"Sample Dat Ass" (feat. Murphy Lee)
Chingy
and Murph durph Uh
[Chorus (2X)] 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)
[Chingy] 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?
[Chorus]
[Murphy Lee] 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
[Chorus]
[Chingy] 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
[Murphy Lee] 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
[Chorus]
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 St. Louis, north side
"Juice"
[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
[Chorus] 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
[Verse:
Chingy] 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
[Chorus] 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
[Verse 2: Chingy] 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
[Chorus] 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
[Verse 3: Chingy] 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
[Chorus] 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
[Repeat until song goes off]
"Right Thurr (Remix)" (feat. Trina, Jermaine Dupri)
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
[Trina:] 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
[Chorus
2X:] 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
[Jermaine Dupri:] 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 Lick ya lips when ya talkin
dat make me starre
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Balla Baby
Chingy
You know the definition, of a balla, (uh hu) that's me, c-h-i-n-g to the y, let me explain it to you though,
Chorus: I'm
a balla (say what), high, roller baby (baby, baby), shot colla (thats right), ain't nobody this crazy (like me) , you
a hatta (you a hatta), why you tryin to play me (I don't think he know), fake playa (yeap, fake playa), ain't nobody
killin (hey, I'm a ball for real), (oh, oh, oh)
Girl I know you do the nasty (nasty), I could tell when ya (when
ya) walked past me (past me), and your proud I looking flashy, errrthings on your mind, just ask me, I know my
errrrelated stuff wasky (wabbit), carrots all in the dezzy, it's a habbit (uh), wurrs my cash, outside I gotta
Benz and Jag (both sittin on chrome). Is she down for gettin dirty with a 'get it' boy, All I need is one night just
hit it boy, After the club we can checkin at five-star telly, Get a suite an let me put somethin in your belly, what's
your name sheena, (ah) that you was shelly, don't matta four o'clock, just be ready, foreva solja probably won't
come, back from your momma, must we think that's where ya get your back from,
Chorus: I'm a balla (say what), high,
roller baby (baby, baby), shot colla (thats right), ain't nobody this crazy (like me) , you a hatta (you a hatta), why
you tryin to play me (I don't think he know), fake playa (yeap, fake playa), ain't nobody killin (hey, I'm a ball for
real), (hands up, hands up, oh oh oh)
now I know we keep it crackin ask em and brit, (whats up) the girls on
us so dirty who you rollin wit, (G-I-P) from magic city to the pink slip in the lou, (lou) them chicks love the diamonds
that I get from rob jewels, we been in the spot maaaan hang up flirtin, we be surrounding by girls man and I ain't burping, all
I know is money cash, sex, and j, and I got all three no I dun play, chicks call me drama king like k-slay, (k-slay) cuz
n the bed I bring it (yeah) night and day, lettin rounds off in em like an ak, you leavin wit me tell me is it free
or do I have to pay, (what you say)
Chorus: I'm a balla (say what), high, roller baby (baby, baby), shot colla
(thats right), ain't nobody this crazy (like me) , you a hatta (you a hatta), why you tryin to play me (I don't think
he know), fake playa (balla) (yeap, fake playa), ain't nobody killin (balla) (hey, I'm a ball for real), (yes, yes,
oh oh oh)
I like them black, white, puerto ricon, or haitian, like japanese, chinese, or even asian, (okay) don't
matter what colour on this occasion, (fo sho) like smoke take a hit of what I'm blazin, I said to god it's me girls
praisin, meet me at about 6 at the days inn, 5 of em, 1 of me, I'm feelin caged in, I'm a pimp, I'm gonna keep on
playin, you know I love em for that one night, (one night) I could take on ten with my one pipe, (one pipe) knock
em all like a bowlin pin on site, (on site) make em soak, change, girl lookherre you better get your mind right, (cuz...)
Chorus: I'm
a balla (say what), high, roller baby (baby, baby), shot colla (thats right), ain't nobody this crazy (like me) , you
a hatta (you a hatta), why you tryin to play me (I don't think he know), fake playa (yeap, fake playa), ain't nobody
killin (hey, I'm a balla for real).
"One Call Away" (feat. Jason Weaver)
[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)
x4:] (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
[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 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. . .
[Chorus - J/Weav & (Chingy)
x4:] (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
[Chingy] 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. . .
[Chorus - J/Weav &
(Chingy) x4:] (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
[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) x4:] (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
"Holidae In" (feat. Ludacris and Snoop Dogg)
[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
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
[Chorus: Chingy + (Girl)] (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
[Verse 1: Chingy] Peeps
call me up [phone ring] 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
[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 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
[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 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
[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
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