Chingy - He's Herre 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 a** Clap that a** Dropping body bags Glocks and mags Four blocks you fast Talk your trash (Drop you fast) Never jock a cat I will blast Shot is stacked Rock your hair Watch my mirror Stocking caps so I watch my style co*k and grab Open up shop and draft Quarter bags all of that Water lasts shorter halves Have ya comin back cause I'm fourth of stash Extort the hash Extort the wrath Cope the past Brought my mags Sort my cash on the docks Flock a hop Keep it in a proper spot Adopt a cop Rob a spot A lot of ice a cop or not Drop a pot Slide a lot Jackpot a lot Already got a lot of wine, but not in my ride, I'll stop [Chorus - 2X] We..are..dangerous He'll mangle us Who playing with us? And saying this stuff? And f** with gangs and stuff? I aim to bust You straight up tough No thanks to us We're famous, duh A game I love To train my s*uts To give brains and cuss Learn pain and plus Get tricks to claim the bust Think they nuts Slurp them up Hook or work them up Wake them up, break them up Taking crust shake them up Make it stuck in your twat Hit the streets, bend the blocks Sin or not, hit the daily spot Gin or scotch, top notch On my roster Mobster eating pasta Chop her in the closer, crack her like a lobster Have my ho to rob you Then dodge you Any ho need work? I got a job for you Go see the supplier Make like you a buyer Then buy s*ut, trick these fake playas Often what they say, you'll buy em up messiah Wait and bring it back to my empire Chingy keep these heffers on the strip and on fire Try her [Chorus - 4X]