getting brain in the rental, I done did it again
My eyes chinky, I'm wit Chingy, at the Holidae In
(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
Yeah, let the party begin, bitch
Ching-a-ling Ling, all the way in St. Louis
My nigga Chingy, Disturbing Tha Peace
Luda, Luda, going hard on you hoes
Yeah bitch, bring four of ya friends
Meet me at the Holidae In
Bring a gang of that Hen, some DSOP
Oh wee, and light that sticky icky
And we gone do the damn thing
Now what I'm talking bout
We gon' disturb the peace right now
Yeah we ain't doing nothing but chillin
We chillin' and nuttin'
Know what I'm talking bout, so push the button
You know what's happenin', fa shizzle, uh huh
Yeah bitch, trying to run from this pimpin'
Ho, Wurrs My Cash?
( Got his money ho? )
You don't have it?
( You trippin' girl )
Am I gon' slap you? Uh huh
Sling that ass
( Sling it for a nigga girl )
What is this ma'?
( How much?)
Is that enough? Uh Uh
Know ya'll gon' ask
(Tell 'em the truth close to move)
I am a hustler?
( Get yours )
Am I pimpin'? Uh Huh
Ho move real fast
( Don't be slacking up )
You don't like yo' job. So!
Do I care ho ? Uh Uh
Sling that ass
I'm yo' hustler
( Dig it )
I'm yo' daddy
( Alright )
I'm that clean ? at a school caddy
( Yes )
I'm yo supplyer, (Uh Huh)
I'm yo' buyer ( Uh Huh )
I'm that tree in the forest that's on fire ( What Am I ? )
I'm yo' yong pimp' ( What else? ) baby yo' boss ( What else? )
I'm that candy red paint that shine and gloss ( Ya dig? )
I'm yo'supafly, ( Ya dig? )
Yo Black Ceaser ( alright now )
Girl you too shy to speak then take a breather
Can you dig this?
Lick when I piss ( Well Alright )
See that fur coat, that's for when it's cold
Break that white gold,plain gold, got old
Snake skin shoes, give yo' friends blues
Step out the car, sharp as a fucking auto too
Got tall girls, into small girls
Latin, Japanese, Black, Mexican all girls, willin to work for it, go in they purse for it,
Down wit' me even if they put in a herse for it
Got in the dirt for it
Call me papi and'll pull up they skirt for it
People ask me why I'm like this
See my father and my uncles gave me this shit
Since I liked it got down and hiked it
That's why you catch me doing foursomes with dike chicks
They like my style, I like they mouth
Even gotta couple hookers workin' the south,and on the east my girls the best,in Cali got 10 out on sunset
Pimp of all pimps,young Don Bishop
Yeah, G.I.B.
Get it boys
I don’t know what y’all about to do
But I’m about to hit the streets with my crew
And, Keep Clubbin’
Quit complainin’ yeah dog you look cool
Now pull out your chains and floss your jewels
And, Keep Clubbin’
I pull up on gold shoes I walk in actin’ fool
Hell nah it aint no rules
When, We Clubbin’
Head to toe everything I got in is new
Plus those you know we keep two
And, We Clubbin’.
It’s a mess up with these fake ballers in their place
People comin’ out cause they heard I’m comin’ back like Mase,
Big body Benz plenty space, Hundred dollar big face
Watch her lick our waist, when we clubbin’
Get it girls got it locked
Get it boys in the spot
Take it off you gettin’ hot, cause we clubbin’
In my pocket got ‘em not
Representin’ Slot-A-Lot
Dirty you can get shot, when we clubbin’
Abrah Kadabrah then I appear in the back
Throwin’ it up with all the high rollers that pop crack
My lemon has studs no they not that
You paid fifty homie go and get your money back
I don’t know what y’all about to do
But I’m about to hit the streets with my crew
And, Keep Clubbin’
Quit complainin’ yeah dog you look cool
Now pull out your chains and floss your jewels
And, Keep Clubbin’
I pull up on gold shoes I walk in actin’ fool
Hell nah it aint no rules
When, We Clubbin’
Head to toe everything I got in is new
Plus those you know we keep two
And, We Clubbin’.
Rich Money got a bottle and he waitin’ to trip (g.i.b.)
Ol’ G posted with a blunt to his lip
Valdez on the floor two-steppin’ with his
Boozie already out thurr startin’ some shit
Get it Boy gang, S.T.L. set
Phantom car keys, leather Gucci vest
V.I.P. then somethin’ to eat
She leavin’ with me then hotel suite
Play it like a G, pimpin’ man I got to be
Five Million really aint a lot to me
Maybe pop your pee (?)
And move your F.O.’s and drop your knee
And put wurr I can see, cuz we clubbin’
I don’t know what y’all about to do
But I’m about to hit the streets with my crew
And, Keep Clubbin’
Quit complainin’ yeah dog you look cool
Now pull out your chains and floss your jewels
And, Keep Clubbin’
I pull up on gold shoes I walk in actin’ fool
Hell nah it aint no rules
When, We Clubbin’
Head to toe everything I got in is new
Plus those you know we keep two
And, We Clubbin’.
Headed to the next stop in my Rage Rover
Police pull me over, though they can’t stop me from clubbin’
Man you know I’m swervin’ wild
See your boy not sober
But I got it I’m a soldier and I’m still clubbin’
50 cars followin’ us
10 chicks swallowin’ us
Four five hallows bust (?) when we clubbin’
A big dog not a mutt
Keep starin’ hater what
I’m about to get this locked up, fuck, we clubbin’
Put your money wurr your mouth
West cost to the East, Mid-West to the South, out, they clubbin’
26’s on the hummer
Errday like it’s summer
Wait tripper take a number I’m still clubbin’
I don’t know what y’all about to do
But I’m about to hit the streets with my crew
And, Keep Clubbin’
Quit complainin’ yeah dog you look cool
Now pull out your chains and floss your jewels
And, Keep Clubbin’
I pull up on gold shoes I walk in actin’ fool
Hell nah it aint no rules
When, We Clubbin’
Head to toe everything I got in is new
Plus those you know we keep two
And, We Clubbin’.
Yeah, yeah
Keep clubbin’
Whoa, whoa
Keep clubbin’
Uh-huh, uh-huh
We clubbin’
Yes, yes
Uhn...Ay Dirty (What?),
look at that girl right there,
ooh she make me say Oh,Oh,Oh,Oh do what you do....
[Chorus]
I like the way you do that right thurr(right thurr),
switch ya hips when ya walking, let down ya hurr,(down ya hurr)
I like the way you da that right thurr(right thurr),
Lick ya lips when ya talking that make me sturr (make me sturr)
[Verse 1]
I like the way ya look in them pants,
shit ya fine, lil momma a quater piece, she far from a dime,
The type of girl that'll get cha up and go make ya grind,
I'm thinking bout snatching her up dirty, making her mine,
Look at her hips,BUTT,look at her legs,
aint she stacked?
I sure wouldn't mind hittin that from the back,
I like it when I touch her cause she moan a lil bit,
jeans saggin, so I can see her thong a lil bit,
I know you grown a lil bit,
20 years old you legal,
don't trip off my people just hop in the regal,
I swooped on her like a eagle,
swoop down as prey,
I know you popular, but you gone be famous today, I say..
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2]
She be shopping at Frontenac, just look at her front-and-back,
man she so stacked,
and she know that I want that,
her man he so wack, girl can I taste yo cat?
Gave her 300 to strip, like buying a throwback,
she stay in the club(club),like to be seen,
she got it honest, In real life girl remind me of Pocahontas,
she be at events, stop the press when she pass,
all the high rollin cats wanna pay for that Ass,
aint no half steppin, she strapped wit a nice weapon, trip,
It's against the law for her to move them hips,
If you ever seen her dirty,
yo mouth gone drop, world wide fools probaly tell you this off tops I....
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3]
I like the way she doing that,
plus I like it when she bring it back say,
Oh,Oh,Oh,Oh, do what you do,
whoo...I like the way she doing that,
Plus I like it when she bring it back say,
Oh,Oh,Oh,Oh, do what you do,
give me what cha got for a pork chop,
Uhn, she threw it at me like I was a short stop,
Huh, Twirking in a fatty girl hultur top,
then she backed it up on me, then let it drop(drop),
make it hot BOING!, Like a bunny,
girl can I touch you where it's sunny,
Her appearance'll make you give her some money,
she should post for sports illustrated,
it's like a picture perfect sight when she past,
all the other girls hate it,but..
[Chorus x2]
I like that, I like that, I like that, I like that,
track stars, oh,oh,oh, do what you do
I like that(yeah), I like that(yeah), I like that(yeah) ,I like that(Chingy),
(Feat. Bobby Valentino)
Remember the first time we met...
Remember when you told me that you cared...
[Bobby Valentino]
Girl I remember you took mah heart from the start
We never b apart no
Cause I remember holdin hands in the park
In the middle of the villa talkin
Girl I remember like it was yesterday we never played no games nah...
Now I don't know who you are...
Now I don't know who you are no...
[Chingy:]
Let me talk to you for a minute baby
Hey look hey baby
Remember when we was like the sun
Always shinin bright baby we was one
Remember when I would hold yo hand walk you through the park tell you I'm yo man
Remember when it would rain outside we'd stay in and hv sex all night
Remember when you kept it real for me
My phone was off you had my back and paid the bill for me
Remember that if not then remember this
The second time you came to see me was our first kiss
Remember that if not try to think back
When I saw you first I winked and you winked back
You got me off track baby remember that
[Bobby Valentino:]
Girl I remember you took my heart from the start
We never be apart no
Cause I remember holding hands in the park in the nolia? villa talking
Girl I remember like it was yesterday we never played no games no
Now I don't know who you are
Now I don't know who you are no
[Chingy:]
I think we went wrong right here aye check
Do you remember all them lonely nights
I would leave ya home me I'm on a flight
Do you remember saying bye baby knowing in back of ya head you're like why baby
Do you remember going out that night
I called you you said you was going out
That's right
Do you remember when I came home the next day bought you some roses cause it seemed long
Do you remember acting kinda awkward
I washed our clothes and a number fell out ya pocket
Do you remember why it seemed crooked
Said you wanted him to get out ya face that's why you took it
I don't believe that you did it before
I remember baby
[Bobby Valentino:]
Girl I remember you took my heart from the start
We never be apart no
Cause I remember holding hands in the park in the nolia? villa talking
Girl I remember like it was yesterday we never played no games no
Now I don't know who you are
Now I don't know who you are no
[Chingy:]
Believe it or not you my one and only
Well you was until I found yous a damn phony
Give that jewelry back like how ya living
Naw keep it baby I ain't no indian giver
But trust me come around the corner all that be honest bullshit say that you was gonna
I don't regret you being my woman because real recognize real
I shoulda seen it coming damn
[Bobby Valentino:]
Girl I remember you took my heart from the start
We never be apart no
Cause I remember holding hands in the park in the nolia? villa talking
Girl I remember like it was yesterday we never played no games no
Now I don't know who you are
(feat. Tyrese)
[Chorus]
Every time I try to leave
Something keeps pulling me back, me back
Telling me I need u in my life
Every time I try to go
Something keeps telling me that, me that
Everything gon' be alright
Every time I try to leave
Something keeps pulling me back, me back
Telling me I need u 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 if I'm club hopping
She was right thurr with me bottle popping living that life
She just didn't understand my lifestyle and that I don't like
We didn't have a worry in the world, got u diamonds got u pearls
But I can't help it if Ching-A-Ling be attracting all the girls
Baby I'm a superstar and that come wit it
You got a good nigga on the side, you betta run wit it,
Even though I'm on tha road doing shows,
I make time for me n 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 u ain't understand,
N now I'm sitting here, looking crazy like
Damn!
[Chorus]
Every time I try to leave
Something keeps pulling me back, me back
Telling me I need u in my life
Every time I try to go
Something keeps telling me that, me that
Everything gon' be alright
Every time I try to leave
Something keeps pulling me back, me back
Telling me I need u in my life
It was meant to be,
You were meant for me,
So that means we gotta make it work
[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 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 dis hurt, I don't need
Now I'm wit the fellas riding 'n' 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 ya'll
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 u ain't understand
N now I'm sittin' here looking crazy like
Damn!
[Chorus]
Every time I try to leave
Something keeps pulling me back, me back
Telling me I need u in my life
Every time I try to go
Something keeps telling me that, me that
Everything gon' 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
[JD:] Chingy holla at dem again !!
[Verse 3]
Ta all the fellas know u feel me, if you ever had a woman,
Good times led to bad times n u ain't see it coming,
Tried your best to make her happy,
But it wasn't enough,
Cuz mama told me in relationship the road gets rough
N I ain't the one to have my head down
Weak n 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' here looking crazy like
Damn!
[Chorus]
Every time I try to leave
Something keeps pulling me back, me back
Telling me I need u in my life
Every time I try to go
Something keeps telling me that, me that
Everything gon' be alright
Every time I try to leave
Something keeps pulling me back, me back
Telling me I need u in my life
It was meant to be,
You were meant for me,
I am the flyest nigga around, yeah
You know who it is
Young, smooth, jackpot, Chingaling, yeah
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line wit me partner Ima check yo ass
Yeah, I'm fresh to death, so baby, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line wit me partner Ima check yo ass
I'm fresh to death, so baby, check my swag
That Rolls Royce seem to be them hoes choice
They love the luxury 'cuz it get 'em so moist
Navigation, one button activated by a voice
You can call me the king 'cuz I got so many toys
My favorite designer Louis Vuitton, Ima shiner
Cocky, kinda true as a don big timer
Rocks will blind ya, yeah, I'm the bomb street grinder
Cocked the niner now, you folks now, ya time up
When I'm in L.A., Mista Chize I rub back
ATL, I'm adjustin’ wit 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, no mama, can I rub that?
Ima hustla with clout, ya dig? She dug that
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line wit me partner Ima check yo ass
Yeah, I'm fresh to death, so baby, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line wit me partner Ima check yo ass
I'm fresh to death, so baby, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
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, fuck them haters
Oh, you like Shennel, 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 gonna make 'em some believers
Juicy Couture, I can see you in that too
Never wear nothing twice, everything brand new
Hey, keep your hair done shape right and nails nice
Stay flawless in public if you wanna be my wife
Them other broads say but, hey let them hoe
They just mad because I don’t sweat them hoes
'Cuz they mad broke and I get them hoes
My swagga’ tight and my sway penny rolls
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line wit me partner Ima check yo ass
Yeah, fresh to death, so baby, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line wit me partner Ima check yo ass
Uh uh uh uh..uh uh uh uh uh huh
That's Right
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
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
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)
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
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
Whats up yall Chingy slot a lot in tha house,
We got Jackpot The Pimp in the back,
We came herre today to address a certain issue that all u young playas need to know about for real
Juice these hoes (what), juice these hoes (say it), all my playas grab ya nuts and juice these hoes (come on), juice these
hoes (what), juice these hoes (say it), all my playas grab ya nuts and juice these hoes, (u tell her)Trick get back (uh),
trick get back, (u tell her) trick get back, for ya ass get smacked, (u tell her) trick get back (what), trick get back,
(u tell her) trick get back for ya head get cracked
U cant fool me hoe,
Wit that movie star role,
Take yo ass to the store,
Or get a job and blow,
Why should i love ya,
Why should i kiss ya,
Gang of cats banged ya,
Dats y i diss ya,
Imma paint a picture,
Didnt dem gang hit ya,
Now u want me to play suggar daddy off fit ya,
Crazy as a mental patient in a wheelchurr (a wheelchurr),
Take that weave out and go get some real hurr (some real hurr),
Lets play truth or durr (truth or durr),
Is it true that u gave head in tha phone booth,
Girl that shit aint cute but aw u dont curr,
When im out i see u shurr,
I dont wanna fuck i wanna get in them pockets reverse physiology aint too furr,
I claim hip,
My set ya strip,
I check my grip,
Trick, send out them lips and them hips,
Hoe u cant get a dolla from me (not one dolla),
A playa is yo man to be (dats me),
U are the weakest link girl u i dont need (go on bout ya business),
All my cats wont u sing it wit me
Juice these hoes (what), juice these hoes (say it), all my playas grab ya nuts and juice these hoes (come on), juice these
hoes (what), juice these hoes (say it), all my playas grab ya nuts and juice these hoes, (u tell her)Trick get back (uh),
trick get back, (u tell her) trick get back, for ya ass get smacked, (u tell her) trick get back (what), trick get back,
(u tell her) trick get back for ya head get cracked
Done wit that depressiments,
Young minded aggresive shit,
Cats seein to touch her clit,
Really dont know who u messin wit,
Yall this aint no sexual shit,
Un-disrepectful bitch,
Take a look at my neck-a-lace,
Betta then what u get up for breakfast,
U can let them passers hit,
Till u reach my measurements,
Neva dealt wit pressure pimp,
Advertizing dont neva simp,
Girls talk,
Doods do it,
I aint heard an impressive chick,
My lesson is neva sweat a chick,
Wit im wit first is like leadament,
Im a betta rich,
She betta then,
Girl lets freak then exit chick,
She like to be rubbed wit Paniten,
Talk what she like and get a answer,
Hoe u cant get a dolla from me (not one dolla),
A playa is yo man to be (dats me),
U are the weakest link girl u i dont need (go on bout ya business),
All my cats wont u sing it wit me
Juice these hoes (what), juice these hoes (say it), all my playas grab ya nuts and juice these hoes (come on), juice these
hoes (what), juice these hoes (say it), all my playas grab ya nuts and juice these hoes, (u tell her)Trick get back (uh),
trick get back, (u tell her) trick get back, for ya ass get smacked, (u tell her) trick get back (what), trick get back,
(u tell her) trick get back for ya head get cracked
They did us so many times i gotta do these hoes,
Quit lookin at me all funny i dont curr if u these hoes,
This how i view these hoes,
Came to chose these hoes,
Use these hoes for what they worth and lose these hoes,
They filled wit 2 peice hoes,
I know that u see O's,
In my check book and my net is usually froze,
I like groopie hoes,
Just come to me show,
Hit and run wit out child support,
Now sue me hoe cuz,
Hoe u cant get a dolla from me (not one dolla),
A playa is yo man to be (dats me),
U are the weakest link girl u i dont need (go on bout ya business),
All my cats wont u sing it wit me
Juice these hoes (what), juice these hoes (say it), all my playas grab ya nuts and juice these hoes (come on), juice these
hoes (what), juice these hoes (say it), all my playas grab ya nuts and juice these hoes, (u tell her)Trick get back (uh),
trick get back, (u tell her) trick get back, for ya ass get smacked, (u tell her) trick get back (what), trick get back,
Hey wassup!
With the ladies and gentlemen this evenin'
Ya dig?
I'm Jackpot the Pimp steppin in fo a minute screamin at yall
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, its 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 aint 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 im 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
im down whit the cock market
ya dig?
niggas talkin bout dis a drought
nigga it aint no drought
im bringin them hoes in
and im bringin them hoes out
bitch ya need to be all you can be
but this aint 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, lets do the math thats 10 G's times 52, thats over a
half a million dollars a year.
Chingy, Track Stars dirty, well I got a Caprice on 24's
I got a Range Rover with spinners
I got an Imparler with beat let's go
I do ride Bentleys and coupes
But I don't give away all my loot
Trick four've us and a tramp I won't
Ride less then twenty inches I don't
But I do know this might be a single when I walk my chains on
So it my jingle if she give me brains on
The haters know were my crew so famous
That I cant go no wearin' that loot, you name it
The mall the gas station dem people be waiting to see me
Hop in somethin' hating all them duece duece skating
Runnin' it like Walter Payton until you fucked it
It's so blatent, fuck the paper I'm savin' my bank acount is amazin'
I'm ratin' myself a 20, I'm takin' myself a 20
I'm doin' this show for 20, then holla at me, this 20 about money
I gots ta make, stack up a couple hundred mill
Then take my ass a break
I do ride Bentleys and coupes
But I don't give away all my loot
Trick four've us and a tramp I won't
Ride less then twenty inches I don't
But I do ride Bentleys and coupes
But I don't give away all my loot
Trick four've us and a tramp I won't
Ride less then twenty inches I don't
I gotta 75 Caprice in my yard
A loui drop top graphics man it's hard
Custom made interior dirty it's the shit
Ratin' spins and spokes 24's on it
Yep gotta TV and steerin' wheels like Luda
And if you run up on me look dirty ill shoot ya
G I B 1 on my customized plates
Slide alot bottles don't never come fake
I'm about to hit Lillian, just past Clackston
Whippin' with a peice that's better than Tony Braxton's
Ain't no right no rythem in with my few team bumps
I got the 3 amps and the woofers in my trunk
Yeyah I know you money hungry hoes wanna roll with trick
You know I ride nothin' less than them dubs
I do ride Bentleys and coupes
But I don't give away all my loot
Trick four've us and a tramp I won't
Ride less then twenty inches I don't
But I do ride Bentleys and coupes
But I don't give away all my loot
Trick four've us and a tramp I won't
Ride less then twenty inches I don't
But I don't, but I don't
Trick four've us and a tramp I won't
Ride less then twenty inches I don't
But I don't
Pretty honey hit me lookin' good
Right sittin' on the banks lookin' good
Hundred thousand round my neck lookin' good
Cappers tryin' to run up I wish she would
I role wit nuttin' but ballas with 26's with them chrome rims
Rims on da truck make them heffers get hypnotized quick
Candy colored paintin' makin' new tricks fanu's this
Bars on my tucker time to step up into my wip
O G blue secrets money makin' you fools sick
Us like your there, my dirtys flipin' some hoe bricks
I don't give a damn, if you don't give a damn
I'm a stunt, I'm gunna go an' let us know who I am
Cars, clothes, money, ice, straps, clips, hoe's, dikes
Magnums, freaks house, price, 1 point 5 life
I do ride Bentleys and coupes
But I don't give away all my loot
Trick four've us and a tramp I won't
Ride less then twenty inches I don't
But I do ride Bentleys and coupes
But I don't give away all my loot
Trick four've us and a tramp I won't
Ride less then twenty inches I don't
Fall-N
Fall-N
Pussy nigga
Pussy niggas
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 (?)
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
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)
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!)
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 (?)
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
Y'all already know, Slot-A-Lot, So So Def
And if you a bad chick, get on the floor and
How the, how the hell did you get all o' that in dem jeans?
How the, how the hell did you get all o' that in dem jeans?
'Cuz your waist so little and your ass is like whoa
'Cuz your waist so little and your ass is like whoa
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 'cuz I can see your thong
Caramel skin tone, damn, you look like Nia Long
Don't be actin' like that, lil' mama 'cuz I can leave you 'lone
Mix the lime with that Patron, that's what we drinkin' on
She wanna go out to eat but me, JD, I'm thinkin' home
Just so I can see ya moan, what the hell? We both grown
Wearin' dem jeans like that'll 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 now, A Town
Hey now, hey, hey, hey now, hey
Let me help you with dem jeans, baby, lay down
Damn, girl, how you get all o' that in dem jeans?
Dem jeans, how you get all o' that in dem?
Damn, girl, how you get all o' that?
Is you talkin' 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
Now, now, now when you walkin', girl and you make it swirl
It's hard for me to look and not want you up in my world
Bubbled up, ohh, pokin' out, hey
Yes,
Hey yo, what up
This one for all my homeboys across the world, right, been through some shit.
I know you've all had a lot on your mind, man.
Had a lot of struggles you went through in your life.
Keep your head up dirty.
Chorus 1:
I've been through the dirt, been slammed from right to left.
I've been hit, been low, been high, I guess...
I'm like a Cadillac door (say what)
I'm like a Cadillac door (say what)
See the star was born.
Don't think nobody notice.
Goin' through these trials and tribulations kept me on focus.
Tried to do a 9-5, but where's the money?
Coming to work damn near bumming, people thinkin' it's funny (haha).
I'm fed up.
Plus my homies sellin' crack doin good.
Now I'm thinking fuck doing it legal bring it back to the hood.
Man it's hell, you see, wasn't no woman there for me.
I ain't got shit but a dream, that's why they chose to ignore me.
Chorus 1:
I've been through the dirt, been slammed from right to left.
I've been hit, been low, been high, I guess...
I'm like a Cadillac door (say what)
I'm like a Cadillac door (say what)
Chorus 2:
I've been through the dirt, been slammed from right to left.
but I ain't blowin' up I'm built to ride to death.
I'm like a Cadillac door (say what)
I'm like a Cadillac door (say what)
Now I'm on the block pumping rocks toting blocks.
Grand-mama on my head, I'm ducking and dodging the cops.
All cuz I'm trying to make a living (living).
Consequences of that:
end up dead or in prison, ain't shit given.
I done struggled too long not to floss and get on.
Imma get it with the double, if not the microphone.
I'm headstrong plus I'm out for those dead presidents.
And the government ain't doing shit for my residence.
Chorus 1:
I've been through the dirt, been slammed from right to left.
I've been hit, been low, been high, I guess...
I'm like a Cadillac door (say what)
I'm like a Cadillac door (say what)
Chorus 2:
I've been through the dirt, been slammed from right to left.
but I ain't blowin' up I'm built to ride to death.
I'm like a Cadillac door (say what)
I'm like a Cadillac door (say what)
It's been a long time coming (yeah we struggled)
It's been a bumpy ride (but we gonna make it)
So these wheels will keep on turning (say what)
till the day I die (ride with me fo a minute yall).
(repeat)
Chuch
Now my homies busted and getting shot at it's getting serious.
Plus I'm praying but they breaking down in tears.
See now that I'm on, people think money make you proud.
But I've been struggling trying to come up since I was a child.
Who are you to judge me for my sins and what I did wrong.
I'm trying to live don't my mama singing a sad song.
They say look out for your family and so I try to shurr.
Look Tommy I miss you but I'll see you when I get thurr.
Chorus 1:
I've been through the dirt, been slammed from right to left.
I've been hit, been low, been high, I guess...
I'm like a Cadillac door (say what)
I'm like a Cadillac door (say what)
Chorus 2:
I've been through the dirt, been slammed from right to left.
but I ain't blowin' up I'm built to ride to death.
I'm like a Cadillac door (say what)
I'm like a Cadillac door (say what)
Hey, I'm dedicating this song to everybody that lost a loved one, to the people in 9-11, hurricane katrina, all the folks that lost folks that they care about, and if you down yourself, you got somebody that's down, you tryin to bring they spirits up, this for yall man.
I know you can relate to my pain so just feel your boy ching-a-ling man I do this for all yall.
Young rich and dangerous but not kris kross
Me I was just a running boy til I made it the boss
Got alot on my plate breakfast,lunch and dinner
Call me dear on heart killa yeah bitch i'm a winner
On my block it's lil kids pulling pistol's
In Iraq it's innocent kids dying from missoles
That's why i'm back and taking the title from those before me
Matthew Broadway can never see the day i reach glory
I know parlitions is wishing that banner stop
But I'm ridin with bannana flow and hat cock 4 shots
To my cousin thats lock
come back soon tome rest in peace to my rilla roc
I'm a affilated hustler so keep ya talk to a minnium
Hate on me first class to ya grave i'm sending em
Give me the rock and i'ma run it back
To all my young niggas out thurr stugglin i hope you make a jack
where you at.
Back one more again it's Nate Dogg
One day I might stop but not now
My game to damn strong to be stopped
Got hoes every place that i stop
Got beef tell you what I'm gon do
Call up David Banner and demoish ya crew
Man them laws looking for me man
Rob to Mississippi All The Way To St.Lou
Stressing bout to take 4 blunts to the head
Making a revoulution listening to dead prez
He say, She say i don't curr what they said
Number 1 hustler said equpt with the bread
IRS tripping so fuck the FEDS
Taking shit to these devils cut off my legs
Lord don't let em put me in my death bed
For my son,nieces and newphens life I plede
Sit drinking yak till my eyes get red
Pass me a clip I'm a magnum to the lead
I hope society will let my love spread
Cause my lil cousin steadily thugging before they go I'm dead.
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