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Albums:

Talk Talk Talk (The Psychedelic Furs) · The Psychedelic Furs/Talk Talk Talk/Forever Now/Mirror Moves/Midnight to Midnight (The Psychedelic Furs) · Talk Talk Talk [Expanded] (The Psychedelic Furs) · Talk Talk Talk (The Psychedelic Furs) · DC Talk/Nu Thang (dc Talk) · No Bad Talk or Loud Talk 1977-'81 (Joe Ely) · Talk Talk (George Maple) · Talk That Talk (Johnny "Hammond" Smith) · Spirit of Talk Talk (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Very Best of Talk Talk (Talk Talk) – and 90 other albums »


[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
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
love) Makes ya do thangs (do thangs, doo thangs)

You can't fight it, anyway
It grabs you by the heart 
And makes you walk away
So far, ya gave me
do His part
A brand nu thang to ya raggedy walk
He might just match it up to that big ol' talk

God is doin' a nu thang
In our lives so
We're doin'
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
(that is true) but it was something 
about this girl's style that make me feel no regrets 
We started off casual; walks through the park 
Candle light
You make me want to
Do thangs, do thangs, them grown thangs
Do thangs with you

(You know how it goes)
(Keep chasin' that dough)

I'll ring
now
Just pray to God I don't get you

[Verse 1 - Chingy]
Back slap that ass
Clap that ass
Dropping body bags
Glocks and mags
Four blocks you
He..is..here

Don't be scurred now
Got it made now
Just pray to God I don't get you

[Verse 1 - Chingy]
Back slap that ass
Clap that ass
Dropping body bags
Hup, yeah 
Guess who's back?
Hup, hup, Naughty By Nature's in the house        
Guess who's back?
setting off the 19Naughty4/ Naughty5 flavour
, man, fuck what they lookin' at

I'm in that hot thang, gutter lane
Dippin' with the wood grain
So fuckin' hood, man, they call me the boogeyman
In
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
the walk and talks the talk, hottest thang in town

She's the hottest thing in town by a country mile
She can lick her lips and roll her hips and really
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
keys 
Sex, red bull, velvi we be like the

[Verse 1: Chingy]
I pulled on tha lot and then I fell up in the spot 
St. Louis hat cocked tryin'
go) I need you to shake that thang, girl
(uh) yea errtime that beat go
(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Uh you see errtime that beat go (beat go) I need you
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

(Whachu
and watch me perform
Hm you do that and you gonna learn today, hey
I’ll be representin'(Get on that thang), representing (Get on that thang),
(Get on that
in the front row and watch me perform
Hm you do that and you gonna learn today, hey
I’ll be representin'(Get on that thang), representing (Get
nigga (haha, haha)
You gotta love it, New York City (haha)

[ Chorus - 50 Cent singing ]
I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on my neck,
Fucked up Chingy's song

Afro-mother fuckin-man cant stand no mother fuckin Ying-Yang Twins
I think Lil John and the Eastside Boys is an ignorant,
damn, damn
Mami over there's off that chingy-chang, chang
Where you from
Cali, they do the damn thang
I'm a take ya to Texas
Where they slow it down,
reeaall...by our God damn selves
Fuck thirty niggas and she don't need help

[Chorus:]
(Stick that thang out!) Some more
Uh! uh! some more, skeezer!
(Stick
paying bills
Fo reeeaaalll.. by our God damn selves
Fuck thirty niggas and she don't need help

(Stick that thang out!) Some more
Uh! uh! some more,
paying bills
Fo realll, by our God damn selves
Fuck thirty niggas and she don't need help

(Stick that thang out!) Some more
Uh! uh! some more,