Cha Cha Cha Lyrics - Singles - Flipmode Squad

Hah 

Rah Digga 

Spliff Star 

Flipmode 

In ya face, nigga 

You wanna battle, nigga 

Yo, yo, yo 

It's my time to shine and I'm a shine bright 

Sodomize the mic, get the crowd hype, make 'em want to fight 

You see the rhymes I construct, the flows I conduct 

It fucked up the party like somebody got bucked 

Nigga word, I lays it down flat like a door mat 

Get head in every state wherever I toured at 

Spliff, ah Spliff 

Duh-ty nigga what the undisputed 

Counting traps, taking trip out the cacilac 

Smokin' quan-quan, doggie style chicks in the Montreaon 

Cracking many bar, fuck it, nigga grab an Aver on 

Me Spliff, be the fucking tailor of my fashion 

Fuck what niggas think, watch a nigga turn platinum 

Ya'll niggas wanna get down? 

Ya niggas wanna battle? 

Eh, what ya'll wanna do? 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha 

Ya'll niggas wanna get down? 

Ya niggas wanna battle? 

Just what ya'll wanna do? 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha 

Ya'll niggas wanna get down? 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha 

Ya niggas wanna battle? 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha 

Eh, what ya'll wanna do? 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha 

Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha 

Digga, Digga, first name Rahshea 

Sweetest person had no idea 

Just like that honey flipped three times 

With nickles and dime staking rhymes by the eon 

Situation around the way with my women 

Looking spiffy wit' the vendi type linen 

Totin' herbals, we got papers like staples 

Marla Marples, didn't think I could take you 

Confrontation, now niggas wanna run up 

Trying to flex muscle on a bitch tring to come up 

Rhymes hotter than concrete statues in Egypt 

Roll they ass out like they paraplegic 

Boy, I got shit for the brain 

You faker than them new heads calling me by my nickname 

I shatter an ego quick, I be that chick 

The wrong niggas gonna be 'round to see that shit 

Ya'll niggas wanna get down? 

Ya niggas wanna battle? 

Eh, what ya'll wanna do? 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha 

Ya'll niggas wanna get down? 

Ya niggas wanna battle? 

Eh, what ya'll wanna do? 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha 

Ya'll niggas wanna get down? 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha 

Ya niggas wanna battle? 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha 

Eh, what ya'll wanna do? 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha 

Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha 

Get the royal blue nab and swing my way 

On some real party shit if you hold your way 

I can hold mine, you wanna battle blow some lines? 

Rocks gleam on the top of my wrist, you want this? 

Be the same dude that hop on the pubic splits 

You can't hold this, you jealous 'cuz ya shorty want this 

Dig her back out in front of my crib 

Her man staked out, on the rare the cloud sh', shut your mouth 

What you chap 'bout, the same shit been on for Chris 

The style got you twist up, walk wit' face ice grilled up 

Some cat pulled up in a black surburb 

Let me move first so I can park my shit on the curb 

Ya moves slow, get bashed in from Q.B. to Aspen 

I'm short for reason, you spoke and should have passed that 

Don't ask my age 'cuz the world made me like that 

Blast a hole in ya face soon as my nine cock back 

Ya'll niggas wanna get down? 

Ya niggas wanna battle? 

Eh, what ya'll wanna do? 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha 

Ya'll niggas wanna get down? 

Ya niggas wanna battle? 

Let's, what ya'll wanna do? 

Na cha cha cha cha cha 

Ya'll niggas wanna get down? 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha 

Ya niggas wanna battle? 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha 

Eh, what ya'll wanna do? 

Let's cha cha cha cha cha 

Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha 

Yeah, Rah Digga, Spliff Star, Baby Sham 

Flip mode Squad nigga, fuck is the deal 

'98 shit, '99 shit, 2000 shit, 2001 shit, 2002 shit 

Eternal shit motherfucker 

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