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Ching Ching, Part Two (Album Version (Explicit))

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Ms. Jade, Timbaland

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Lời bài hát: Ching Ching, Part Two (Album Version (Explicit))

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Hey, hey, what about my change, change, change? Hey, hey, what about my change, change, change? Hey, hey, what about my change, change, change? Hey, hey, what about my change, change, change? You got the game all wrong Moving on the pain's all gone Get back into it in the next telephone Come up, I'm flipping, bling, blinging and that's looking wrong Oh, oh, how did every week choose over $500 up on your feet? Oh, oh, had you acting all extra Give me this, give me that, talking real reckless Oh, oh, like my name was Saint Nicholas Santa Claus, oh, oh, oh, talking ridiculous Girl, you better go, go, go, I'm getting sick of this All you wanted was my dough, I'm getting bigger, chip Sad song singer, you ain't never lift a finger All you did was bob to my beats and tell me there was bangers When did you act like a wife of Betty and my girl? You were steady living up a terrier world This goes out to my ball and crew Throw your hands up in the air if you feel me Love them all day, love them all night Don't get them girls no dough This goes out to my chicks, they flow Put your dubs up in the air if you feel me Get them all day, get them all night Come up off that dough Sick of this song about the money you spent But what about the money I lent? Timberlands and the Sean John's What, did you forget about the times I went half on your rent? Belling you out of jail, making sure you don't forget to go and see your P.O. Piss test straight, made you stop smoking grow Brought you home instrumental so you can work on your flow I was your damn dance bitch in the street rolling Niggas, I ain't never even flipped You had wandering eyes, I ain't never even tripped Spent a couple dollars, now you popping fly at the lip Nigga, I taught you how to gang go LV pumps, dummy, you a sinking rainbow Quadruple the millions, you a sinking lane Though permanent reminder, you ain't dealing with no lame ho This goes out to my balling crew Throw your hands up in the air if you feel me Love them all day, love them all night Don't get them girls no dough This goes out to my chicks that's low Put your thugs up in the air if you smell me Get them all day, get them all night Come up off that dough Come on girl, I ain't even trying to hear that Better off by myself, I know you hear that All you want to do is take my money and argue Stop playing, you be calling me tomorrow You must be crazy, my bag is packed Minx in the bag of the lack, the hundreds are stacked I don't want no parts, got a lawyer like Mr. Cochran Money's locked in, plus the streets watching What you gon' do without a pimp like me? No pocket money, no rich white feet Now you're mad at me, want to cause me pain It ain't worked out, now you're trying to take my change Bout to take everything, not just your change That new ring you just got to scoop your things Parked in my driveway by the end of the week So nigga, boop, leave a message at the sound of the beat This goes out to my balling crew Throw your hands up in the air if you feel me Love them all day, love them all night Don't get them girls no dope This goes out to my chicks that's dope Put your dubs up in the air if ya smell me Get them all day, get them all night Come up off that dope This goes out to my balling crew Throw your hands up in the air if you feel me Love them all day, love them all night Don't get them girls no dope This goes out to my chicks that's dope Put your dubs up in the air if ya smell me Get them all day, get them all night Come up off that dope *

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