Jackpot lyrics

Uh...Uh...Uh..He's here...He's Here...He's Here
He..is..here..is he..really?
[Chorus]
Don't be scurred now
Got it made now
Come to lay it down
He..is..here

Don't be scurred now
Got it made now
Just pray to God I don't get you

[Verse 1 - Chingy]
Back slap that ass
Clap that ass
Dropping body bags
Glocks and mags
Four blocks you fast
Talk your trash (Drop you fast)

(feat. I-20, Tity-Boi)

[Hook: Chingy]
Throw yo hood up if you representin
(Northside, Westside, Southside, Eastside)
On my side aint nuthin but, hustlas baby
Throw yo hood up if you representin'
(Westside, Northside, Eastside, Southside)
On my side aint nuthin but, gangstas baby
Throw yo hood up if you representin'

[Verse 1: Chingy]
Gangsta as a Cadillac DeVille wit fo's

uh ey dirty (what)

look at that girl right there (aw)

she make me say (ohh)

ohhh oh oh

oh whatchu gon do

[Chorus]

I like the way you do that right thurr (right thurr)

Swish your hips when you walkin, let down your hurr (down your hurr)

I like the way you do that right thurr (right thurr)

Lick your lips when you talkin,that make me sturr (make me sturr)

Hey wassup!

With the ladies and gentlemen this evenin'

Ya dig?

I'm Jackpot the Pimp steppin in fo a minute screamin at yall
Ya dig

The one that taught the mac how to mac

And the one that taught superfly how to flap his muthafukin wings

Yes in the flesh, its me Jackpot the muthfukin Pimp

I see some of you playas,

got cha hoes walkin around, and they movin to muthafukin slow

[Chorus]

Ho, Wurrs My Cash?
( Got his money ho? )
You don't have it?
( You trippin' girl )
Am I gon' slap you? Uh huh
Sling that ass
( Sling it for a nigga girl )
What is this ma'?
( How much?)
Is that enough? Uh Uh
Know ya'll gon' ask
(Tell 'em the truth close to move)
I am a hustler?
( Get yours )
Am I pimpin'? Uh Huh
Ho move real fast
( Don't be slacking up )

[Robotic voice]
This is another Trak Star production

[Record scratching]
[Chingy]
Oh, oh, oh, uh
Oh, oh, oh, uh
Oh, oh, oh, uh
Oh, oh
Who am I?

[Hook 2X: Chingy + (Girl)]
[Chingy] What's up?
(Why yo eyes so chinky?) I dunno
(Is it because you've been smoking and drinking?)
Maybe so
(I've been thinking) huh?
(Maybe you come get me) and do what?

(feat. Murphy Lee)

Chingy and Murph durph
Uh
[Chorus (2X)]
Ooo Ooo
Let me get a sample of that ass, Ooo Ooo
I ain't +Mystikal+ but girl, +Shake it Fast+, (Don't stop, get it, get it)
Ooo Ooo, You think I can come over and smash?
Ooo Ooo, Don't stop, get it get it (Do what you do)

[Chingy]
The club be packed, Hey, send me a bottle of that

(feat. Jason Weaver)

[J/Weav]
Ooh, yea yea
DTP, how we do
Call you and you can call me
Whatever you wanna do baby
[Chorus - J/Weav & (Chingy) x4:]
(You, could, roll, wit, me)
Gimme a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my baby)
I'm always one call away
(You, could, roll, wit, me)
Gimme a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my lady)
I'm always one call away

uh oh, shoot nigga, shoot!
That's a four, that's a four, that's a four
(You know that's where i'm from, represent!)
Here ya go, here ya go!
You're gonna four with a three
Nigga, put 600 down
Nigaa, show it! Biatch
It's all good, it's all good, rock on
Drop it! I got a muthafuckin yard
Shoot! Don't talk about it, be about it
Tell em Chingy
Aw shit nigga quit ridin' my nuts

Unh.. Unh, Unh.. Chingy, gettin' it, Yeah.. Unh, Unh....
Hope you know how to get it
Cuz right herre, we gon' get it, its like this...

[Hook]
We gettin' it
We gettin' it, we gettin' it
(I'm gettin' it!) We gettin' it
All my hustlers are...
Gettin' it, we gettin' it, you gettin' it?
(I'm gettin' it!) We gettin' it
Just so you could start!
Gettin' it, we gettin' it, you gettin' it?

(feat. Ludacris and Snoop Dogg)

[Intro: Snoop Dogg]
Bomb ass pussy
Ma ooh you got that bomb, know you got it
Ma ooh, you got some bomb ass pussy
Ma I know you got that bomb bomb pussy

[Chorus: Snoop + (Girl)]
(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen

[Chingy]
Whats up yall Chingy slot a lot in tha house,
We got Jackpot The Pimp in the back,
We came herre today to address a certain issue that all u young playas need to know about for real

[Chorus]
Juice these hoes (what), juice these hoes (say it), all my playas grab ya nuts and juice these hoes (come on), juice these

[Chorus]
They mad at me
Check got Os, diamonds in my chain (they
mad at me)
Good got Jordan’s, the sun in my Range (they mad at me)
Pass by
don’t speak to the hatas (they mad at me)
House got marble floors and
escalators (they mad at me)
Guess they ain’t neva seen a playa (they mad at
me)
My girl in Luis that and Fendi this (they mad at me)

[Verse
1]

(Bagg up) Bounce, bounce, bounce then (Bagg up) [repeat 2]

Straight playa baby
2 rides outside wit that old G-glide
I'm high but it's all gravy.
Snake skins, no Timberland boots, get loot, I'll shoot
If ya try to play me.
get clout when I'm out,
money what I'm all about
In a world that's so shady.
peak this, streakness,
never had a weakness, speak this
I do this daily.

Ah yall we get it right herr dis da remix

TrackStar (oh oh)

Disturbing Tha Peace So So Def Chingy J.D.

I like da way you do dat right thurr

Switch ya hips when ya walkin let down ya hairr

I like da way you do dat right thurr

Lick ya lips when ya talkin dat make me stairr

Girl why you dat right thurr she so bad im costly getting calls from da

mayorrrr

Fall-n,
Fall-n (pussy nigga) (6xs)

- CHORUS 2xs-
to all my hustlin niggas--Fall-N
to all you bitch ass niggas we gon do it again
I got kin...I got friends
thinkin the river dont stop with the mens

-Verse 1-
Retaliation is a must,
im keepin it gutta bruh,
anybody talkin stuff,
yeah im runnin up on ya,
banger keep it by my side,

Chingy and Murph durph

Uh

[Chorus (2X)]

Ooo Ooo
Let me get a sample of that ass, Ooo Ooo

I ain't +Mystikal+ but girl, +Shake it Fast+, (Don't stop, get it, get it)

Ooo Ooo, You think I can come over and smash?

Ooo Ooo, Don't stop, get it get it (Do what you do)

[Chingy]

The club be packed, Hey, send me a bottle of that

It's hella ass, some with glitter and exotic tats

o shoot nigga shoot, dats a fo',dats a fo'

you know dat aint gonna fo', there you go you gonna fo wit a three

put six hundred down

money on the what? money on da what?
it's all good

let up the muthafuckin' yard

don't talk about it, bet about it

aaahhh shut up nigga quit ridin' my nutz

gonna do it right hurr, gonna do it right hurr

you want the seven, want the seven.

man, my momma be trippin like a mothafucka man

(man, u gotta get the fuck out the crib)

i know, talkin bout i'm 31 and still livin wit her

so?

i know niggaz older than that
i'm still gettin this money though

(this mothafuckin money. nigga u tell her it come out yo pocket nigga u buy the bread)

that's what im talkin bout

i brang home the groceries shit(yea thats what im talkin bout)

Bomb ass pussy

Ma ooh you got that bomb, know you got it

Ma ooh, you got some bomb ass pussy

Ma I know you got that bomb bomb pussy

[Chorus: Snoop] + (Girl)

(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae In

(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends

(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen

One thing leading to another let the party begin

NO LYRICS

Uh uh uh uh..uh uh uh uh uh huh
That's Right

[Hook: repeat 2X]
Who wanna Mob wit me (I do derrty)
You wanna Mob wit me (Yes I do derrty)
It's all you what you see (I know what)
Ain't no playin in these streets
[Chingy]
I'ma slide in and Slide out her
Big Work is what I hide in my house
For the hate ammunition make em hide out
Leave ya head like a highway wide out

[Intro: Snoop Dogg]

Bomb ass pussy

Ma ooh you got that bomb, know you got it

Ma ooh, you got some bomb ass pussy

Ma I know you got that bomb bomb pussy

[Chorus: Snoop + (Girl)]

(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae In

(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends

(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen

Hey man, (what?)

You think you got the game (yeah)

Well check this out

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, do what you do

Chorus:

I'm bout to shake 'N bake ya right thurr (right thurr)

From the three point line, I dont curr (dont curr)

I'm bout to shake 'N bake ya right thurr (right thurr)

Cross over make the whole crowd sturr (crowd sturr)

[Chingy]

f/ Jermaine Dupri, Trina

[Intro: Chingy]

Ah y'all we get it right herre this the remix

Trackstars, oh, oh, oh (Ooh, ooh, ooh, do, what you do)
Disturbing Tha Peace, So So Def, Chingy, J.D

(Ooh, ooh, ooh, do, what you do) Let's do it

[Chorus: Chingy]

I like the way you do that right thurr (Right thurr)

Switch ya hips when ya walkin let down ya hairr (Down ya hairr)