Lyrics:
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+,
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,
Chingy and Murph durph
Uh
[Chorus x2]
Ooo Ooo
Let me get a sample of that ass, Ooo Ooo
I ain't Mystikal but girl, shake it fast, (Don't
the doop
A bell with a coke
There by the lab
Off in my loaf
Why'all rappers think ya'll hard
I know ya'll soft
Its Chingy
Ya'll hoes act for me
So
do?) Feel on each other, and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another; let the party begin
[Chingy]
Peeps call me up, said it's a hotel party
keys
Sex, red bull, velvi we be like the
[Verse 1: Chingy]
I pulled on tha lot and then I fell up in the spot
St. Louis hat cocked tryin'
do?) Feel on each other, and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another; let the party begin
[Chingy]
Peeps call me up, said it's a hotel party
[After every line in verse]
[Verse 2: Chingy](girl)
Breakin' niggaz wit the flow
Movin' faster than +Flo-Jo+
Floatin' through the 3 by 4
Rim cocked to my
It's enough to go around, but we want it all
My name ain't Chingy, I can't be there everytime you call
See the whole team laced up when it's time
is anime (wow), filled with guns and some drive-bys (brrr)
Thathi mela, swing it (boom)
Nd'gaxil' umshini (let's go)
Digga D, Chingy (uh)
Hit me up
verse]
[Verse One: Chingy]
I'm on top of my game
Droppin' the flame
My name, got me dodgin' the fame
Watchin' the dames, surround us, when we
that truth ta Sam
Sold your soul to the tyrants
War goes hand an hand
Flicks get written by da olders
Paint picture for all to stand
Stories covered up
just chinged up Fredo
Yo, I really wanna kill this gasbag
I told little stizzy to go be the lookout (go look, go look)
Cah I ain't tryna lose this
Big money sauce
With some mayonnaise
Chingy chingy chong, karate chop the sauce
Bitch I am the boss
I'm gone fuck this up
Bitch I ain't got no shame
I
Out)
They Say (They fightin' in the club)
[Verse 1: I-20]
Dealer bitch, recognise I'm back up on my grind hoe
Niggas talkin' this and that
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 [phone
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
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
Prepare yourself, before you walk up to the King
Better check yourself, before I make a scene
Chingy chain hang low with the bling
Drinks in the air with my
Song: Tini Bop
Written and performed by Santini The Great and Chingy
Intro: Interstella on the beat boy
Tini Bop ( laugh)
Hook: Tini bop , you
Murder but you know, free him up still
Listen
I disappeared from the map like Madaline
Man got locked by feds in the can
My G P.Dough Porkedyagal
B was
load up the monster
Wingy chingy wang chung sitting on my tongue has left me satisfied
But your bees are buzzing and your cat is calling and baby I'm
Why you blowin' up my spot?
I need to leave you 'lone
And you make it way too hot, I
Can't come to the phone
Why you passin' by my job?
I
Yeah, what up with it ya'll(powerballin')
We come to the end of the powerballin' album
I hope you liked it and enjoy it (you know)
I'm
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