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"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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