Chingy and Murph durph
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Uh
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[Chorus] (2X)
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Ooo Ooo
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Let me get a sample of that ass, Ooo Ooo
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I ain't +Mystikal+ but girl, +Shake it Fast+, (Don't stop, get it, get it)
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Ooo Ooo, You think I can come over and smash?
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Ooo Ooo, Don't stop, get it get it (Do what you do)
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[Chingy]
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The club be packed, Hey, send me a bottle of that
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It's hella ass, some with glitter and exotic tats
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You know my stats, superfly, MAC
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I'm in the back getting worked by this girl named Cognac, matta fact
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I want to take her home, the reefer got me in the zone
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Intentions to bone, we all alone, by ourself
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This ain't a strip club, but she act like it
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Ever seen her, bowling pins dawg, she stacked like it
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Now I'm at the bar, chicks treating me like a star
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In my face, asking questions, and can they ride in my car
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I'm law, so authorities can't pin me for shit
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Hey baby, see me and you, we can pack it up and split
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Let's go, forget Motel 6, we can go to the Mariot
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I see it in her eyes, man a girl getting very hot
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I'm packing like a 357, so I keep magnums
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Keep it real, cause you will never find out if you don't ask em, Is we tagging?
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[Chorus]
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[Murphy Lee]
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If your ass is fat and you know it, clap your hands
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Wearing those pants, I'll be damned if I'm iss my chance to advance
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I'm in a tan, what's the name, I own some whatchamacallits
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They keep spinning and spinning, hey man, What do you call it?
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Got a 1-5 jersey, on the go with them wheels
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Look at it wiggle wiggle, she say it's all in the heels
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You a damn lie girl, I think it's all in the skills
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And for real, I think you practicing on what pay the bills
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You be confused man, I look picky as hell
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Never trust a big butt, that smile like Ricky Bell
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What the hell?, Murphy rather pay to get out of jail
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Cause if she tell me to pay, somebody better pay my bail
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Matta fact, I'ma pay myself, my own money
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Mr. long money, even after I loan money
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I own honey's mentals man, I'm in they mouth so much
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God damn, I pay for dental plans, man
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[Chorus]
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[Chingy]
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Get it, get it girl, it's your world, I'm a squirrel, (squirrel)
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Searching for a nut, so more than scissors I cut, (cut)
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You can be a slut (slut), hoochie lady, or housewife, (wife)
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A real man gon' want to hit it, it's hanging out, right? (right)
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Ladies don't get offended, when he tell you that you're thick, (you are)
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And he wouldn't mind coming over about six
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If you like the smooth, let him, you don't dig em? Don't sweat 'em
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You want 'em? Play like your panties and t-shirt and let 'em wet 'em
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[Murphy Lee]
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Hey yo, my ladies come in +Dueces+ like +Staley+ and +McAllister+
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Came up with the 'Tics, they help me not fall like banisters
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Sammy Sosa's got traded for Ken Griffey's
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And when we roll, the L's stay lit, like Missy
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Plus I stay busy, like kids, I call it biz
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And if it is what it is, I'm on your head like wigs
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I'm a rapping Taye Diggs, I give the women they groove back
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When it comes to the wood, I'm the best man to use that
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[Chorus]
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Chingy, Murph durph, uh uh
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Let me get a sample of that ass
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Murph durph and, Chingy, what they, say?, uh
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Let me get a sample of that ass, S-T-L
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St. Louis, north side
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Sample Dat Ass ( Featuring Murphy Lee )
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Chingy |