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Some information about Chingy Jackpot Lyrics Title: Chingy - Chingy Jackpot lyrics Artist: Chingy Album: Jackpot Visitors: 7 visitors have visited Chingy Jackpot Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. [Robotic voice] This is another Trak Star production [Record scratching] [Chingy] Oh oh oh uh Oh oh oh uh Oh oh oh uh Oh oh Who am I? [Hook 2X: Chingy + (Girl)] [Chingy] what s up? (Why yo eyes so chinky?) I dunno (Is it because you ve been smoking and drinking?) Maybe so (I ve been thinking) huh? (Maybe you come get me) and do what? (Round the town then take me home and eat me) Okay [Record scratches at end of hook] [Verse 1: Chingy] Chingy Jackpot "pop" like a crack spot Ladies on the strip keep me with a fat knot Lac drop Rag top on the jag drop uh Phat stop you know that s hot huh Mack spinnin wit the piece in my pocket People hop out I m releasin a rocket (bloaw bloaw) For a piece of the profit St. Louis we the topic Let the women jock it pimpin you know how I get Once my album drop all you heavy waiters better watch it Vokal yeah I rock it Step in the spot shit men leave I was somethin hot quick Cris holdin that bottle won t you pop it I threw the key to the city since I locked it Girl I don t want no brain give me a pop quiz I get multiple choice head derty watch this [Hook - 2X] [Verse 2: Chingy] They tell me what you tell me you ain t gotta be in a rush Errything I do is top secret that s on the hush (shhhh) Cat handlin hard in the city makin women blush From 314 to 617 gotta give it up Treat my women like a structure workers work the streets Twerk ya meat go get it till it hurts ya feet Hurt in ya sleep get wit me and we could ching all night Hearr the slots ring all night But if you try to get at the drama I ll bring all night We keep Atlanta throwin bows And New Orleans we got the thugs showin golds Take it to New York and party at Madison Squarre We ll hit Cali and smash a model chick wit long hairr No hatin on my part let the ceremony start Crowd around us sumthin new sittin on top of the Arch STL where I dwell Northside of the streets They keep a quarter piece freak for the sheets now speak uh [Hook - 2X] [Verse 3: Chingy] Uh I got tired of being broke dogg (fa sho) Ice Sleeve won t you pass me some smoke dogg Can I come up without jealousy? "You ain t gon make it" what they tellin me So I showed them it ain t that hard Can t play me cuz I ain t got a whole card Got Lee way in my hometown (STL) No mo jokin cuz it s on now Who gon stop me not a soul Strap in now let s roll Keep it real what-eva I do Got s up Keith comin from U Squash that mind ya own beats There s a new ching in the streets Watch ya step or I ll ruin ya rep Now let s "get it" like Puff and G-Dep [Hook - 2X] [Chingy] Oh oh oh uh Oh oh oh uh Oh oh oh uh Oh oh Who am I? Hottest songs from Chingy : Tity-Boi Lyrics Jermaine Dupri Lyrics Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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