Lyrics:
pants kinda baggy
KC hat tilted, so now they wanna red flag me
I'm by the bar every time, point blank, Period
The door man hatin', takin' his job too
A little bit like the boy who cried wolf yeah
See me, but don't dare to try no shit
Cause you know that somewhere inside those layers
A rattlesnake's right
the check with DTP now chickens try and play me close
Ballin in the mall with Chaka, shoppin for the latest clothes
Turn your lady to a bopper, watch how I
Mob and Chingy decently speak me
So I'ma re-inaurate the game, it's all fame
And you don't get no play if you an emcee with a small name
If I wanna
wise up and take heed to this song because
Everybody's breaking, breaking Up,
Let's stay together (together, together)
United we stand, divided we
like a falling feather
Moretime I gotta move clever unoe me I'm in love with my cheddar
Hammers deh deh for any vendetta
But the gangnem still roll
to break that thang, girl
(uh) yea errtime that beat go
(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Won't ya, uuuhh break it down break it down for me
Don't run outta gas girl
front to the whizz-air)
I gotta lotta me n a half n I'm wots goin' down tonight
Bet I'm gon' pop dat cris tonight
Bet shawty comin out dem clothes
And come to your rescue.
(That's right)
It's a bird, it's a plane, no baby it's Chingy,
You know I'm right here, girl holla when you need me.
When life
front to the whizz-air)
I gotta lotta me n a half n I'm wots goin' down tonight
Bet I'm gon' pop dat cris tonight
Bet shawty comin out dem clothes
that off, ching him, ching him (uh-uh)
Then my name start ringin' (start ringin')
Badness, I had it from young (me)
Them man act bad for the women
not me
On a dog pound break up
Who could it mo- be
Then Shawnna almost jump S*** from DTP
If Chingy left than came back
Than damn it, why can?t she?
We
the sauce, I appear
In the club, shawty standing right here
Like Chingy, I hit it right there and right there and right there, ay
Everybody lit, take
Hollywood puttin' on her makeup
Can't save her but it's always a fool to keep her caked up
You ask the chick out, tike the say where you gon' take her
And see
Hollywood puttin' on her makeup
Can't save her but it's always a fool to keep her caked up
You ask the chick out, tike the say where you gon' take her
And see
thirty blocks on my resume,
I got my own liquor, why he drinking Alize?
Me and Chingy got the pop charts on lock,
But I still get respect on my own
Chingy, Track Stars dirty,
Well I got a caprice on 24's,
I got a range rover with spinners.
I got an impala with beat, lets go.
[Chorus: x2]
Chingy track stars (how many rides you got Dirty?)
Well I got a caprice on 24's
I got a range rover with spinners
I got a impala with beat lets
of girl I wanna make my wife
She's unstable
She's the kind of girl that'll take my life
Attached to me
She's on me all the time
She won't detach from me
You
Grinding by myself so I'm doli
Niggas acting like the know me
Left me in the cold now ur lonely
Cuz u should me that ur phony
I was more than
on me
Come take a chance on me
She do it with no hands on me
My dick is as long as the seasons
And she binging all the seasons
Why they so mad
I touch
the ig..cause when she Snap it's in 3D
Tuesday that's eventful,she drive Uber but she take a lift home...
Cause Last time I caught a ride from her She gave me
energies, can't let the negative take over
I got a hundred people here with me, yeah, this is the takeover
Don't get me started, these marks wanna finish me
with me my don
I'm a' take them out 1 by 1
Take them 1 by 1
I'm a' take them 1 by 1
I'm a' take them out 1 by 1
And I won't tolerate the beef
You ain't
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