Ms Jade Ching Ching(feat Nelly Furtado Timbaland Lyrics

Ching Ching(feat Nelly Furtado Timbaland Lyrics

[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 fucked 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