This is a song about "Ching chong"

I ain't with the talking

If my purse wouln't make ching

Ring ring ding dong ching chang ching ringa ding dong

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

With the chinese: ching chong

But if i'm wrong

Ha, and the bitches all gone

I just chill like cheech and chong

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

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

This ain't easy, im thinking

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong

Gettin' high as cheech and chong