Ching Ching lyrics

Artist  : Fabolous 
Song : Ching Ching



 Send "Ching Ching" Ringtone to your Cell 

 feat. Nelly Furtado, Timbaland 
[Intro x4][Nelly Furtado]
Ba da ba ba ching ching ching
Ba da ba ba ba ching ching
What about the money that I spent up today

(*Hook goes on in background of song)

[Timbaland]
Tim took you from ghetto to class, how to hold
your glass
To Fendi's to bags, for holdin' your cash
People was seein' you pass, like right through
the drapes
I brought you the private, ounce wit the gates
Thinkin' that stuff make me faint, just whistle
real fast
Cougars roll in the grass, same cat on your Jag
Why your keepin' them tabs, and callin' me for
It cost every minute, and you know I'm on tour
And I'm deeply committed, although I'm forgettin'
Sometimes while hittin' it ,different names would
slip
If I been wit a chick, check me miss
Your complexion switched, honey you been on trips
But you don't appreciate this, till your back in
the Jetta
No iceberg you own, just Angelica's sweaters
If the steaks ain't T-Bone, you ain't properly
fed
Hun tonight is bet burgers, no cheese on the
bread
And I say

[Hook x2][Timbaland & Nelly Furtado]
What about my ching ching ching
What about my bling bling bling
What about the money that I spent up today
What about his ching ching ching
What about his bling bling bling
What about his money that I spent up today

[Ms. Jade]
Boy you act like I need ya, came down wit amnesia
Ran to y'alls in the meters, nuttin' but hate in
between us
Now you come poppin' this shit, nigga I made you
rich
Introduce you to Cris, flipped and secured your
bricks
Even though them kids ain't mine, let 'em call me
mami
I deserve them dollars, trip to the Bahamas and
Porsche rotten
I washed your clothes, put up wit your hoes
Never f**ked up yo dough, put the G in ya glow
So what you sweatin' me fo', I promoted them
tours
 
I was poppin' them fours, run in and outta them
stores
I cleaned up your spot, poured your brandy and
scotch
Razor blades to the rocks, even lied to the cops
Played your wifey and mother, cousin, sister and
brother
Accountant lawyer and lover, I'm through dealin'
wit suckers
Shuttin' and lockin' the door, bout to settle the
score
You wastin' my time, nigga, but what about my
nigga

[Hook x2][Ms. Jade & Nelly Furtado]
What about your ching ching ching
What about your bling bling bling
So what you spent up all your money today
What about his ching ching ching
What about his bling bling bling
What about his money that I spent up today

[Ms. Jade]
Boy money ain't everything, married minus the
ring
Frequent Coach, mink, coats, cruises on ships and
boats
I gave you way more, can't there bout all your
bulls
Since day one it was ours it never was yours
Uh - look at the bigger picture, study the ghetto
scripture
Held your back when you was broke frontin' cuz
now you richer
No frontin' in that there, Ms. Jade is everywhere
Enough talkin' I'm through, my lawyer will be
callin' you

[Nelly Furtado]
All this money that he's spendin', you owe me
everything
I wanna tell him it's not his money, he tell me
to go away, baby
Wish he'd only give me a chance to show him that
I'm alive
I'm gonna be there and you need peace and tender
all up in his life
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Hook x2][Timbaland & Nelly Furtado]
What about my ching ching ching
What about my bling bling bling
What about the money that I spent up today
What about his ching ching ching
What about his bling bling bling
What about his money that I spent up today

[Outro x4]
Ba da ba ba ching ching ching
Ba da ba ba ba ching ching
What about the money that I spent up today