Chingy - Dem Jeans Lyrics

(feat. Jermaine Dupri)

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[Verse 1 (Chingy)] 
Prada, Gucci, tell me what you like 
Coach bag with the shoes to match, forget the price 
Marc Jacob shades 50 carats all ice 
Model in dem jeans for me, luxury now that's your life 
That's the type of shit I'm on 
Let me see you get them on 
Back it up a bit, yeah that's it 
Cuz I can see your thong 
Caramel skin tone 
Damn you look like Nia Long 
Don't be actin like that lil mama 
Cuz I can leave you 'lone 
Mix the lime with that Patron 
That's what we drinking on 
She wanna go out to eat 
But me JD I'm thinkin home 
Just so I can see 'em off 
But what the hell we both grown 
Wearin' dem jeans like that 
Will make me take trips with you to Rome 
Hey now, hey now 
You know they thick from the STL to the A-Town 
Hey now, hey now 
Let me help you with dem jeans 
Baby lay down 

[Chorus (Chingy)]:
Damn Girl 
How'd you get all that in 
Dem Jeans, dem Jeans? 
How'd you get all that in dem? 
Damn Girl 
How'd you get all that? 
(Is you talking to me?) 
Yeah, you 
I bet you had to jump up and down just to put 'em on 
Bet you had to wiggle it around just to put 'em on 
Bet you had to lay back on the bed just to zip 'em up 
Am I right? 
(You right) 
Baby that's what's up 

[Verse 2 (Jermaine Dupri)]:
Now, now, now 
When you walkin' girl 
And you make it swirl 
It's hard for me not to look 
and I want you up in my world 
Bubbled up (oh) 
poking out (Hey) 
Licking' my lips saying 
Shawty swing it my way 
Damn ma 
How the hell you get all that in dem pants ma 
Hope you ain't up in here with your man ma 
I love it when you wiggle it, shake it 
Drop it and do your little dance ma
True Religion, 7's or dem rocking Republics 
Or the ones that fit the best and show it just how we love it 
Know just how to hug it 
Know just how to cup it 
When you walk away it make me wanna rub it 
Hey now, hey now 
You know they thick from ATL down to H-Town 
Hey now, hey now 
Let me help you with dem jeans, baby lay down 

[Chorus (Chingy)]:
Damn Girl 
How'd you get all that in 
Dem Jeans, dem Jeans? 
How'd you get all that in dem? 
Damn Girl 
How'd you get all that? 
(Is you talking to me?) 
Yeah, you 
I bet you had to jump up and down just to put 'em on 
Bet you had to wiggle it around just to put 'em on 
Bet you had to lay back on the bed just to zip 'em up 
Am I right? 
(You right) 
Baby that's what's up 

[Verse 3 (Chingy)]:
I don't mean to be rude but I like the way you move
Got your boy in the mood, let's go back to magic cruise
I ain't like them other fools, gotta play by my rules
Face down, ass up, pants off, look (ooh) 
There it go don't be scared 
Let it show it, I like them curves
Make that thing talk, when you walk 
I'm slurring my words 
Drop it to the floor, ya heard 
Ain't no hating girl got to sing it 
Like the style but man you working them a lot. 

[Chorus (Chingy){x2}]:
Damn Girl 
How'd you get all that in 
Dem Jeans, dem Jeans? 
How'd you get all that in dem? 
Damn Girl 
How'd you get all that? 
(Is you talking to me?) 
Yeah, you 
I bet you had to jump up and down just to put 'em on 
Bet you had to wiggle it around just to put 'em on 
Bet you had to lay back on the bed just to zip 'em up 
Am I right? 
(You right) 
Baby that's what's up 

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lyrics submitted on 11-11-2006
lyrics corrected by glen_nelson on 04-01-2008