Girl, I'm Mr. Ching, I'm here while my gang sing
Stop this ill-thinking, what a thing
When I sing my name, full of bing bing
I ain't on no side, I'm on the floor ting
This a new tell-a-bill, make me feel I ain't sing
Ching, ching, ching
I'm a jinx, I'm a year that I ain't
I'm money calling, the way I be, I want ting
I'm nearly rising, but I'll ting, I'd a lot, I'd a win
You know I'm in the house, they throwing up, I'm killing, I'm starving
Excuse me, darling, I lost one inning
I'm in a maze, can't hear you talking
Once I'm home, I'll give my way, unnecessarily
It's about the ting