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THE LYRIC OF CHINGY JACKPOT , CHINGY'S SONG

 

 

The lyric of Chingy Jackpot, Chingy's song

[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?

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