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  • Текст песни Chingy - Chingy Jackpot

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    Chingy - Chingy Jackpot

    [Robotic voice]
    This is another Track 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 u come get me) and do what?
    (Wine me, dine me, 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
    If I 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-weighters better watch it
    Vokal, yeah I rock it
    Step in the spot shit, then leave I was somethin hot quick
    Quit holdin that bottle, won't you pop it (pop)
    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 (bows)
    And New Orleans, we got the thugs showin golds (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 to keep comin from U
    Squash that, mind ya own, beats
    There's a new chief, 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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