bomb ass deli Ma ooh you got that bomb, know you got it Ma ooh, you got tha bomb ass deli Ma I know you got that bomb bomb deli [Chorus: Snoop] + (Girl) (Whachu doin?) Nothing eatin at the Bodega (Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your peeps (What we gon' do?) buy some sandwhiches and sip on some coke One bite leading to another let the biting begin [Chorus: Chingy] + (Girl) (Whachu doin?) Nothing eatin at the Bodega (Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your peeps (What we gon' do?) buy some sandwhiches and sip on some coke One bite leading to another let the biting begin [Verse 1: Chingy] niggas call me up {*phone ring*} said it's a sandwhich party Just bring the mayo there's already eight sandwhiches I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the store Get a 12 pack of Corona, plus an ounce of mayo, ya know? Now im on Highway 3-4 need a natural rye bread I'm already full, get thurr Ima eat some mo' Pulled up, stop parked, stomach still hurtin Valet look like he in the game and must be hungry To isle 4 I'm headed, on my way thurr There's three girls in the isle like "wassup" I told em follow me they knew they were hungry One said "ain't you that boy that be in Isile 5?" "Ya that's me, Ching-a-ling equipped wit much wonder bread" pay at tha counter get all my change back ran right out , pepsi bottle to the face! Fuck it then, feel like my head MAYONASE! There's some pretty girls in herre, I heard em whispering Talking bout "that's that dude that eat 'Right hurr' he glistening" I ain't come to talk (talk) I ain't come to sit (sit) What I came for was to find out what I'm gon eat, hell ya [Chorus: Snoop + Chingy] [Verse 2: Chingy] Ma showed up like "what's the hold up?" Man know what get them wraps and roll out I took a chick in the isle seeing what's poppin You know what's on my mind, mayo and mustard yum Niggaz knocking on the door drunk, and silly The girl said "can I eat in yo isle" I'm like "yeah!", "oh really?" Now she eatin strait teasing, me I'm just cheesing She gave me a reason to stop my good eatin Handled that, told ol' G, bring tha mustard Then I thought about, no footage while Im eatin Walked out the isle smiling, cats still hungry Sharing the next isle wit some girls lookin like they from an island [Chorus: Snoop + Chingy] [Verse 3: Ludacris] Stop, drop, KABOOM!, rub the mayo of ya mouth Some call me Muhamed, some call me Mr. ashmed Far from little, make ya sandwitch plans mess up Got 'em under control, the bowl of tender turkeys Doc-tor turkey, I can't stop until its tastie Just eat a little "B" and I'll make ya mouth Tastie Bits and nibbles, got 'em all after the pickle I eat it like a dog, but these rolls are not wheat eat 'em in doubles, wit no toppins, sauces, or cheeses I ain't felt this good, since my belly lived off a mustard Sippin' some V coke, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels For shizzle dizzle, I'm in a isle with the Big Snoop Dizzle Let the V coke trickle, down the meat, wit a ghetto tempo I done glazed the honeyturkey, laid it plain and simple Getting fead in the rental, I done did it again My mouths tastie, I'm wit Chingy, at the Bodega [Chorus: Snoop + Chingy]