Chingy Album

[Chingy:]
(Woo!) Put your hands up [x2]
("Deep cause the whole St. Louis is ridin wit me"}
And uhh {"Cause the whole St. Louis is ridin wit me"}
(Woo!) Put your hands up! [x2]
And uhh ("Deep cause the whole St. Louis is ridin wit me"}
And uhh {"Cause the whole St. Louis is ridin wit me"}

[Chorus: x2]
Yeah, hurr comes the king of the Midwest
C, H to the I to the N to the G
{"Cause the whole St. Louis is ridin wit me"}
Say what, say what {"Cause the whole St. Louis is ridin wit me"}

[Chingy:]
I'm back (yeah I'm back) I ain't went nowhurr
'Cept across the world and back, right hurr and right thurr
It's a fact (it's a fact) I'ma do what I do
Hold the town down, always represent the Lou'
And I pack (and I pack) a 45 for the hate
People like "When it's gon' drop," cause man they can't wait
Ha ha! (Ha ha!) You can catch me on the bricks
In a fly-ass whip, with a fly-ass chick
Talk to 'em Chingy, women tellin me they miss me
All these fools tryin to diss me, these lil' girls tryin to kiss me
(Say what, say what) We're still makin big deals
Still roll on 26's cause I ride big wheels
Yeah - still keepin it real
Still got that thang on me, homey keep that steel
(Stay back, stay back) So if you want me come get me
I ain't trippin {"cause the whole St. Louis is ridin wit me"}

[Chorus]

[No lyrics]

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'

[Chorus]

[No lyrics]

[Chorus:]
Throw it to me baby, ima runningback
Through tha hole now, can yo boi touchdown?x2

Bounce dat ass ho [x8]
(Shake it twist it)(Twist it shake it)

[Verse:]
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 dont stop man have you seen her pop?
God damn she hit the fan cant catch her dirty
I can, cause im the man, I am
I dont slow dance I 2 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 dont miss
And maybe u can leave wit me
And dont worry about nothin a couple of gs wit me
(Now let me see you)

[Chorus]

Its too many niggas and not enough hos
Soon as I come through tha door
Them heffers pullin on my clothes
White t, crispy nikes wit some red and blue girbauds
Hustle a piece of game and dont 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, its your world
Im just trying to catch a nut, so maybe call me a squirrel
Better yet i tell ya what, ima give yo ass a referal
Come to my office in tha back and gon get it girl

[Break]

Shake it twist it, Twish it shake it
Chorus
You got a fine body, why dont u back dat thing up
Type of thighs make yo boy wanna back his springs up
If you throw it my way ima 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 im Bousier
Let me ram it until I bring that ass to a closer

[Chorus]

[No lyrics]

How the hell did you get all of that in dem jeans
How da how da hell did you get all of that in dem jeans
Cuz your waist so little and your ass it like wo
Cuz your waist so little and your ass it like wo

[Verse 1 (Chingy)]
Prada, Gucci, tell me what you like
Coach bag with the shoes to match, forget the price
Marc Jacob shades 50 carats 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 drinking on
She wanna go out to eat
But me JD I'm thinkin home
Just so I can see 'em off
But what the hell we both grown
Wearin' dem jeans like that
Will make me take trips with you to Rome
Hey now, hey now
You know they thick from the STL to the A-Town
Hey now, hey now
Let me help you with dem jeans
Baby lay down

[Chorus (Chingy)]:
Damn Girl
How'd you get all that in
Dem Jeans, dem Jeans?
How'd you get all that in dem?
Damn Girl
How'd you get all that?
(Is you talking 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

[Verse 2 (Jermaine Dupri)]:
Now, now, now
When you walkin' girl
And you make it swirl
It's hard for me not to look
and I want you up in my world
Bubbled up (oh)
poking out (Hey)
Licking' my lips saying
Shawty swing it my way
Damn ma
How the hell you get all that in dem pants ma
Hope you ain't up in here with your man ma
I love it when you wiggle it, shake it
Drop it and do your little dance ma
True Religion, 7's or dem rocking Republics
Or the ones that fit the best and show it just how we love it
Know just how to hug it
Know just how to cup it
When you walk away it make me wanna rub it
Hey now, hey now
You know they thick from ATL down to H-Town
Hey now, hey now
Let me help you with dem jeans, baby lay down

[Chorus (Chingy)]:
Damn Girl
How'd you get all that in
Dem Jeans, dem Jeans?
How'd you get all that in dem?
Damn Girl
How'd you get all that?
(Is you talking 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

[Verse 3 (Chingy)]:
I don't mean to be rude but I like the way you move
Got your boy in the mood, let's go back to magic cruise
I ain't like them other fools, gotta play by my rules
Face down, ass up, pants off, look (ooh)
There it go don't be scared
Let it show it, I like them curves
Make that thing talk, when you walk
I'm slurring my words
Drop it to the floor, ya heard
Ain't no hating girl got to sing it
Like the style but man you working them a lot.

[Chorus (Chingy){x2}]:
Damn Girl
How'd you get all that in
Dem Jeans, dem Jeans?
How'd you get all that in dem?
Damn Girl
How'd you get all that?
(Is you talking 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

[Chorus]
Every time I try to leave
Somethin keeps pullin me back, me back
Telling me I need u in my life
Every time I try to go
Somethin keeps tellin me that, me that
Everything gon be alright
Every time I try to leave
Something keeps pullin 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,
Spendin money, goin shoppin
Eatin at the finest restaurants
And then from club hoppin
She was right thurr with me bottle poppin livin 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
Cut can't help it if Ching-A-Ling been attracting all the girls
Baby I’m a superstar and that come wit it
You got a good nigga on the side, u betta run wit it,
Even though I'm on tha road doin 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
May 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 sittin herre, lookin crazy like
Damn!

[Chorus]
Every time I try to leave
Somethin keeps pullin me back, me back
Telling me I need u in my life
Every time I try to go
Somethin keeps tellin me that, me that
Everything gon be alright
Every time I try to leave
Something keeps pullin 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]
Walkin to house from hard work, my head hurts,
Instead of arguin, can i have dinner with some dessert (uh uh)
She talkin 'bout this phone number she found,
Hey, give me time to put my bags down,
She's straight up, clowned
Before we end up fightin, let me leave,
I’m exhausted and dis hurr, I don't need
Now I’m wit the fellas ridin n drinkin
She's blowin my two way up but I need some time for thinkin
(Yeah) I wanna go back, but something sayin naaaw
Give her some space and the next day I might call
What should I do
Look, let me ask ya’ll
Should I stay and talk, or let this relationship fall
I ain't down on what happened, my feelings crushed
But it happens some time
It’s either love it or give it up
I thought I was your man
Guess u ain't understand
N now I’m sittin' herre lookin crazy like
Damn!

[Chorus]
Every time I try to leave
Somethin keeps pullin me back, me back
Telling me I need u in my life
Every time I try to go
Somethin keeps tellin me that, me that
Everything gon be alright
Every time I try to leave
Something keeps pullin 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

[JD:] Chingy holla at dem agian !!

[Verse 3]
Ta all the fellas know u feel me, if u eva had a woman,
Good times led to bad times n u ain't see it coming,
Try the best to make her happy,
But it wasn't enough,
Cuz mamma told me in relationship to roll ya bluff
N i don't wanna have my head down
Weak n stressed out
As bad as it hurts i gotta move to the next round
(Uh) I thought i was her man
Guess she ain't understand
N now she's sittin' hurr lookin crazy like
Damn!

[Chorus]
Every time I try to leave
Somethin keeps pullin me back, me back
Telling me I need u in my life
Every time I try to go
Somethin keeps tellin me that, me that
Everything gon be alright
Every time I try to leave
Something keeps pullin 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

(feat. Mr. Collipark)

[Voice:]
Colli-Park

Nasty girl... nasty girl... nasty girl... nasty girl

[Chorus:]
Far as i know you a freak, (Who me?) a lil nasty girl to shake her ass to the beat,to the beat, clap clap skeet skeet, (skeet skeet) cause all i really wanna do' but she dont come cheap.
Far as i no you a freak, a lil nasty girl to shake her ass to the beat, to the beat, clap clap skeet skeet, (skeet skeet) cause all i really wanna do' but she dont come cheap.

Chicken head patty cake, lean wit it rock wit it...
Chicken head patty cake, lean wit it rock wit it

[Verse 1:]
Hands up lil momma was up, know you see me pulling up in that truck, rimmed up chin chilla timbed up. hopped out matchin furr brim what?
Yah these freaks out tah nite, man herd they in route tah nite, no body should be sitting on the couch tah nite, hey grey goose got me feeling so rite.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Now i'm looking for that ass and dem jeans, shaped like a eight walk real mean, high class and always on the scene, cats ask her why she always looking mean.
Behind closed doors its a different thing, she get it from her momma i aint mad not me, not me
I can only show you these two things, clap clap, skeet skeet, now beat.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Nasty(Who?) Nasty girl(Me?) I dont mean to sturr(Boy what chu' looking at?)me i'd be at my hotel suite and maybe we can take it thurr?(Thats Right).
Nasty(Who?) Nasty girl(Me?) I dont mean to sturr(Boy what chu' looking at?)me i'd be at my hotel suite and maybe we can take it thurr?(Thats Right).

[Voice:]
This has a been a Colli-Park Slaughterlot presentation,

and we out.

Hahahaha.

[No lyrics]

[No lyrics]

Yea…Let me
This that Pro Player Music
Right hurr man
For the playas dirty
Let me
You aint even gotta say nothing to a girl
You aint even gotta approach her
She just gonna give it to ya
This aint for you rookies though
Aim for your best
Get it

(Chorus: Girl)
You can get this lovin
Its nothing
I think I got the something you wanting
So when you leave the club and
Come on in
Private party’s jumpin over here
Come on in, come on in, til morning
Come on in,
Come on in,
Come on in, til morning
Come on in

I bumped in to this chick
Light skin and 5’6”
Thick as a brick
Nice stomach with some wide hips
Approached her like what’s good baby?
You seem hood baby
Maybe we could hook up oh yea we should baby
She asked my name
I laugh and flash my chain
I can’t stop staring
Damn she got ass and thangs
We can forget about the club and go to crib
The finer things in life, that’s how I live
I told her think about it, take a second, then tell me
She said aint nothing to think about (ha ha)
Ya smell me
She got close and……..
And almost overdosed
I stays fly ya know ya know

(Chorus: Girl)
You can get this lovin
Its nothing
I think I got the something you wanting
So when you leave the club and
Come on in
Private party’s jumpin over here
Come on in, come on in, til morning
Come on in,
Come on in,
Come on in, til morning
Come on in

(Chingy:)
We on the way to my house
Know what Im thinking about
Pop some Jodecy in
That’ll get her wet, no doubt
Look like you been needing a friend
To please, ya heard me
With that gangsta love, girl come ride with a G
Rolled up some of that sticky
Since she like to smoke
Did a 100 to the pad, had to stash the toast
Pulled into the driveway
Hopped out and opened the door
Ya’ll might think that’s weak
But all the real playas know
Got inside, said she’s cold
So I turned the heat on
Persian rug on the floor
To wipe ya feet on
And in 15 minutes, head boss gonna get beat on
She aint got no man,
Aint got no woman,
Who there to cheat on?
Can I get it?

(Chorus: Girl)
You can get this lovin
Its nothing
I think I got the something you wanting
So when you leave the club and
Come on in
Private party’s jumpin over here
Come on in, come on in, til morning
Come on in,
Come on in,
Come on in, til morning
Come on in

(This is how it went down…)

(Chingy:)
We in my bedroom
She ask, can I take a shower
Hell yea, there go the soap, lotion and baby powder
She got undressed in front of me
She must been reading my mind
Glad I aint buying
This something you’d want to see
Instantly, I snuck in
Then she told me, get in
I grabbed to glasses and a bottle of that Seagrams Gin
So we got in the Jacuzzi
Cause its more relaxing
Call me Mr. Miyabi
Cause that ass I’m gonna be waxing
She got a little tipsy
Then started feeling on me
Then start feeling on herself
Yep, its going down homey
Next thing I know,
She went down...I got blessed
Then she got on top and let it drop
You know the rest

(Chorus x2: Girl)
You can get this lovin
Its nothing
I think I got the something you wanting
So when you leave the club and
Come on in
Private party’s jumpin over here
Come on in, come on in, til morning
Come on in,
Come on in,
Come on in, til morning
Come on in

(feat. Fatman Scoop)

Fatman Scoop

what u say when u drunk in the club (hood up)
and u deep in the club let me know
(hood up)
show me where u from if ya city's #1
(hood up hood up hood up....)

Chingy

lets 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 im doin it baby
if i like what i see im pursuin it maybe
but a nasty attitude that could ruin it lady
if its all gravy hop in and (lets ride)
and we can cruise a lil bit
wild out and act like fools a lil bit
my whip aint old girl this that new shit
2006 ya hear

let's ride

what u gigglin for?
twist that thing and wiggle it more
a couple big faces what u jiggle it for
now close my door hold on

(chorus)

i know u like the ?? on the floor dont 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 (lets ride)
?? to this
heard in the club if they move to this
get ya party on and groove to this
ay this that shit come on girl (lets ride)
ya friends can come too
tell em' bout a player that rep the Lou
yeah i be here yup thats my crew
now what yall wanna do
hood up

(chorus)

err'body come and ride with me
grab a glass pull some drink and blaze up them trees

Fatman Scoop

work ya body
twist ya body
work ya body
twist ya body
stickshift (work ma)
stickshift (work ma)
stickshift (work ma)
stickshift (work ma)
work ya body
twist ya body
work ya body
twist ya body
stickshift (work ma)
stickshift (work ma)
stickshift (work ma)
stickshift (work ma)

(chorus)

sit down (on the ground)
sit down (on the ground)
sit down (on the ground)
sit down (on the ground)
sit down (on the ground)
sit down (on the ground)
sit down (on the ground)
get low now