Chonga Girls - I'm In Love With A Chonga lyrics

Ey, ain't that them Chongalicious Girls right there? Yo, they look just like 'em! Dayam! Ey, mami, come here right quick, come here right quick! Nah, nah, nah, I think they speak Spanish, dawg. Oh, you right, dawg! Ey, ben-aki! Ben-aki! It's "Ben ac!" Oh yeah! Ben ac! Ben ac! Yo, are they real, though, ma? Let me talk to you right quick. Listen: See, I met her on YouTube, at a video with her best friend, ooh yeah. I saw you, girl (I saw you, girl) Jumpin' up in the car, doin' your herr. See, we met them at the food court, Pickin' cheese out they teeth con un plastic fork. Damn, they look fine, starin' at me from the corner they eyes eyes(they eyes eyes) We know what we doin' Everytime we walk, we jiggle our booties, yeah he he he he And if you wanna be my mesh, you gotta take me to la movies (la movies) He in love wit a chonga He starin', he lookin', he smilin' In know in his grill that he like me She loud and she ghetto, she crazy, But I don't care cuz that's my baby. He said, "Mami, what's the digit? Got a metro, I could waste my minutes, yeah Got some patus, Alright be tupac, and biggie too. So we ask them what they job is, That's when they told us they are hustlers, they sell hot chips, yeah, and quarter juice. Can't forget the hot sausage and snickers too (snickers too) Sweat stains on his doo rag, Drippin' down from his neck to his hairy back, yeah And when we speak spanglish, we just make them go crazy(ay, papi!) He in love wit a chonga This boy say he want me so badly, but my home girl be hatin'get back B!) no guesses, the sharpie, lip-lizin' The boys be hatin' cuz she fine! See, she writes him notes in cla** but he can't read it cuz it look like chicken scratch. But it look nice(uh-huh) Highlight it with the hearts on the Is (girly Is) Cllate! I said, "Papi, I'm yo wifey! Ride or die con la mashie Nike's, yeah I try to get fit, but my papi says he like mi thick, yeah he he he he And when we get mad at them, we be throwin' our chancletas (ay, pa la jeta!) He in love wit a chonga Yeah, I know you heard, Her name is Eva Moweva Gonzalez Morales Borales, uh, the third (Dayam!) I wanna kiss her but I'm thinkin' of this cuz last time we kissed, I got sharpie on my lips Aw, she came in, cuz you always buyin' drinks And the Chinese slippers, girl, that's why your dang feet stink (WHAT?) Mrs. Chonga, I'm really into you, and I'm stuck to you like glue, But your hair is too! Yes, and I just love to make you dance, I just hold on the fat that's hangin' off them pants I seen her at the mall Of course I knew her face She got a million-and-one pictures on her MySpace But they all look the same They just got different names Three-hundred profiles they all say the same thing "Chonga girl for life" "Little Waynes wife" "sellin' five pairs of jordans and they pink and white" Shes sparklin so bright Them jeans be so tight that I can see her pancreas and she cant walk right But I love my chonga, Yes I surely do, So imma stick to her, like her fake tattoo (It's not fake, boy!)