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(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 there'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 needin' Natural Bridge Road I'm already blowed, hit third I'm a get 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 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, no footage while I ram her Walked out the bathroom smiling, cats still wild'n 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 giggle 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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(feat. I-20, Tity-Boi)
[Hook: Chingy] Throw yo hood up if you representin (Northside, Westside, Southside, Eastside) On my side aint nuthin but, hustlas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin' (Westside, Northside, Eastside, Southside) On my side aint nuthin but, gangstas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin' [Verse 1: Chingy] Gangsta as a Cadillac DeVille wit fo's This for all my thundercats that feel my flow To slang weight, my young guns will steal ya o's Catch a bellin down Lukerson & Hunt de-real a ho In ya top piece, suburb mart, ya not street I know fools from Wilson that'll whack ya, ya got beef Used to go to Skate King back when bangin was in And if the fiends aint have 20, we would slang it for 10 Drankin' the gin, posted on the corners at night Sparkin pound while my homies in the street, slapped right Ride bikes, patrolin' the hood, keepin' out cops Regals and drops, reppin' cuz beak in my block Wild like rocks, my mentality got from my pops And saints, bustin back in '90 hope you got from the shots Put it down for the town and I gang wit us St. Louis did it derty, throw yo hood up did you know we from the. [Hook: Chingy] (Northside, Westside, Southside, Eastside) On my side aint nuthin but, hustlas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin' (Westside, Northside, Eastside, Southside) On my side aint nuthin but, gangstas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin' (Northside, Eastside, Southside, Westside) On my side aint nuthin but, playas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin' (Eastside, Southside, Westside) On my side aint nuthin but, thugs baby Throw yo hood up if you representin' [Verse 2: Tity-Boi] Tity-Boi, Southside Bad limp, fo' 5's on the hip Don't know why I'm known to slip when I get high One time but no more, won't sleep until the mornin' Somebody need to take the trash out and I'ma do the chores Softer than a cactus, put it on like actors Hustle in the shadows on the bricks and they couldn't catch us Gat still tucked, in my waist by my price time Cuz my chain hang so low my tongue bang wit my pipe line Walk around, all day wit this beam like it's night time You can see em a mile away, but it'll touch ya from blind side Flipped it, first to finsih to the car, that's a nice ride Dig it, they spin they puchase round here they get kite high Deal it, it's my description, my picture, my composure plot This is how I get through 2 d's, niggaz! My side we ride my crew's, iller, iller! [Hook: Chingy] Throw yo hood up if you representin' (Northside, Westside, Southside, Eastside) On my side aint nuthin but, hustlas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin' (Westside, Northside, Eastside, Southside) On my side aint nuthin but, gangstas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin' (Northside, Eastside, Southside, Westside) On my side aint nuthin but, playas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin' (Eastside, Southside, Westside) On my side aint nuthin but, thugs baby Throw yo hood up if you representin' [Verse 3: I-20] Who done bust through the vapon yeah I'm hopin' to fight Start a brawl, I'll shut that bitch down on openin' night Let's fate, pull the bitches titties start on them dipes Cause we leavin' wit some hoes and yeah we startin' wit dykes Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand if you holdin' that bank I got the game on lock, you barely a holdin' tank Get drunk, get to shootin bust the whole club out Us thugs out, I'm tryin' to dumb out, 'til I get drunk out That's just the way I am, don't look down on me My gun's a open bar, free rounds on me And I'm an eastside nigga so I aint no punk I make the crowd get it crunk and do the eastside stomp Young Chingy let em know, that the deal is a fool And I'm a carpenter's dream, I'm in love wit the tools Lay low when the heat bust, off in the airr DTP, Cris squad and we runnin' this herre, it go [Hook: Chingy] (Northside, Westside, Southside, Eastside) On my side aint nuthin but, hustlas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin' (Westside, Northside, Eastside, Southside) On my side aint nuthin but, gangstas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin' (Northside, Eastside, Southside, Westside) On my side aint nuthin but, playas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin' (Eastside, Southside, Westside) On my side aint nuthin but, thugs baby Throw yo hood up if you representin' |
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