Текст песни Ms. Jade f Timbaland - Ching Ching
Ms. Jade f Timbaland - Ching Ching слова песни
[Timbaland]Hey, hey, what about my ching, ch-ching, ch-chingHey, hey, what about my ching, ch-ching, ch-chingHey, hey, what about my ching, ch-ching, ch-chingHey, hey, what about my ching, ch-ching, ch-ching [Timbaland]You got the game all wrongMoving on the pain`s all gone, ohGet back to do it in the next telephoneCome up out that then bling bling in your neck lookin wrong, ohHair did every weekShoes are bout five hundred dollars up on your feet, ohHave you acting all extraGive me this, give me that, talking real recklessLike my name was Saint NicholasSanta Claus, ho ho ho, talking ridiculousGirl you better go go go I`m getting sick of thisAll you wanted was my doe I`m gettin bigger chipsPass on singer you would never lift a fingerAll you did was bop to my beats and tell me that was ?When did you act like a wife of Betty and my girlYou was steady living in a material world oh [Timbaland]This goes out to my ballin crewThrow your hands up in the air if you feel meLove `em all day, love `em all nightDon`t get `em girls roll doe [Ms. Jade]This goes out to my chicks that flowPut ya dubs up in the air if you feel meGet `em all day, get `em all nightCome up off that doe [Ms. Jade]Sick of this song bout the money you spentBoo what about the money I leantTimberlands and the Sean John ?You forget about the times I went half on your rent, noBailing you out of jailMakin sure you don`t forget to go and see your P-OPiss test straight made you stop smokin droBut you home as your ? so you could work on your flow, hoI was your down ass bitch in the streetBrawling niggaz I ain`t never even flipYou had wondering eyes I ain`t never even tripSpent a couple dollarsNow you poppin fly at the lipNigga I taught you how the game goL-B puffs dummy you was stinkin rainbowQuadripled a million you was thinkin lame doePermanent reminder you ain`t dealin with no lame ho [Timbaland]This goes out to my ballin crewThrow your hands up in the air if you feel meLove `em all day, love `em all nightDon`t get `em girls roll doe [Ms. Jade]This goes out to my chicks that flowPut ya dubs up in the air if you feel meGet `em all day, get `em all nightCome up off that doe [Timbaland]Come on girl I ain`t even tryna hear thatBetter off by myself I know you hear thatAll you wanna do is takin my money and argueStop playin you be callin me tomorrow [Ms. Jade]You must be crazy my bags is packedMinks in the back of the `lac, a hundreds is stackedI don`t want no partsGot a lawyer like Mr. ?Money locked in, plus the streets watchin [Timbaland]What you gon` do without a pimp like meNo pocket money, no rich wifeeNow ya mad at me wanna cause me painIt ain`t worked out now you tryna take my change [Ms. Jade]Bout to take everything not just your changeThat new ring you just got scoop your thingsParked in my driveway by the end of the weekSo nigga, leave a message at the sound of the beep [Timbaland]This goes out to my ballin crewThrow your hands up in the air if you feel meLove `em all day, love `em all nightDon`t get `em girls roll doe [Ms. Jade]This goes out to my chicks that flowPut ya dubs up in the air if you feel meGet `em all day, get `em all nightCome up off that doe [Timbaland]This goes out to my ballin crewThrow your hands up in the air if you feel meLove `em all day, love `em all nightDon`t get `em girls roll doe [Ms. Jade]This goes out to my chicks that flowPut ya dubs up in the air if you feel meGet `em all day, get `em all nightCome up off that doe