Текст песни Cha Cha f Jagged Edge - Dear Diary
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[Cha Cha]Uh, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yoWhere the payback?Throw the clothes on the counterLike pay for thatI know these broads hate me nowThat`s cause you okay with thatThem payments, kind of late with thatBaby boy straighten outBaby girl stay getting backsCar note you can`t wait for thatNo strings attached, we don`t matchSee you like a loyal catCha Cha like a spoiled bratBounce your checks like an acrobatThen after that, take half of thatStill not gonna be tapping thatI`ll sell my life, gonna sell my halfSomething that I`m just laughing atDaddy taught me that, they talk gameTalk it back, love you and hope for thatLast brother taught me thatShady you can buck me downNot compatible to my zodiacDa grip, naw don`t show me that>From da Z where we plenty that, plenty that1 - [Jagged Edge] Said what he likes That`s what she likes Get the cash, get the dough And we stay tight Gotta stay down for baby I`m telling you now baby Said that I want Tell what you want Get the cash, get the dough Baby don`t front I`m telling you now he likes what she likes2 - [Cha Cha] Zipping through lab tops Women in ta-tas Linen in drop tops Listening to Cha Cha3 - [Jagged Edge] She likes clothes and bankrolls That`s how the game goes Chips to Montigo, feeling everything yo[Jagged Edge]I like a mommy who get rowdy with a body so sweetMake a nigga drop right down to his kneesPlus she`s staying laced and she`s so flyMake a nigga tell a woman bye-byeI like the way she get down with meI like the way she keep it cock when she hit the streetI like what she likes and he likesRepeat 1Repeat 2Repeat 3[Cha Cha]Yo, yo he likes a hottie with teeter-totters and bodyChocolate ta-teys, bank grande and Jake say I excel like HyundaiIn a hundred and one ways, Monday through SundaysLiving bigger than Pun days, my fun only begun days>From ways of Cali to the sun rays in MauiOr a one way to an alley or a mind over HowieHad his angel at a dead-endLeaving Hawaiian, papayan and Mr. Hiti PatittiFor America`s sweetie, politicking to get some chickensLead the chicklingsAlways thinking get creamI don`t like it neither if it don`t bling, blingSee he on a mission and I know what he likesPetite waist, cute face, and I`m just as tightWent from swallows to bottles with a real super modelSomebody told them the time and it wasn`t Miss MovadoSo where the dough, huh?Repeat 1Repeat 2Repeat 3Repeat 2Repeat 3[Cha Cha]