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back fo' yo head get cracked

[Verse 1: Chingy]
You can't fool me ho, wit that movie star role
Take yo ass to the sto', get a job and blow
Why should I
lick
(skert, skert)
Whips
Flyin past grams
Derrty I'm the man 
That ya don't understand
Back in hand
If the club wit me 
Pop a bottle wit me
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 x 2]

[Chingy]
Ma showed up
could, roll, wit, me) 
You call if you wanna bump over me 
(If you was my baby) 
I'm only one call away 

[Chingy] 
It was weird how we met, huh
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.
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
ya head get cracked

[Verse: Chingy]
U cant fool me hoe,
Wit that movie star role,
Take yo ass to the store,
Or get a job and blow,
Why should i
again
My eyes chinky, I'm wit Chingy, at the Holidae In

(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you
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 x 2]

[Chingy]
Ma showed up
Uh uh uh uh..uh uh uh uh uh huh
That's right

[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
Who want to mob wit' me (I do derrty)
You want to mob wit' me (Yes I do
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 x 2]

[Chingy]
Ma showed up
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
It's the new weapon, the weapon of choice yeah

You can blow wit' this
Or you can blow wit' that
You can blow wit' this
Or you can blow wit' that
It's the new weapon, the weapon of choice yeah

You can blow wit' this
Or you can blow wit' that
You can blow wit' this
Or you can blow wit' that
I'm a rapping Taye Diggs, I give the women they groove back 
When it comes to the wood, I'm the best man to use that 

[Chorus] 

Chingy, Murph
Gold Jesus piece, wit stones that shine like the ghost of Eazy-E, and you can try and snatch my chain if you think your a stunt man, I'll put you in hard
[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
again
My eyes chinky, I'm wit Chingy, at the Holidae In

(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you
a shhh,

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Chingy]
You actin like you dont hurr me
Come nurr me quick
Bacon, and take a puff of this green from jamaica
Just
faster than +Flo-Jo+
Floatin' through the 3 by 4
Rim cocked to my left low
I'm the boy that got dough
Talk to my dirty mo
Ooh, I'm gettin' it wit
Yes (get it boys)its ya boy chingy once again (chingaling)
Represtentin' that STL, you know what I'm sayin', trackstarz,
Got to address these
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:
the streets wit the chrome
Come on home wit me, where the buses don't run
And my dog stay bustin his gun

Think that gettin' caught by justices is fun
Keep
Tear that dick down bitch, start all over again
And bungee jumpin'

Ya gotta back ya ass wit' it, act a ass wit' it
Ya gotta bend ya ass wit' it, act
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, you betta run wit it
Even though I'm