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Chingy - All aboard (Ride it)

Tekst :

(feat. Steph Jones)

[BRIDGE:]
Uh huh huh (ridin ) uh huh huh (ridin ) uh huh huh (ridin ) uh huh(that train)
Uh huh huh (ridin ) uh huh huh (ridin ) uh huh huh (ridin )! ALL ABOARD!

[VERSE 1:]
(Aye) They tell me do it how I do it.(do it) Take no time I m a get right to it. (to it)
I m a busy act fluid. (fluid) Make up yo mind.(mind) Baby shake yo behind. (behind) I just wanna see ya move it. (Go)
Dance floor packed(packed) Er body grooving. (Go)
All these classy chicks. Mama you an A student. Cute and Thick. Got me bout to loose it. I can see yo A** for evidence and I can prove it.
Ride(ride) Ride that train.(train) Bring that freak out don t hide that thang. Oh my (oh my) her body s insane. Got me feeling like DANG! I can have that thang.
I ll ride the track. All the fine dime pieces where you at? DJ bring it back. I don t know how to act when the party packed.

[CHORUS:]
Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. 3 (Let s), 2 (Go), 1. All Aboard!

[VERSE 2:]
Oh my god again. Her. We got another one. There she go with that coke bottle. Body guns. BANG BANG. When she drop it on down. Doing her Thang Thang. And I can t stop assuming her. She get it in then she run run with it. Break it on down, 911 with it. Dumb dumb did it. Took my fit it. Wink her eye then I go go get it. Aye, I got nothing to say. All she wants is to play. Then I close my eyes and realize that I want this to sway. Get up on the 5 s. I looked her right in the eyes. We feeling like these feathers stuck together blowing away!

[CHORUS:]
Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. 3, 2, 1. All Aboard!

[VERSE 2:]
Yes sir, I m looking at her. Let me have that cat I can make it purr. I slur. My words and verbs. Bowling ball legs how d you get those curves? I know you feel it baby yeah I got that urge. I m a waiter and you can get served. 12 shots on the D I m perve. Get with me get what you deserve. I ll ride the track. I ll ride the track. All the fine dime pieces where you at? DJ bring it back. I don t know how to act when the party packed.

[BRIDGE:]
Uh huh huh (ridin ) uh huh huh (ridin ) uh huh huh (ridin ) uh huh(that train)
Uh huh huh (ridin ) uh huh huh (ridin ) uh huh huh (ridin ) uh huh (that train) uh huh huh (ridin ) uh huh huh (ridin ) uh huh huh (ridin)

Lemme see you ride. Lemme see you ride. Lemme see you ride. Lemme see you ride. Lemme see you ride. Lemme see you ride. LEMME SEE YOU RIDE THE TRAIN!

[CHORUS:]
Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. Lemme see you ride that train. Ride ride. Lemme see you ride that train. 3, 2, 1. All Aboard!

Chingy - Sample dat ass

Tekst :

Chingy and Murph durph
Uh

[Chorus] (2X)
Ooo Ooo
Let me get a sample of that ass, Ooo Ooo
I ain t +Mystikal+ but girl, +Shake it Fast+, (Don t stop, get it, get it)
Ooo Ooo, You think I can come over and smash?
Ooo Ooo, Don t stop, get it get it (Do what you do)

[Chingy]
The club be packed, Hey, send me a bottle of that
It s hella ass, some with glitter and exotic tats
You know my stats, superfly, MAC
I m in the back getting worked by this girl named Cognac, matta fact
I want to take her home, the reefer got me in the zone
Intentions to bone, we all alone, by ourself
This ain t a strip club, but she act like it
Ever seen her, bowling pins dawg, she stacked like it
Now I m at the bar, chicks treating me like a star
In my face, asking questions, and can they ride in my car
I m law, so authorities can t pin me for shit
Hey baby, see me and you, we can pack it up and split
Let s go, forget Motel 6, we can go to the Mariot
I see it in her eyes, man a girl getting very hot
I m packing like a 357, so I keep magnums
Keep it real, cause you will never find out if you don t ask em, Is we tagging?

[Chorus]

[Murphy Lee]
If your ass is fat and you know it, clap your hands
Wearing those pants, I ll be damned if I m iss my chance to advance
I m in a tan, what s the name, I own some whatchamacallits
They keep spinning and spinning, hey man, What do you call it?
Got a 1-5 jersey, on the go with them wheels
Look at it wiggle wiggle, she say it s all in the heels
You a damn lie girl, I think it s all in the skills
And for real, I think you practicing on what pay the bills
You be confused man, I look picky as hell
Never trust a big butt, that smile like Ricky Bell
What the hell?, Murphy rather pay to get out of jail
Cause if she tell me to pay, somebody better pay my bail
Matta fact, I ma pay myself, my own money
Mr. long money, even after I loan money
I own honey s mentals man, I m in they mouth so much
God damn, I pay for dental plans, man

[Chorus]

[Chingy]
Get it, get it girl, it s your world, I m a squirrel, (squirrel)
Searching for a nut, so more than scissors I cut, (cut)
You can be a slut (slut), hoochie lady, or housewife, (wife)
A real man gon want to hit it, it s hanging out, right? (right)
Ladies don t get offended, when he tell you that you re thick, (you are)
And he wouldn t mind coming over about six
If you like the smooth, let him, you don t dig em? Don t sweat em
You want em? Play like your panties and t-shirt and let em wet em

[Murphy Lee]
Hey yo, my ladies come in +Dueces+ like +Staley+ and +McAllister+
Came up with the Tics, they help me not fall like banisters
Sammy Sosa s got traded for Ken Griffey s
And when we roll, the L s stay lit, like Missy
Plus I stay busy, like kids, I call it biz
And if it is what it is, I m on your head like wigs
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 durph, uh uh
Let me get a sample of that ass
Murph durph and, Chingy, what they, say?, uh
Let me get a sample of that ass, S-T-L
St. Louis, north side

Chingy - Gimme dat

Tekst :

(Chorus) - Feat. Ludacris & Bobby Valentino(only in chorus)
I just want that gushy, gimme dat (gushy)
I just want that gushy, baby thats (awww)
[Chingy]
I got my pockets all swole, big bank rolls
A bad lil mamma, and she ready to go
I m Like...
I just want that gushy, gimme dat (gushy)
I just want that gushy, baby thats (awww)
[Ludacris]
I got my pockets all swole, big bank rolls
A bad lil mamma, and she ready to go
I m Like...
I just want that gushy, gimme dat (gushy)
I just want that gushy, baby thats (awww)
(Verse 1 - Chingy)
Club packed, know imma be there all night
??? Jetlag just got off a flight
But that don t stop me
Who? Not me
Pop 1 bottles pop 2 bottles pop 3
4, 5, 6, chicks in tha V.I.P.
7, 8, 9, ??? they all dimes O.G.
Louis frame match my Louis kicks on my fifth right?

Dirty lame look at me wrong? Tell em get right
Light reflecting off the Bentley watch, now im lit right?
6 s on the candy Range just so i can sit right
Hotter if ya chick nice, I can triple his price
On the black ???, got em hating, wanna fist fight?
Man don t get ya shit sliced, yea i hope the fifth tight
We tryna party, yo homey don t mess up this night
Its a D.T.P. thang, wall-to-wall, its hype
Me, Luda, and Valentine, we living this life
(Chorus)
[Chingy]
I got my pockets all swole, big bank rolls
A bad lil mamma, and she ready to go
I m Like...
I just want that gushy, gimme dat (gushy)
I just want that gushy, baby thats (awww)
[Ludacris]
I got my pockets all swole, big bank rolls
A bad lil mamma, and she ready to go
I m Like...
I just want that gushy, gimme dat (gushy)
I just want that gushy, baby thats (awww)
(Verse 2 - Ludacris

Inne utwory

Losowe utwory

Driven by the devil

When I was a little kid I let the devil buy my soul
He bought it for a pocketful of talent and a pot of gold
But now it ain`t so fun no more
The gold is spent my soul is torn
I feel like Robert...

Tug-o-war

Feed the cut and get in line
To live and burn is tug-o-war
Raped
Go back and forth until it’s learned
To suffer now or nothing’s gained
Then wake within a freezing sweat
Push and pull, collecting doubt
Starting seeds

(Chorus)

Lost inspiration, panic on the rise
A severed attempt ignored
The reason never outweighs the truth
So backing up and lean...

Midnight bottle

Midnight bottle take me come with me my memories
And everything come back to me
Midnight bottle make it real what feels like make believe
So I can see a little more clearly
Like every single move you make kissing me so carefully
On the corners of my dreaming eyes

I’ve got a midnight bottle gonna...

Double or quits

What what you you gonna gonna do do
When this nigga nigga come come through through
Nuff nuff chitty chitty chat fat fat
No no never never sound sound wak wak
Too too many many try try this this
But but my my stylos the business
I I hit hit...

In my other world

In my other world
There is no pain
And all my thoughts
Are clouds of happiness

In my other world
My heart beats red
There is no gun
Pointed at my head

And I don`t really want your kiss
My thoughts don`t make me cry
My heart`s not...