(Give a fuck about yo feelings). (Give a fuck about yo feelings). (Give a fuck about yo feelings). . Give a fuck about yo feelings. Give a fuck about yo feelings.
It's your boy Chingy. Representin' the king. G.I.B. git it boys. Stop hatin' derrty. And maybe you can get some in your life playa. . Niggaz act like they got paper but no.
(Give a fuck about yo feelings). (Give a fuck about yo feelings). (Give a fuck about yo feelings). . Give a fuck about yo feelings. Give a fuck about yo feelings.
I just want that gushy, gimme dat gushy. I just want that gushy, baby, that's. . I got my pockets all swole, big bank rolls. A bad li'l mama, and she ready to go.
Unh.. Unh, Unh.. Chingy, gettin' it, Yeah.. Unh, Unh..... Hope you know how to get it. 'cause right herre, we gon' get it, its like this.... . [Hook].
[Intro]. My nigga if you ain't coppin' you ain't got no business around the fucking spot. Fuck you hangin 'round the trap for?. . [Chorus]. Booking on a inner state Im bailing with them bricks.
Real niggas only, me by my lonely. All 'bout my meals, bitch no bologna. This is a Rollie & this is a Hublot. Might wear two watches today and I hop out the two-door.
Now you done been around the world and you've seen a lot of girls. But, you ain't neva seen a girl look so fly like. You done rolled through some hoods, there's some girls that look good.
Oh. Yeah. Huh Oh. . You complete me. Like air and water boy. I need thee. And when I'm in your arms I feel free. Fallen. My heads up in the clouds in love.
Fall-n, fall-n, pussy niggas. Fall-n, pussy niggas. Fall-n, pussy niggas. Fall-n, pussy niggas. Fall-n, pussy niggas. Fall-n, pussy niggas. . To all my hustla niggas, fall-n.
man, my momma be trippin like a mothafucka man. (man, u gotta get the fuck out the crib). i know, talkin bout i'm 31 and still livin wit her. so?. i know niggaz older than that.
Uh uh bounce, yeah. Uh uh bounce, yeah. . I'm a take her down through there. I'm a take her down through there. I'm a take her down through there. I'm a take her down through there.
Eh, wassup?. You haven't been talkin' to me for a couple of days. But it's all good. I just wanted to let you know that. I know, I do some things that's wrong.
Yes it's ya boy chingy once again, chingaling. Represtentin' that STL, you kno wut I'm sayin'. Trackstarz, got to addresse these issues. Wit these ol fake ass niggaz and bitches dirty yo.
O shoot nigga shoot nigga, dats a fo', dats a fo'. You know dat ain't gonna fo'. There you go, you gonna fo' wit a three. Put six hundred down. Money on the what? Money on da what?.
Y'all already know, Slot-A-Lot, So So Def. And if you a bad chick, get on the floor and. . How the, how the hell did you get all o' that in dem jeans?.
[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?.