This is a song about "Ching chang chong"

If my purse wouln't make ching

Flapjack, ooh he bring

Gettin' high as cheech and chong

We at the top where we belong

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

Look, i know you not gay or nothing

Shit on anybody with opinions, you dead wrong

Ring ring ding dong ching chang ching ringa ding dong

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

I'm fucking with that cheech & chong, it's like i'm speaking japanese

Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often.

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

I'm on that cheech and chong shit, i'm here all day cheifing bong rips

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips