Intro: Chingy Ah y'all we get it right herre this the remix Trackstars, oh, oh, oh (Ooh, ooh, ooh, do, what you do)
Chorus Chingy 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)
Verse 1 Chingy I like the way the crowd churr when I lay it up (up) Like EA Sports I'm in the game 'N playin tough (tough) The day is on, bout to take it to the hoop But first, let me come out my warm up suit I play the court (court), while you fools play the bench Yo coach dont know, that play didnt make no sense Pass it, Steal it, its all team work Cheerleaders on the sideline in they Ching shirts My dribble is wicked as I drive down the lane To the hoop, I take it, shake 'n bake it, it aint no thang Once I get in the game, dont worry bout a thang But why ima be the MVP with a ring
Chorus Chingy 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)
Verse 2 Trina Miss Trina make the ballas wanna starre (Wanna starre) House 'a naughty boots lined with the furr (Furr) Walk with a switch pull it over make it twerk I'ma flirt 'til it hurt in a throwback skirt I'm that bad bitch, rocks Benz on bladez Rocks on my wrist like pink lemonade Keep ya watches and ya rings, tell them other girls Lil' mama rockin strings and Chanel Pearls Im back for my crown fake bitches bow down This the remix what you wanna do now? I know u like the way we do this over herre Get loose in da club like we just don't carre (Don't carre)
Chorus Chingy 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)
Verse 3 Jermaine Dupri I'm from the city wherre they do that right thurr the most Out-a-towners come around and straight over dose Where the hips sing to ya and swing like, BUMP, BUMP, BUMP Like you done walked into a B2K concert mannn Back out legs showin talkin like mann Who got the drink and where the party at tonight damn That's when they start that backing it up on ya homie and That's a feelin' you just can't fight We fired up off that Hypnotic and Hennessey She can't keep her motherfuckin' hands off me We both in the club high bouncing to the beat When she turn around this is what I told her
Chorus Chingy 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)
Outro Chingy I like that (Uh huh); I like that (Uh huh) I like that (Uh huh); I like that (Uh huh) Trackstars, ooh, ooh, ooh, do, what you do I like that (Yeah); I like that (Yeah) I like that (Yeah); I like that (Yeah) Ooh, ooh, ooh, do, what you do