Ludacris [Rap]

Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeaah Yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeaah -I'm in the club with my homies Tryna get a lil V-I Keep it down on the low key Cause you know how it feels I said shorty she was checkin up on me From the game she was spittin my ear You'd think that she knew me So we decided to chill Conversation got heavy She had me feelin like she's ready to blow! (Watch Out!, Watch Out!) She saying come get me (come get me) So I got up and followed her to the floor She said baby lets go When I told her I said Yeah (yeah) Shorty got down to come and get me Yeah (yeah) I got so caught up I forgot she told me Yeah (yeah) Cause if my girl new it'd be best to hold me Yeah (yeah) Next thing I knew she was all up on me screaming Yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeaah Yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeaah -Shes all up in my head now Got me thinking that it might good idea to take her with me Cause she's ready to leave Now I gotta keep it real now Cause on a one-to-ten she's a certified twenty And that just aint me Cause I don't know If I take that chance just where is it gonna lead But what I do know is the way She dance makes shorty alright with me The way she getting low! I'm like yeah, just work that out for me She asked for one more dance and I'm like yeah How the hell am I supposed to leave? And I said Yeah (yeah) Shorty got down to come and get me Yeah (yeah) I got so caught up I forgot she told me Yeah (yeah) Cause if my girl new it'd be best to hold me Yeah (yeah) Next thing I knew she was all up on me screaming Yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeaah Yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeaah -Luda! Watch out! My outfit's ridiculous In the club lookin' so conspicuous And Rowl! These women al on the prowl if you hold the head steady I'm a milk the cow Forget about the game I'm a spit the truth I won't stop till I get 'em in they birthday suits So gimmie the rhythm and it'll be off with they clothes then bend over to the front and touch your toes I left the jag and I took the roles if they aint cutting then I put em on foot patrol How you like me now when my pinky's valued over three hundred thousand Lets drank you the one to please Ludacris fill cups like double d's Me and Ush once more and we leave em dead we want a lady in the street but a freak in the bed to say Yeah (yeah) Shorty got down to come and get me Yeah (yeah) I got so caught up I forgot she told me Yeah (yeah) Cause if my girl new it'd be best to hold me Yeah (yeah) Next thing I knew she was all up on me screaming Yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeaah Yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeaah -Take that and rewind it back, Lil' Jon got the beat that make ya booty go Take that and rewind it back, Usher got the voice that make ya booty go Take that and rewind it back, Ludacris got the flow that make ya booty go Take that and rewind it back, Lil' Jon got the beat that make ya booty go -

[The Game]

You see that cherry red Phantom on them big ass wheels,
You see I be playing with them cars, I'm like a big ass kid,
Crazy with that cap gun, so if we play cops and robbers,
I'll show you how to pop revolvers,
Fitted cap too big, so it cover my eyes,
That lambo? That ain't shit, just a public disguise,
And that top model chick, she for the diamond lane,
And I be driving all crazy cuz my diamond chain is (bright),
As them Las Vegas lights,
it be the same in California when I'm riding at night,
In New York, I be in Midtown, up and down Broadway,
Having meetings all day, baby my future is (bright)
As Lebron's, take off on anybody
Tyra Banks on my arm, and we'll crash any party,
Yeah, making it rain, ain't got shit on me.
The way I ball, the fuckin owner should come sit on me.
Yeah, I'm fresh out of jail, you shoulda knew I was back
Turn on the radio it's a rap.

[Ludacris]

[Talking]
Just touched down at L.A.X. LUDA! What up Game? Fresh out huh?

Don't you hear it? That nigga named Luda,
Slicker than Rick the Ruler, whoop ass like Lex Luger,
My money long, your shit is shorter than Oompa Loompas,
And I'll superman, yuuuh, that ass like Lex Luther,
Shoot you then say me gusta, I'll take you to meet ya maker,
My dick's the Staples Center, I'll take you to see the Lakers,
Swoosh! On that Cali kush, smoking like a muffler,
So many red flags I coulda swore I was in Russia,
Game! I got the fame and the fortune, Compton is scorchin,
Get rid of bullets, my gun keeps havin' abortions,
I ain't havin it, see em in the dead zone,
Fake dope boys is more bass up in my head phones,
Adjust your treble, I'm heavier than metal,
My verses are hot as shit like I recorded with the devil,
I'm on another level, they stuck on the elevator,
And I'm about to blow this bitch, Game press the detonator, like
Fresh out of Georgia, ya heard I was back, turn on the radio, it's a rap.

[The Game]

See I'm come from the bottom and they call me The Game,
But I'm just happy that Beyonce know my name,
I took that Dr Dre money and I bought me chain,
Then I bought me a house, then I bought me a Range,
Then I bought me a pussy, then I bought me some brains,
But I ain't buyin' that the best rappers is Kanye and Wayne,
See both of them niggas spit, but yall act like you don't hear me spit,
Like sellin' 7 million records ain't the shit,
I don't win no Grammies, nigga I'm too gangsta,
And poppin crystal with Irv don't make me a wanksta,
See I'm California certified, my niggas make the murder rise,
Readin my fan mail in jail, Buck told Curtis bye,
So I'mma break it down for them niggas in the South,
Slow it down but this Rolls Phatom grill in my mouth,
Throw the Prada slippers on, when I walk in my house,
P Diddy and Tommy Lee know what I'm talking about,
I'm fresh out of jail, you shoulda knew I was back
Turn on the radio it's a rap.

Word Of Mouf (Freestyle)

Listen to song
(feat. 4-Ize)

Yea-uh, here we go here we go here we go
Talk about that Word of Mouf baby!!
Yeuh, yeuh yeuh yeuh yeuh! Here we go, here we go
Ludacris, 4-Ize, D.E. what you want now now now now

[Ludacris]
Check it
You see I live a life filled with chicken and malt liquor
And women that are real life scratch'n'sniff stickers
I shoot videos and get knobs slobbed in trailers
Then hit stage and break a leg like Lawrence Taylor
You pricks is all talk, and it's bad for ya health
See I ain't gotta say SHIT! Money speaks for itself
With all models I make I'm +Great+ like five +Lakes+
You got rims on ya truck? Man I got rims in my skates!
You rollin on dubs, I roll right into clubs
Dirtiest home with more rings than ya tub
You think it's all practical jokes and big bloopers
But I smack bitches with no titties that work at Hooters
Just get a couple of girls that shakin they thangs
Then I, put 'em on camera and cut two frames
With some gasoline drawers I'll be goin to hell
Ludacris, fuck like a nigga fresh out of jail!
I got junkyard dawgs, I'm rowdier than Rod Piper
And my baby's assed out, cause I rub my cars with her diapers
So you can pray for now if you sinned in the past
"Word of Mouf" time to wipe that silly grin off yo' ass

[4-Ize]
These rap cats is soft like R&B singers
It's 4-Ize, I've worked for wings and chicken fingers
I reps mo' parts so Chi-Town could get seen
I'm a Dirty Bird now but I keep shit clean
I rip meanface niggaz one by one
or two by two, I'll take 'em however they come
Instead of a gun, I'll pull out a stick from woodworkin
The black Hacksaw Jim Duggin stay lurkin
Creepin, I'm in the shadows, the nightshade
You want the tail in the back or, a light fade?
Cause Tony Scissorhands is the barber, the butcher
I kill ya smoke a blunt and forget where I put ya
I'm Soopafly like Snuka, I smack hoes
The black rose with the dozen attack flows
I rock Shaq's clothes when I alter beast
Power up, get big, it's Disturbin' Tha Peace

[ad libs to end]

Yea-uh, here we go here we go here we go
Talk about that Word of Mouf baby!!
Yeuh, yeuh yeuh yeuh yeuh! Here we go, here we go
Ludacris, 4-Ize, D.E. what you want now now now now

Check it
You see I live a life filled with chicken and malt liquor
And women that are real life scratch'n'sniff stickers
I shoot videos and get knobs slobbed in trailers
Then hit stage and break a leg like Lawrence Taylor
You pricks is all talk, and it's bad for ya health
See I ain't gotta say SHIT! Money speaks for itself
With all models I make I'm +Great+ like five +Lakes+
You got rims on ya truck? Man I got rims in my skates!
You rollin on dubs, I roll right into clubs
Dirtiest home with more rings than ya tub
You think it's all practical jokes and big bloopers
But I smack bitches with no titties that work at Hooters
Just get a couple of girls that shakin they thangs
Then I, put 'em on camera and cut two frames
With some gasoline drawers I'll be goin to hell
Ludacris, fuck like a nigga fresh out of jail!
I got junkyard dawgs, I'm rowdier than Rod Piper
And my baby's assed out, cause I rub my cars with her diapers
So you can pray for now if you sinned in the past
"Word of Mouf" time to wipe that silly grin off yo' ass

These rap cats is soft like R&B singers
It's 4-Ize, I've worked for wings and chicken fingers
I rep Smoke Park so Chi-Town could get seen
I'm a Dirty Bird now but I keep shit clean
I rip meanface niggaz one by one
or two by two, I'll take 'em however they come
Instead of a gun, I'll pull out a stick from woodworkin
The black Hacksaw Jim Duggin stay lurkin
Creepin, I'm in the shadows, the nightshade
You want the tail in the back or, a light fade?
Cause Tony Scissorhands is the barber, the butcher
I kill ya smoke a blunt and forget where I put ya
I'm Soopafly like Snuka, I smack hoes
The black rose with the dozen attack flows
I rock Shaq's clothes when I alter beast
Power up, get big, it's Disturbin' Tha Peace

{*ad libs to end*}

Woozy lyrics
(feat. R. Kelly)

[Intro - R. Kelly]
Whoo... Kel... Chris...
And clubbin on some smooth shhh...

[1st Verse - Ludacris]
Ludacris can`t hide or deny that I wanna get you down to them Vickie Seeecretsss
and your body I won`t misguide mistreat or misleeeeead it
Hate it up, love it, they can`t cut it, so strut it
Number one shaker, like Vick`s vapor I wanna fuckin ruuuuuub it
Louisville slug it hit em with a right left, its goooooone
tell every last one of ya girls how good it was and its gone be onnnnnn
Soul Train, wood grain, from meeeee
no pain, no gain, its so plain to seee
they be like "I`ve been feelin kind of stressed can you blow my back out?"
and I`m like "Yea but don`t trip if I happen to yank a track out"
when I get done its smooth sailin once I pull that `Lac out
next destination I move forward like Jerry Stackhouse
And 1, have fun, when you chillin with Ludi
Slow grind and slow jams while I`m feelin yo booty
we`ll hold hand and hold times when I`m up in that coochie
you so fine I`m so sad that you feelin so wooooozy

[Chorus - R. Kelly]
Got you feelin woozy baby (baby)
And thats hows it gonna be when I take you from the club to the crib
on dubs and I get you in the bed with meeee (in the bed with me)
your so pretty, and so sweaty and so sexy and so ready
girl I`m surprised you this nastyyy
but its cool cuz I always wanted to go down on a girl that reminds me of me
so get upstairs, get yo clothes off and get them sexy legs legs in a `V` (yup)
your vision blurry as if you were seeing two of me (two of me)
you so fine I`m so sad that you feelin so wooooozy

[2nd Verse]
Will YOU, make me feel like I just hit the lotto
other girls I give `em a shoulder colder than Chicago
But in ya center I heat it up in the Mourning like Alonzo
and I`d get it, I`d bit it, I`d split it, I`d hit it up in a Tahoe
Bravo, make make make it clap I`d break break break ya back
then tuck tuck tuck you in so you can take take take a nap
then back to makin dividends I`m in the wind
somewhere hot, I stay on islands longer than Gulligan
sippin on a pina colada, little mama I`mma make ya holla
how does it sounds when you makin love on a Million dollars
I can only imagine lets make it real baby
like D`Angelo "How does it feel" baby
I know I talk a lot shit but I can back it up (up up)
Like BBD flip it, rub it down, smack it up (up up)
you so bad when you call me for duty
you so fine I`m so sad that you feelin so wooooozy

[Chorus]

[3rd Verse]
Don`t get caught up in the gossip, them chicks is jockin girl
they just jealous, everybody hates when Cris is rockin ya world
hey girl, hey friend, how you doing, where you been
enough of that talkin, lets begin, break it in
shake and spin, take it in, say amen
then I`ll make you say goodness graciouuuus
look me in the eye and make them nasty faaaaaaaces
I`m so glad that your body`s so juicyyyyy
you so fine I`m so sad that you feelin so wooooozy

[Chorus]

[R. Kelly ad libs]
Giiiirl, said your body is what I want (wooooozy wooooozy wooooozy)
I`ll be making scream and mooooan (wooooozy wooooozy wooooozy)
Girl lets get on up out this club (wooooozy wooooozy wooooozy)
Oooh get you to my hoooome

Ludacris, (T.I.):
(HERE WE GOOO!)
Surprise nigga (HAHAAAA)
It was bound to happen sooner or later (Hahahahaha)
(They aint ready for this)...
History has been made
ATL YEEEEEAAAAAA..

'cause I got it, all these haters wanna grill me
(But fuck that, I'm bout my money if it kills me)
[YEEAAH BABY]
(And I'm up to no good)
Ayyy I wish a muthafucka would
Dis da A-town, Cum into my hood
Ayyy I wish a muthafucka would
Houston Dallas, Cum into to they hood
Ayyy I wish a muthafucka would

THIS THA A-TOWN, COME INTO MY HOOD,
Ayyyy I wish a mothafucka would
HOUSTON, DALLAS COME INTO THEY HOOD,
Ayyyy I wish a mothafucka would

Ludacris:
I keep a fresh pair of One's on my feet and double deuces on da chevy.
Three's company the double four's on my belly,
5 hot amps speakers shake like jelly,
So many wires in my trunk look like a bowl of spaghetti.

Assault and batteries, but my trunk stay ever ready,
Assault and battery if you scared you never ready.
And yea I went green da 26's on da high bridge,
Smoked so much green that I cant open up my eyelids.
Wake up in London, go to sleep on Atlanta time,
Still my paint got more candy then your valentine.

For 5 mil I bought a lakefront crib,
Da Bentley car cover lookin like a laced front wig
Of course dey hatin' 'cause dey still ridin' da MARTA train,
We named da yacht but put the plane in my daughter's name,
Now dats Karma so call me Daddy War Bucks
'cause if you got money I got more bucks.

'cause I got it, all these haters wanna grill me
(But fuck that, I'm bout my money if it kills me)
[YEEAAH BABY]
(And I'm up to no good)
Ayyy I wish a muthafucka would

NEW YORK & JERSEY COME INTO THEY HOOD,
Ayyyy I wish a mothafucka would
L.A. & THE BAY COME INTO THEY HOOD,
Ayyyy I wish a mothafucka would

Ludacris:
LUDA!!!
I'm freak like a scorpio,
Custom hood scoops make the hood look like Pinocchio,
I'm rich bitch, I should drop cash,
Da inside of da 'Lac look like a woodshop class
And these women gimme love like it's tennis time
So many shoes dat my closet look like finish Line
So many acres dat my crib look like Bermuda
So many diamonds da safe look like Kay jewellers
Dat spot bout to drop my team said Luda get it
Now 50 thou says I'm the first nigga with it
Da first round draft pick later for you imbiciles
The car is all black like it got traded to the timberwolves
And I keep a li'l bit of that green up in the lining
But as the weather change my weed adjust to different climates
Green in the summer time, orange in the spring,
Now it's black with dat purp, I call my whip da Sac King

'cause I got it, all these haters wanna grill me
(But fuck that, I'm bout my money if it kills me)
[YEEAAH BABY]
(And I'm up to no good)
Ayyy I wish a muthafucka would

Chi-Town and Detroit, COME INTO THEY HOOD,
Ayyyy I wish a mothafucka would
D.C and B-Boy, COME INTO THEY HOOD,
Ayyyy I wish a mothafucka would

I'm fly enough to fly away, trouble I don't shy away from it I annihilate suckers in they driveway
In church on Sunday mornin prayin bout what happened friday
But dem da consequences for comin pimpin' sideways
Nowadays guess it pays to change in cahoots with corporations makin major change
With magnificent watches and amazing chains
Plush pad in Atlanta and L.A's da same
I ball till I'm bored with selections and assortments some automotives worth a small fortune
Of coure there's the '72 Chevelle hard-top, '69 drop, 60 K a piece you could barely pay your lease,
Dude wanna talk new school, tell em' go ahead
Drop head double off Maybech and corner sales
Swag got the ass, cash stacked to the hairline
Fuck another car, it's time to try and buy an airline

'cause I got it, all these haters wanna grill me
(But fuck that, I'm bout my money if it kills me)
[YEEAAH BABY]
(And I'm up to no good)
Ayyy I wish a muthafucka would

Miami to Alabama, COME INTO THEY HOOD,
Ayyyy I wish a mothafucka would
Phily and Boston, COME INTO THEY HOOD,
Ayyyy I wish a mothafucka would
St. Louis to Tennesse, COME INTO They HOOD,
V.H. to V.A, COME INTO THEY HOOD
Ohio and Inidiana, COME INTO THEY HOOD,
Mississippi to Carolinas, COME INTO THEY HOOD,
??? and little Rock, COME INTO They HOOD,
Oklahoma to Louisiana, COME INTO THEY HOOD,
Kansas City to Seattle, COME INTO THEY HOOD,
Minneapolis to Milwaukee, COME INTO THEY HOOOOOOD

Flo-Rida
Gucci!
Bird!

I done bought all this ciroc
Now lil mama on my jock
Staring at me up and down like when my roley's 6 o'clock
Now you know you better stop
You done heard about my squad
I am G poe boy
You either (uhh) or you not
(Hold up shawty)
Wait a minute shawty why you came
Who you know and who the hell told you to come
All up in the middle with the business unofficial
When I can't stand a chick tryna score my fun
Looking for a dude to rip you off some ?
I don't need a chick tryna throw my 1's
Let me look rich, I wanna have his son
I sip perignon but do I look dumb
Get a job shawty turn my knob
And if it don't open up make sure you slob
My boys [...?] behind the bar
Sit back blow smoke from a Cuban cigar
What's your mission
Looks suspicious
I don't get it
No permission
Back no interest
What's the business
Shawty listen

I'm just tryna figure (figure)
Why you up in here (x3)
I'm just tryna figure (figure figure)
Why you up in here (x2)
All up in my grill
Why you dancing on me
Steady talking to me
When you know that you're not gonna give it to me
I'm just tryna figure (figure figure)
Why you up in here (x2)
All up in my grill

Now I ain't got no time for silly games
Got no time for silly notions
But get smacked silly for playing with my emotions

You figured you lead me on
But b-tch you led me out the door
Now let me lead you with a song
It goe like D yous a hoe
Drunk up all my conjour
Aint even leave me with a glass
So cough up my whole bottle
Or ima take out your ass
Cos you don't wanna see me angry
You don't like me when i'm angry
Live like Jackson 5
But get greezy like Jermaine
Be dangerous like Michael
So Tito pass the tissues
Don't test me cos I keep a clipper number 2 pistols
And you will be erased
Outta sight and outta mind
So get the f-ck on or my girls will wipe the floor with your behind

I'm just tryna figure (figure)
Why you up in here (x3)
I'm just tryna figure (figure figure)
Why you up in here (x2)
All up in my grill
Why you dancing on me
Steady talking to me
When you know that you're not gonna give it to me
I'm just tryna figure (figure figure)
Why you up in here (x2)
All up in my grill

I'm not even gonna bother listening to Gucci...

I'm just tryna figure (figure)
Why you up in here (x3)
I'm just tryna figure (figure figure)
Why you up in here (x2)
All up in my grill
Why you dancing on me
Steady talking to me
When you know that you're not gonna give it to me
I'm just tryna figure (figure figure)
Why you up in here (x2)
All up in my grill

Uhhuhh no way no how, get like blaow, blaow, blaow kapaow
(Yeah, you ever hear somebody sayin' something and you think they talking)
(Bout you, you not quite sho' Younasayin' but it aint no way they talking' bout)
(You,
ducing the new membes of Disturbing Tha Peace: Small World)
(From Norfclk, Dolla Boi from Playaz Circle, Here we go What?)

Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me

3, 2, 1
What's begun, is the start but bitch we be saying we
"we just getting started it since one"
Y'all been monitoring, pondering bout it
How bout I, pull it out and kapaow, I'll heat em up out his mouth with it
Big Small World, Norfclk is the gang, extended clip in the jeans
Put em in a box like Bisquick
I'm a laker wit clips, get em in the lake wit clips
Truth is ya a clipper with clips aint cha bitch
I'm bout my loot and dollars, I'll shot you for looting dollars
But you lootless and dollarless, fuck it I shot for Luda n Dolla
I crash parties, blast with proposed toast
Im a have a problem like Scrap blat with me short of hoes
One for ya damn lips, or there be mixture of blood and dandruff
If you don't get my damn drift
Creep to ya grave and leak DT Piss
This is yo highness at his less tempered
Keep it pimpin' and watch

Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me

I been having a bad day, the same ol shit
We don't give a fuck about who you is
The same ol clique, and the same ol biz
The same ol flip , wit the same ol whip
The same 4-4, with the same ol clip
Half the bullets gone, the otha half you can get, bitch
R.I.P. Rick James "I'm Rich Bitch"
You talkin' to much, nigga you a snitch bitch
And we don't do it like that
We do 3 quarter drops and we bring a brick back, black
Don't act get ya whole trap splat, ack
Unload em reload em, we back black
And when dem gats letting off
Red dots loud noises like planes taking off
Dolla Boi I got the game in a cross, make me bang at cha boss
For dem things coming soft, nigga

Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Now if a bad bitch wants dick, then its dick I give her
Ludacris nigga, I stand and deliver
Neva back down, won't shake nor shiver
Fuck with me and get found in the shadohoochie river
This 7 inch shank, will put a stop to his ticker
But shoties to the body make him drop much quicker
Yeah I appear to be a nice lil nigga
Fuck with anything I love, I'm a stone cold killa
Eating off of 'Sace, sleeping on chinchilla
8 figga nigga, I'm a multi milla
See me in the street, it can't get no realer
Giving back to my hood with a pocket full of scrilla
My neighbors say my house can't get no bigga
I do good ass bidness, with a bad ass temper
Please tell ya bitch, stop playing with my zipper
Or I'll Brrrrddd Stick Her HaHaHa Stick HER!

Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me

Ludacris

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
give it to me now,
give it to me now
give it to me now,
give it to me now

Shawnna

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
give it to me now,
give it to me now
give it to me now,
give it to me now

Ludacris & Shawnna ( 2x)
I wanna li li li lick you from
your head to your toes
and I wanna move from
the bed down to the down
to the to the floor
I wanna ah ah you make
it so good I don't wanna leave
but I got to kn kn kn know
wh what's your fan-ta-ta-sy

Ludacris

I wanna get you in
the Georgia Dome on the fifty yard line
while the Dirty Birds kick for t'ree
And if you like in the club we can do it
in the DJ booth or in the back of the V.I.P.
Whipped cream with cherries and strawberries on top
Lick it don't stop, keep the door locked while the boat rock
We go-bots and robots so they gotta wait til the show stop
or how 'bout on the beach with black sand
lick up your thigh then call me the Pac Man
Table top or just give me a lap dance
The Rock to the Park to the Point to the Flatlands
That man Ludacris (woo) in the public bathroom
or in back of a classroom
how ever you want it lover lover gonna tap that ass soon
see I cast 'em and I past 'em get a tight grip and I grasp 'em
I flash 'em and out last 'em
and if ain't good then I trash 'em while you stash 'em
I'll let 'em free
and the tell me what they fantasy
like up on the roof roof tell yo boyfriend not to be mad at me

Ludacris & Shawnna ( 2x)
I wanna li li li lick you from your head to your toes
and I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah ah you make it so good I don't wanna leave
but I got to kn kn kn know wh what's your fan-ta-ta-sy

Ludacris

I wanna get you in the bath tub
with the candle lit you give it up till they go out
or we can do it on stage of the Ludacris concert
cause you know I got sold out
or red carpet dick could just roll out
go 'head and scream you can't hold out
we can do it in the pouring rain
runnin the train when it's hot or cold out
how 'bout in the library on top of books
but you can't be too loud
you wanna make a brother beg for it
give me TLC 'cause you know I be too proud
we can do it in the white house
tryna make them turn the lights out
champaign with my campaign let me do the damn thing
what's my name, what's my name, what's my name
a sauna, jacuzzi
in the back row at the movie
You can stratch my back and rule me
You can push me or just pull me
on hay in middle of the barn (woo)
rose pedals on the silk sheets uh
eating fresh fruits sweep yo woman right off her feet

Ludacris & Shawnna ( 2x)
I wanna li li li lick you from your head to your toes
and I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah ah you make it so good I don't wanna leave
but I got to kn kn kn know wh what's your fan-ta-ta-sy

Ludacris

I wanna get you in the back seat windows up
that's the way you like to fuck, clogged up fog alert
Rip the pants and rip the shirt, rough sex make it hurt
in the garden all in the dirt
Roll around Georgia Brown that's the way I like it twerk
Legs jerk, overworked, underpaid but don't be afraid
In the sun or up in the shade
on the top of my escalade
Maybe your girl and my friend can trade
Tag team off the rope, on the ocean or in the boat
Factories or on hundred spoke
what 'bout in the candy sto' that chocolate chocolate make it melt
whips and chains, handcuffs, smack a little bootie up with my belt
scream help play my game
dracula man I'll get my fangs horse back I'll get my reigns
School teacher let me get my grades

( 4x)

Ludacris

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
give it to me now,
give it to me now
give it to me now,
give it to me now

Shawnna

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
give it to me now,
give it to me now
give it to me now,
give it to me now

Ludacris & Shawnna (
2x)
I wanna li li li lick you from
your head to your toes
and I wanna move from
the bed down to the down
to the to the floor
I wanna ah ah you make
it so good I don't wanna leave
but I got to kn kn kn know
wh what's your fan-ta-ta-sy

Ludacris

I wanna get you in
the Georgia Dome on the fifty yard line
while the Dirty Birds kick for t'ree
And if you like in the club we can do it
in the DJ booth or in the back of the V.I.P.
Whipped cream with cherries and strawberries on top
Lick it don't stop, keep the door locked while the boat rock
We go-bots and robots so they gotta wait til the show stop
or how 'bout on the beach with black sand
lick up your thigh then call me the Pac Man
Table top or just give me a lap dance
The Rock to the Park to the Point to the Flatlands
That man Ludacris (woo) in the public bathroom
or in back of a classroom
how ever you want it lover lover gonna tap that ass soon
see I cast 'em and I past 'em get a tight grip and I grasp 'em
I flash 'em and out last 'em
and if ain't good then I trash 'em while you stash 'em
I'll let 'em free
and the tell me what they fantasy
like up on the roof roof tell yo boyfriend not to be mad at me

Ludacris & Shawnna (
2x)
I wanna li li li lick you from your head to your toes
and I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah ah you make it so good I don't wanna leave
but I got to kn kn kn know wh what's your fan-ta-ta-sy

Ludacris

I wanna get you in the bath tub
with the candle lit you give it up till they go out
or we can do it on stage of the Ludacris concert
cause you know I got sold out
or red carpet dick could just roll out
go 'head and scream you can't hold out
we can do it in the pouring rain
runnin the train when it's hot or cold out
how 'bout in the library on top of books
but you can't be too loud
you wanna make a brother beg for it
give me TLC 'cause you know I be too proud
we can do it in the white house
tryna make them turn the lights out
champaign with my campaign let me do the damn thing
what's my name, what's my name, what's my name
a sauna, jacuzzi
in the back row at the movie
You can stratch my back and rule me
You can push me or just pull me
on hay in middle of the barn (woo)
rose pedals on the silk sheets uh
eating fresh fruits sweep yo woman right off her feet

Ludacris & Shawnna (
2x)
I wanna li li li lick you from your head to your toes
and I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah ah you make it so good I don't wanna leave
but I got to kn kn kn know wh what's your fan-ta-ta-sy

Ludacris

I wanna get you in the back seat windows up
that's the way you like to fuck, clogged up fog alert
Rip the pants and rip the shirt, rough sex make it hurt
in the garden all in the dirt
Roll around Georgia Brown that's the way I like it twerk
Legs jerk, overworked, underpaid but don't be afraid
In the sun or up in the shade
on the top of my escalade
Maybe your girl and my friend can trade
Tag team off the rope, on the ocean or in the boat
Factories or on hundred spoke
what 'bout in the candy sto' that chocolate chocolate make it melt
whips and chains, handcuffs, smack a little bootie up with my belt
scream help play my game
dracula man I'll get my fangs horse back I'll get my reigns
School teacher let me get my grades

(
4x)

[Ludacris] (Chris Brown)
Luda!(Yep)
S.G.!
Chris Breezy (It's Meeeee)

[Refrain]
[Chris Brown]
OH OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OH OH OH OH
OH OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OH OH OH OH
(Darkchild)
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like

[Sean Garrett]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like

[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like

[Sean Garrett](Ludacris)
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills (HAHAHA!)
And it's me they wanna kill (LUDA!)
Cause I give her what them girls like

[Verse 1]
[Ludacris]
Relax & take notes,
While I'm put you up on game
Get a sweeter connect, then if i put you up on cane,
But you should grab yourself a seat and a Whisky Double,
Because the girls of the world ain't nothin but trouble,

They like a little danger and might not admit it,
But they on for the chase and they want us to come and get it,
PLUS THEY LOVE A YOUNG THUG THATS OVERFLOWIN WITH SWAG!
AND KEEPS HIS WOMEN ALL DRAPED IN NEW LOUIS VUITTON BAGS!
With Louis Vuitton pumps, look at her walk to 'em,
I like open toe straps, but SG talk to em!

[Sean Garrett]
I gotta whole buncha girls I'm tryna bring by tHE CRIB toniGHT,
Betta wear your caPE, cause they bringin that kryptonite,

[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like

[Sean Garrett]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like

[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like
(Ludacris) I KNOW WHAT YOU LIKE BABY!

[Sean Garrett]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like

[Ludacris]
Yea, we gonna take this to verse 2,

Now some of em wanna family, a sense of security,
Neckless, bracelets and all other types of jewelery,
So, shop till you drop, or till it makes you psychotic,
Heres a triple Black Card, it aint trickin IF YOU GOT IT!

Others will stay content if you just makin 'em laugh,
Send 'em to the spa, get a massage then bubble bath,
So later on, they can dance and throw a drink in they hand,
And try any and everything they never did with they man, ME!

So get loose and slide off your damn garments,
Show 'em whose the boss, they take orders from the SERGEANT
There's places on your body that I'm tryin to find,
So in the sack, talk to me, tell me whats on your mind,
And I got plenty more to learn if you'z invested in me,
They dont love me for who I am but who I'm destined to BE,
And for that!, I'll give you everything up under the sun,
Cuz in the end, ALL THE GIRLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN!

[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like

[Sean Garrett]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like
(Ludacris) I know what you feel YESSSS!!!

[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like

[Sean Garrett]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like

[Ludacris]
They wanna talk to ya, so SHUT UP AND LISTEN!
if you cant take the heat, THEN GET THE F**K OUT THE KITCHEN!
Cuz a ride or die man for his ride or die chick,
Gets that ride or die pudding for that ride or die SHIT!
I say,
They wanna talk to ya, so SHUT UP AND LISTEN!
So if you cant take the heat, THEN GET THE F**K OUT THE KITCHEN!
Cuz a ride or die man for his ride or die chick,
Gets that ride or die pudding for that ride or die SHIT!

[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like

[Sean Garrett]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like
(Luda) Hahaha, YEAH! WHOO!
They wanna go ON VACATION! I KNOW IT!
Lets Go!

[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like

[Sean Garrett]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like

(Luda) Yes! They want what they can!

[Outro]

[Chris Brown]
OH OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OH OH OH OH
OH OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OH OH OH OH

[Luda]
Women,
I love y'all, theres not enough time.
Believe dat, and if your man dont tell you every day how beautiful you are,
I'm lettin' ya know right DAMN now,
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL BABY!
I love women so much, I have one,
Hahaha,
LUDA!
Chris Breezy, this too eazy,
SG what up!
Hahaha.

[Ludacris] (Chris Brown)
Luda!(Yep)
S.G.!
Chris Breezy (It's Meeeee)

[Refrain]
[Chris Brown]
OH OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OH OH OH OH
OH OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OH OH OH OH
(Darkchild)
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like

[Sean Garrett]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like

[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like

[Sean Garrett](Ludacris)
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills (HAHAHA!)
And it's me they wanna kill (LUDA!)
Cause I give her what them girls like

[Verse 1]
[Ludacris]
Relax & take notes,
While I'm put you up on game
Get a sweeter connect, then if i put you up on cane,
But you should grab yourself a seat and a Whisky Double,
Because the girls of the world ain't nothin but trouble,

They like a little danger and might not admit it,
But they on for the chase and they want us to come and get it,
PLUS THEY LOVE A YOUNG THUG THATS OVERFLOWIN WITH SWAG!
AND KEEPS HIS WOMEN ALL DRAPED IN NEW LOUIS VUITTON BAGS!
With Louis Vuitton pumps, look at her walk to 'em,
I like open toe straps, but SG talk to em!

[Sean Garrett]
I gotta whole buncha girls I'm tryna bring by tHE CRIB toniGHT,
Betta wear your caPE, cause they bringin that kryptonite,

[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like

[Sean Garrett]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like

[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like
(Ludacris) I KNOW WHAT YOU LIKE BABY!

[Sean Garrett]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like

[Ludacris]
Yea, we gonna take this to verse 2,

Now some of em wanna family, a sense of security,
Neckless, bracelets and all other types of jewelery,
So, shop till you drop, or till it makes you psychotic,
Heres a triple Black Card, it aint trickin IF YOU GOT IT!

Others will stay content if you just makin 'em laugh,
Send 'em to the spa, get a massage then bubble bath,
So later on, they can dance and throw a drink in they hand,
And try any and everything they never did with they man, ME!

So get loose and slide off your damn garments,
Show 'em whose the boss, they take orders from the SERGEANT
There's places on your body that I'm tryin to find,
So in the sack, talk to me, tell me whats on your mind,
And I got plenty more to learn if you'z invested in me,
They dont love me for who I am but who I'm destined to BE,
And for that!, I'll give you everything up under the sun,
Cuz in the end, ALL THE GIRLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN!

[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like

[Sean Garrett]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like
(Ludacris) I know what you feel YESSSS!!!

[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like

[Sean Garrett]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like

[Ludacris]
They wanna talk to ya, so SHUT UP AND LISTEN!
if you cant take the heat, THEN GET THE F**K OUT THE KITCHEN!
Cuz a ride or die man for his ride or die chick,
Gets that ride or die pudding for that ride or die SHIT!
I say,
They wanna talk to ya, so SHUT UP AND LISTEN!
So if you cant take the heat, THEN GET THE F**K OUT THE KITCHEN!
Cuz a ride or die man for his ride or die chick,
Gets that ride or die pudding for that ride or die SHIT!

[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like

[Sean Garrett]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like
(Luda) Hahaha, YEAH! WHOO!
They wanna go ON VACATION! I KNOW IT!
Lets Go!

[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like

[Sean Garrett]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like

(Luda) Yes! They want what they can!

[Outro]

[Chris Brown]
OH OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OH OH OH OH
OH OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OH OH OH OH

[Luda]
Women,
I love y'all, theres not enough time.
Believe dat, and if your man dont tell you every day how beautiful you are,
I'm lettin' ya know right DAMN now,
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL BABY!
I love women so much, I have one,
Hahaha,
LUDA!
Chris Breezy, this too eazy,
SG what up!
Hahaha.

[Ludacris] (Chris Brown)
Luda!(Yep)
S.G.!
Chris Breezy (It's Meeeee)

[Refrain]
[Chris Brown]
OH OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OH OH OH OH
OH OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OH OH OH OH
(Darkchild)
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like

[Sean Garrett]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like

[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like

[Sean Garrett](Ludacris)
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills (HAHAHA!)
And it's me they wanna kill (LUDA!)
Cause I give her what them girls like

[Verse 1]
[Ludacris]
Relax & take notes,
While I'm put you up on game
Get a sweeter connect, then if i put you up on cane,
But you should grab yourself a seat and a Whisky Double,
Because the girls of the world ain't nothin but trouble,

They like a little danger and might not admit it,
But they on for the chase and they want us to come and get it,
PLUS THEY LOVE A YOUNG THUG THATS OVERFLOWIN WITH SWAG!
AND KEEPS HIS WOMEN ALL DRAPED IN NEW LOUIS VUITTON BAGS!
With Louis Vuitton pumps, look at her walk to 'em,
I like open toe straps, but SG talk to em!

[Sean Garrett}
I gotta whole buncha girls I'm tryna bring by their kryptonite,
Betta wear your cake, cause they bringin that kryptonite,

[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like

[Sean Garrett]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like

[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like
(Ludacris) I KNOW WHAT YOU LIKE BABY!

[Sean Garrett]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like

[Ludacris]
Yea, we gonna take this to verse 2,

Now some of em wanna family, a sense of security,
Neckless, bracelets and all other types of jewelery,
So, shop till you drop, or till it makes you psychotic,
Heres a triple Black Card, it aint trickin IF YOU GOT IT!

Others will stay content if you just makin 'em laugh,
Send 'em to the spa, get a massage then bubble bath,
So later on, they can dance and throw a drink in they hand,
And try any and everything they never did with they man, ME!

So get loose and slide off your damn garments,
Show 'em whose the boss, they take orders from the SERGEANT
There's places on your body that I'm tryin to find,
So in the sack, talk to me, tell me whats on your mind,
And I got plenty more to learn if you'z invested in me,
They dont love me for who I am but who I'm destined to BE,
And for that!, I'll give you everything up under the sun,
Cuz in the end, ALL THE GIRLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN!

[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like

[Sean Garrett]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like
(Ludacris) I know what you feel YESSSS!!!

[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like

[Sean Garrett]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like

[Ludacris]
They wanna talk to ya, so SHUT UP AND LISTEN!
if you cant take the heat, THEN GET THE F**K OUT THE KITCHEN!
Cuz a ride or die man for his ride or die chick,
Gets that ride or die pudding for that ride or die SHIT!
I say,
They wanna talk to ya, so SHUT UP AND LISTEN!
So if you cant take the heat, THEN GET THE F**K OUT THE KITCHEN!
Cuz a ride or die man for his ride or die chick,
Gets that ride or die pudding for that ride or die SHIT!

[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like

[Sean Garrett]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like
(Luda) Hahaha, YEAH! WHOO!
They wanna go ON VACATION! I KNOW IT!
Lets Go!

[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like

[Sean Garrett]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like

(Luda) Yes! They want what they can!

[Outro]

[Chris Brown]
OH OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OH OH OH OH
OH OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OH OH OH OH

[Luda]
Women,
I love y'all, theres not enough time.
Believe dat, and if your man dont tell you every day how beautiful you are,
I'm lettin' ya know right DAMN now,
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL BABY!
I love women so much, I have one,
Hahaha,
LUDA!
Chris Breezy, this too eazy,
SG what up!
Hahaha.

If I have a moment
I capture that moment
You would be right here next to me
If I had the secret,
The secret to your love
I would pledge the treasure beneath my heart
Lock it all up,
Throw away the key
I would never give it all
Cause I was just a fool,
A fool for you
When I loved you so childishly

And I want it all back
I want it all, I want it all,
I want it all back
I want it all back,
I want it all, I want it all
Girl I want it all
You never miss a good thing till is gone,
I want it all, now I want it all.

If there is a green life
And it starts to turn yellow
Pedal to the floor,
Doesn’t know your heart is turning grey,
If I have the minutes, I would turn 'em into hours
And make love to your money not your body instead
I was just a fool, a fool for you
That didn’t know what had I until I lost you
Every single moment
That you’re not here
You said today to me that everything seems so good

And I want it all back
I want it all, I want it all, I want it all back
I want it all back, I want it all, I want it all
Girl I want it all
You never miss the good things till is gone,
I want it all, now I want it all.

Now everything isn’t everything
If everything, everything isn’t with you
And I want it all back
I want it all, I want it all, I want it all back
I want it all back, I want it all, I want it all
Girl I want it all
You never miss the good things till is gone,
I want it all, now I want it all.
Now I want it all back
Now I want it all back
Now I want it all back

[T-Pain]
Welcome to my hood
(Where the hood at)
(Where the hood at)
Welcome to my hood
Everybody know everybody
And if I got it everybody got it

Welcome to my hood
Look at all these old school Chevy's
24?s so you know we roll heavy

Welcome to my hood
They outside playing hopscotch
And every know this is the hot spot

Welcome to my hood
Them boys will put you down on your knees
(Woop, woop) That's the sound of the police
In my hood

[Rick Ross]
Audemar on my wrist
Diamond, look like they glowing
50 stacks, all singles, I make it look like its snowing
Black unmarked cars, gotta peep how they playin'
Treat 'em like jack boys, catch 'em slippin' then slay 'em
Lord forgive me for my sins, that's my confessions if they put me in this benz
I got possession of a federal offence
I'm talking pressure in my criminal intent
So wear ya vest's and I'm still gon' stunt
Like it aint no tomorrow, f-ck ya house note n-gga
Blow that bitch on a bottle
The Ferrari just a front, got the Lambo in the back
Tell you "we the best forever" DJ Khaled handle that

[T-Pain - Chorus]

[Plies]
I know some n-ggas from my hood that would rob Norieaga
I'm talkin' Norieaga, n-gga, the real Norieaga
If you aint from the hood, bitch, than stop impersonating us
And tell congress when you see 'em I'm stealin' cable
And leave the D-Boys alone 'cause they motivate us
And why is the half of my whole hood on papers
Some are on house arrest, some are on child support
Some of 'em did they bit, the other half waiting to go to court
Mr Landlord we gon bust your ass with an eviction note
Better have the police with you dog, if you came to repo
I'm talking strip clubs, I'm talking liquor stores
We throw our money round here, but y'all can...

[T-Pain - Chorus]

[Lil Wayne]
Bitch I'm on probation, so my nerves bad
And they say time fly's, well mine's first class
I landed in the sky, I fell from the streets
I talk a lot of sh-t and practice what I preach
Back from hell, cell 23, tell the warden kiss my ass
Pockets on Monique
Bitch I'm from the murder capital
Hoe, I'm far from practical
Shit happens and since I'm the shit, I'm who it happens to
Young Money, Cash Money, blood bitch, I'm red hot
I don't see nobody, see nobody like a head shot
All that bullshit is for the birds, throw some bread out
Got it sewn up, check the thread count

[T-Pain - Chorus]

[Drama in the background] This... could be something big!

[Ludacris verse 1]
Don't change the station,
I've been impatiently waiting,
Pacin', welcome to the danger zone.
It's a war goin' on outside
And my people gotta paint they faces on.
And what I gotta do, And what I gotta do
Is work and flip a dolla'.
Ain't got no trophies
But I got a shelf of empty liquor bottles.
Not an alcoholic but alcohol it,
Can ease the pain.
Drinkin' all my problems away
But still prayin' in Jesus' name.
Tryna' turn our voices up,
And the government tones us down.
Now the gats is goin' up,
And the hood is goin' down.
So the hood is comin' fo' ya'
In the streets is hungry goons!
Comin' to a neighborhood near you,
Today or someday soon.
Betta' watch yo' back, watch yo' front,
And watch yo' side to side.
Betta' grab yo' gat, light that blunt;
The streets gon' ride tonight.
And I'm just gon' ride it out,
'Til my expiration date.
'Cause I go hard and the paint (?),
They softer than paper plates.
Make way for the revolution,
And yes you should be scurred.
'Cause one way or another...
My people will be heard.

[Willie the Kid verse 2]
Show you what the soldiers see:
Embassy, diplomacy,
Since seen (?) infantry,
Shootin' at the cobra fleet.
Deploy shots, similar to airbags, whereas,
This hairpin, trigga' split a hair in half.
Body bags, fishy like herring,
When I'm airin', tear a chair in half.
Watchin' Half Baked,
At the cabin by the lake.
See the blue and white plates,
See the wood on the panel.
I may be channel oat, Chilly O, flannel coat.
Warfare? Never fair,
Therefore, I need finer things:
Like grenades, tanks, a couple fighter planes.
I'm decorated in medals,
Stripes like a zebra.
And by the way, you rappin' niggas,

I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera -- man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah, Willie Da Kid, I ain't one for the shenanigans,
Nigga strike a pose, leave you froze, like a mannequin.

[Busta Rhymes verse 3]
(During Kid's last verse) In these times,
The economy got niggas thinkin'
The worst to make paper.
'Cause somebody ain't accommodatin' niggas
Enough for they slave labor.
That's when ya' get a nigga thinkin' about
Ya' know he gotta' come in to ya'.
It's when a nigga throw a ski mask on,
Run up in ya' house, and wanna' do dumb shit to ya'.
Rollin' the dices with a nigga that be strugglin',
Tryna' make it through the crisis.
It might just make him wanna' act up a little bit
To print another new gas prices.
All this fuckery we got goin' on,
Indeed it needs to cease.
How the hell is THAT ever, ever gonna happen
When the value of the dollar keeps decreasin'?
Easin' my hand in somebody's pocket
(Fuck that!) I gotta' keep eatin.
Speakin' for everybody in the struggle like me,
We gotta get it even if we cheatin'!
Breathin' hard, my mind is blown,
Tryin' not to get evicted out my home.
But tryna' live when you know a nigga broke
Is like tryna' squeeze blood out a stone.
But I'm goin' through the drama with DJ Drama (What!?).
I do it for my kids and mama (Who!).
Leave it to Barack Obama (Yes!),
Change is right around the corna'.
You tryin' to keep our people sufferin',
All I gotta say is if you don't ease up this pressure,
I promise somebody gonna' pay!

[DJ Drama outro]
Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness!
Pursuit, huh?
See each and every day we all get closer
To the real meanin'.
Me, myself? I always follow my own path
And now I come here to motivate!
"To be heard" means to say something of value.
So I make this my Life,
My liberty,
And everday, my pursuit.
What about you?
Drama, Luda', Willie, Busta, V12, AMG

[Ludacris]
DTP we got them guns that go...

[I-20]
Yea I'm all about that pistol playa, cold blooded killa
Niggaz recognize my name, I dub the young dealer
You better tell ya man that with the gages I'm nice
Ill shoot up yall white shirts until yall look like dikes
But I'm through with all the talking time to show all you niggaz
I 2-0, I'm like J-Lo...going through niggaz
DTP we aint plying if you try to get our pen
A.K's get ta spraying like...
Bottom line that mean I'm bout it, any nigga want it, doubt it
Bust you in the broad day, on the street that's fully crowded
Find our hole and fagots there, just for thinking its rap
And tell that pretty bitch thug we got some pretty big gats
Chaka say I'm shot out, and I tend to agree
So you should what you saying if it's intended for me
So be careful what you starting, let my fingers do the walking
And that oozy get to talking like...

[Tity Boi]
Hammers, jam 'em, snatch 'em, grab 'em
Can the an and fuck 'em, damn 'em
Press him, man him, scared him, teared him, kneed him up
Bake him, take him, beat him up, I hate I hate, I eat him up
A-B-C-E-F shawty is you a G or what
Now it's just me and my nuts, that's all I got in this world
I'm pulling pistols out my stomach
and throwing them bitches up like earl
Serving the club, head shot, scattered, covered, run, scram 'em
I'm 38, hot with a pearl handle...
And I'm throwing text like a NBA ref
I got, all gold guns like they came from I-RAQ
Artillery, could it be I got all kinds of these pistols
I point my gun at ya homeboy make ya own folks hit ya
And aint taking no more pictures, if you snap ima click
Anyway, plus I got bullets in the clip the size of Lil Fate
And I'm webbing choppers like heli-copters
You gon' need hella doctors, when the glok go...

[Chingy]
Say on the set bitch,
better watch your lip that text be quick
20 over thurr, Tity over thurr, Luda over thurr,
aint no exit trick
Us you don't mess with, we got them guns like action flicks
Reload with the next clip, I'm the ro nigga to flex with bitch
Come on and test this, my gun I'm having sex with shit
Put a bullet in (in) shoot it out,
got them long horns like Texas bitch
Look at my necklace, maybe hit a ngga disrespect this click
My pistol grip sound like this...now what
Who want that they fucked,
when I cock and load the cake, bust bust
Yall cowards play tough,
and my peeps we come to spray stuff up
Yall lives made up, like ugly hoes with make-up bra
We'll suit you up then toss yo ass in the lake tough nut
I'm wrist rocky, like Sylvester Stallone
So thurr for you should invest, in a vest for ya dome
Cause I know you marks planning on getting me
when I'm landing
Beast the nick, but my cannon go...

[Ludacris]
Fuck a medic, we gon' call yo ass a taxi cab
Bleedin so hard you'll need a life size maxi pad
So flip the script and tell your woman
its your time on the month
A.K. 47 for the niggaz who's really looking for heaven
and a 9 for you chumps
Got killaz in my squad and I'm the nicest one in my group
But I got bananas for you niggaz and I aint talking bout fruit
Ill pay your CAB BACK with the BLACK MACK
Till your BACK CRACK,
got the GAT BACK like...CLAK CLAK CLAK
Swallow a hallow make 'em digest with a 50 caliber
Yo futures not looking so good,
tomorrows not on your calendar
I, do away with the amateurs, they breathing too long
Ill leave 'em coughing like the sound effects you hear in this song
My Shotguns are cold and hard, but my Desert is easy
And my triggers are always talking about some squeeze me,
squeeze me
And for these fakers talking greezy, I'm starting the show
My Oozy got a drum roll, it goes...

Warning!
This album contains ludicrous material, Parental discretion is advised.
So kids cover your ears n close your eyes
Otherwise your about to witness history
The thoughts and view expressed on this album
Are a direct reflection of the new generation
So without further ado
I bring you that nigga named Luda

I be that nigga named Luda, give a round of applause
They say I'm up to no good, I say I'm down for the cause
Down for whatever goes down I'm strapped down to my drawers
So if your up for some stitches then I'm down for some scars
Down to make them get down, stop playing n pause
Its two things I'll never break, that's my word n my balls
So here's a temporary fix for your permanent flaws
This album helps you to release cause life urkin' us all
Enough to make you wanna break shit
No longer will I take shit
From any of these clowns, cause I'm tired of this fake shit
I'm ready for some action
Ready wit a passion
Like pots with the steam, I'm ready to git it cracking
Its six years n counting if you think I'm a joke
Me getting served is like Bill Gates n Oprah going broke
Its bout time they gave it to me, I'm the raining champ
Your favorite rapper went to Ludacris' training camp bitch!

The time has come, for bad things to leave
The time has come, for life to begin
The time has come, for the war of the gods

It's that time
I'ma take the subtle approach first
'Cause I'm just gettin' started
Let's go

Look, I'm the best and there's nothing that you can do about it
Never needed a publicity stunt, let's tell the truth about it
Even in the core of the streets, you can't sway the youth about it
But keep runnin' yo mouth, and I swear I'ma knock a tooth up out it
I never claimed to be nuthin' but who the fuck I am
Never sold cocaine in my life, but I'm still the fuckin' man
Understand, nuthin' you did makes you better nigga
You claim the streets, but the streets respect that chedda nigga
Luda got twice as much yo life you can charge it to 'em
I fit four of your houses inside my daughters room
And still have room for young Karma to play
Givin' back to the children of tomorrow, for good karma today
So you can say what ya wanna say, and you can talk that talk
But real niggas ain't doing no talkin' cause we walk that walk
Album for album you can see I got a multimillion plan
So call yourself whatever you want 'cept the multimillion man

How many times is you goin' rap about busting your gun
How many times is you goin' trap without busting your gun
Only shots you ever took were subliminal to the general
Disrespectin' those doin' real time with real criminals
And I ain't never did a day in my life
But it should be illegal to walk a day in my life
I paid the price and the cost to be the boss so you can rest your mouth
I'm universal, Luda never limits himself to the south
I give a damn about ya hootin' and hollerin', and it ain't botherin' me
I hear you talkin' but you ain't made it to three
You know where I live, but you ain't made it to me
You ain't made nigga
I'm havin' a house party, kid come get played nigga
You got played, my record label never jerked me
So shoot me, stab me, but words will never hurt me
I feed off your energy, my powers with God
So it's even better if you make ya diss record real hard

See even without the bass and all that treble I'm as hot as the devil
And I work for the top floor, homie get on my level
I've been stripped away of powers 'cause I gave you my blessin'
So it'll take more than majority vote to win this election
Man, mix tapes or not my resume is too hot
And I warned them that I was coming, I got the number one spot
So unless you using tampons, quit acting stuck up
And do like your records say, or shut the fuck up

Yeah.. what.. you!
UH-HUH! C'MON!
Yeah.. yeah, what?
Nasty Nas, Virgo
Uh-huh
L-L-Ludacris, Virgo
Uh uh uh
Doug Fresh
As we go, somethin like this
Nasir..

Baby girl, won't you come and hold my hand
Won't you come and chill out with the Virgo
Hey girl, just come and hold my hand
Won't you come and just chill with the Virgo
We sippin on Merlot, you ain't got be my girl though
I drop you off at, Willoughby and Myrtle
Smash with the Virgo, ain't got to take your shirt off
You seen me convince your homegirl though

Plus she says her life is too hard
She says that she wanna come and build with the God
Promise that she gon' play her part
Cause what I spit gets straight to her heart
And, she's damn fine, feet Hammertime, damn if I mind
Love is the bu-bubblin back of your waistline
I don't waste time, gotta GET GET ON IT
Just you and me, two glasses, sip on Patron and
in the club scene where I met Ms. Green Eyes
She walked by askin me, "Are you Nas?"
Why? "If you was I'd be totally twi"
What's that? "Totally with it, T.W.I."
Ha ha, well, here I am, yep I'm the man
Bartender put a Cosmo in that girl hand
So, here we standin before I begin
Homegirl made a knot out of the cherry stem
Tongue skills, yeah I like that, now we on the right track
Straight to my Phantom, call Africa Black {brrrring}
Ever since then, she been yappin a track
Told her friends, now they hollerin behind her back
Sing!

Baby girl, won't you come and hold my hand
Won't you come and just chill with the Virgo (that's right!)
Hey girl, just come and hold my hand
Won't you come and chill out with the Virgo (tell 'em, tell 'em)
We sippin on Merlot, you ain't got be my girl though
I drop you off at, Peachtree and Myrtle (uh)
Smash with the Virgo, ain't got to take your shirt off
You seen me convince your homegirl though

Now I was, so fresh and so fly in diamonds
When I stepped up in the club even my arms was shinin
Bling! A little cute thing said, "What's yo' name?"
I put my necklace in her face and told her read the chain
Oooh ooh, so stuck up, told me shut the fuck up
BLAOW! Ludacris in the ho-oooh-ouse
The needle hit the record, they was playin this song
All the ladies hit the floor and it was EH EH ON
Live forever like Fame, let the Leroys dance
While I'm laid back chillin in my b-boy stance
Could be a little pop lockin if your girl's top droppin
But watch for cockblockin on my coochie stock options
But later for the ASSDAQ, throw 'em on the fast track
Make 'em swip swap Nasty N-A-S pass that
honey in the black cause I'm feelin her curves
He looked down at what I had and said WA WA WORD
Why only serve one when we can serve up two
Then at the bachelor's pad, doin what the Virgos do
And these women so shy but get loud undercover
So we can have sex but I CAN'T BE YOUR LOVERRRRRRRRRRR
{DEF breakdown buck buck buck buck buck buck)
Ah, ah-ha-ha, ah-ha-ha, ah-ha ah ah-ah SING!

Baby girl, won't you come and hold my hand
Won't you come and just chill with the Virgo (c'mon)
Baby girl, won't you come and hold my hand
Won't you come and just chill with the Virgo (c'mon)
Baby girl, won't you come and hold my hand
Won't you come and chill out with the Virgo (c'mon)
We sippin on Merlot, you ain't got be my girl though (that's right)
I drop you off at, Two-Fifth and Lex-o
Smash with the Virgo, ain't got to take your shirt off
Seen you convince your homegirl though

They got my voice for the record and my voice for the beat
Virgo proof baby run the streets
So let's go (let's go) let's go (let's go) for the beat
Let's go (let's go) it's the Virgo
Let's go (Nasty Nas) let's go (Ludacris)
And if you don't know, now you know - Doug E. Fresh

[Floyd Mayweather speaks]
Luda: Back up on dat ass ,
Back to put rappers on one knee like they bout to run 100 meter dash,
Bow down to greatness, before i get pissed and run up in the stands like the Indiana Pacers,
Covered all my bases, straight, no chasers,
Diamonds on my chain look like my neck's full of glacers,
Titanic flow, Titanic dough, women on my nuts like "Where da Titanic go?"
I been scourin' da earth, makin' my fans catch da holy ghost at my shows like ya grandma at church,
And the fat lady singin', it's ova for you rappers,
Cant none of yall bust your just sacs full of semen,
And I got da women screamin', and they could catch my balls on any given sunday like my name's Willy Beaman,
Or LL Cool, so if ya boyfriend thinks your loyal to his ass then he's a motherf***in fool,
Got jewels on my pinky, jewels on my wrist
Iconic status and his name is Ludacris,
Bitch please, you messin wit some real O.G's,
Wit million dolla whips dat I ship from overseas,
Got a pocket full of G'z, and the inconvenient truth is that the ozone is back cuz I been smokin' all da trees,
The globe is warmin' up when we fire up the blunt,
And put it in the air like Evil Knievel stunts,
Wat you want from me? I got pistols for da haters,
Ya fam will be in black like the playin' for da Raiders,
And ya music isn't favored, and DJ's they neva bring it back like when you go and borrow somethin' from ya neighbor,
Like a cup full of sugar, a rope full of salt,
The name of my car insurance is YO F***IN FAULT,
And if you sittin on chrome, I'll call up my boys and have you stripped of ya medals like Marion Jones, nigga ...

[Floyd Mayweather speaks]

Luda: Back up on da scene, back to put a nail in these rappers' coffins I got the hammer in my jeans,
Call me Mr.Fixit, barrel hotter than a fresh batch of home-made buttermilk biscuits,
A-tisket, a-tasket, a custom-made casket,
Luda leaves them trouters stretched out like gymnastics,
And acrobatics I'm superstar status, the mouth of the South like gangsta grillz you bastard,
The international traveler, and I may not be much to you but I'm the sh*t out in Africa,
So put ya fist up, even the statue of liberty lit a flame for the way that I lit my wrist up,
You can't compete wit me, I got 'em stuck like I made a thousand rappers put shackles on they feet wit me,
And then I broke free, I'll let 'em loose when Bobby Brown and Whitney Houston become drug-free,
I'm the baddest mother shut it like Shaft was, leavin' rappers wit headaches like bad drugs,
They shoulda warned ya, you got defeated by the heat but,eh, we'll just say we Alonzo Mourn'd ya,
So Cater coroner, I'll show up to yo funeral wit some gators like I'm fresh outta Florida,
Call me the swamp thing, yall headed in the wrong direction like you hit the subway and caught the wrong train,
So don't f**k wit it, I'm sendin' lyrical bullets right at ya dome f**k niggaz betta duck wit it,
Or else you stuck wit it,
You'll get stalked so bad you'll leava da scene thinkin eight Young Buck's did it,
But not in Cashville, you lost yo feelin' like comin down off X chasin' effects of yo last pill,
You f***in Daffy Dill, You's a Daffy Duck,
And I'm the undefeated champ, yall niggas suck!

Voice]
Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction

[Ludacris]
Satisfaction

[Chorus: Voice]
Yeah, blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
It gives me (satisfaction)

[Verse 1: Ludacris]
Can you handle it
808 bang in the back with the woofer like boom boom boom boom
With my foot on the pedal and my hand on my strap
Got the engine like vroom vroom vroom vroom
What's up, you ain't never heard a nigga rap like-like this before
I got an addictive flow that'll give you (satisfaction)
I'ma make you satisfied, even if it kills me
Even if it takes the slower minds, a little bit of time to feel me
Recollect the 15 million I sold, or the 30 times I went gold
And if you take 2 puffs of this dro, it'll give you (satisfaction)
I've sold the most and noone's close, but I'm not meaning to brag
It's different strokes for different folks, like Angelina and Brad
Some keep the heat in the stash, put 30 keys in their Jag
And if cops ain't peepin your tag then you're gonna feel some (satisfaction)
Pumpin' out albums like Reverend Run is pumpin out children, here's another one
So catch me on more 24's than Kiefer Sutherland
I'm bound to be the greatest, I'm determined to win
Until then I can't get no (satisfaction)

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Smoke]
I'm the one that went to the gunfight with a knife, and won
Left with his pistol and left him dead, the guy he tried to run


Just because my verse 2nd don't mean I am not the one
When I'm done I'm guaranteed to give you (satisfaction)
I might not be the best in the world, but the best the world ever seen
I'm all been in Georgia's daughter Conde ding-a-ling king
And when I'm digging deep in the spleen, I'ma make the cream and she scream
Baby get me hard like a Snickers bar I give her (satisfaction)
Yessir there ain't not other way so motherf**k what you say
Y'all had this spot, we took you off the top like a toupee
Them coke's been kick and pushed in this fiasco like Lupe
Back that ass up like Juve, cause the south we givin them (satisfaction)
Ever since I signed with Luda and them, my chances of losing are slim
Y'all talk that smack but copycat and do a movie like him
Yessir my mob got that goodie, as if my group had a kid
We gonna continue to give them a double dose of (satisfaction)

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Shawn Jay]
Yea Fleetwood drop the bomb, when I rhyme it's TNT
That's why my money long as the line at the DMV
When they askin who was that that was snappin I'm that answer dude
Like Snickers bring no nuts no (satisfaction)
I hustle and flow, I done been by my cheese since I was knee high
Weed what you need, hit me I'ma drop off peaches like I'm T.I.
Earvin Johnson gimme that rock and magic cap of Shawn Jay
Dope sold money for (satisfaction)
I been the nigga they can't f**k with, hot but the flow cold
Flip rocks by the boatload O.G. no see see me get tipped off getcha no dough
Zip-loc full of dro tow big glocks on the hip cocked try to play the big shots
Get popped with the four four
Don't be the reason they mopped in the floor for payin me, that (satisfaction)
Fool for a dollar let me get that pop, man I need this cream
Where my cake give me my candles, I got sweet sixteen
Now the kid with the cocaine flow got DTP on his necklace
Now Luda tell them what you think about your invest (satisfacton)

[Chorus - 2X]

Y?all got a problem come see me
I be that Nigga named Luda
Alert, Alert
It?s the At alien intruder
Collage Park water boy spit in the ca cooler
I Jam till they Def
They call me Slick Dick the rula
Women indeed
Keep your eyes closed
Bold flows
Con out them clothes hoes
Low pros low blows
Watch out for them Po Po?s
And I chose to be that number 1 contender
Southern offender
Fucking up your whole agenda
When I walk you try to run
When I run you try to hide
You skate at the snap of my finger
Call me golden glide
It?s you and I
Do or die
Who am I
I got a pocket full of family stones
Cats think I sly
Why try
You one of those niggas that like to cheat death
And I one of them niggas that rip out
Exersions until there are no seats left
You shit and wheat chex
And fart out deep breaths
While we toss darts at the bottom of y?all V-necks
(Who Cris aw that niggas aight that nigga cant fuck wit me though
let me get on tha mic who tha fuck are you)
I be that nigga Bronze Bridges
Playas wanna ball but go on strike
Cause of my pitches
They think I want they bitches
But I don?t want no pigeons
Yet pigeons can scrub my dishes
And y?all don?t want no scrubs
Until y'all pullout ya extensions
Y?all in school detention and never come out
Man I?ll cut your Achilles tenden and put a sock in yo mouth
Cause we the shit in the south
Fate know what I talking about
Ya see we Jack and we Daniel
Y?all Earl and Ralph
Four eyes twirl it out
Lick it dry it send it to flames
Not even Joshua can come to war wit these games
These bitch niggas is lame
And coming down wit the rain
You all wet behind the ears but its
A drought in your brain.
And that?s just simply and plain main
Three W dot shh
Man that dude Luda got some hot shh
Man shut the fuck up
Before you get cut the fuck up
(Hold on man hold on lil buddy ya'll talkin bout shawty man
shawty up on tha radio stations shawty be poppin man man
let his name be known who ya'll talkin about)
I be that nigga that lova lova
I nastier than thinking about your parents
Sex each other
No glove no love
Better tell your dick to run for cover
So when lightning strikes
You?ll be safe wit a few rubbers
If you know what I mean
Not everybody?s Mr. and Mrs. Clean
Some get burned like Freddie Cruggers
Sweat dreams
Girls backing they ass up
Now they 400 Degrees ha
Hot girl
Tryin to give it to niggas up on the block girl
Have you screaming stop girl
I rock worlds
Wit my nine-inch Louisville slugger
Still wonder why they call me Lover Lover
Self explainectorian
Ass valedictorian
I bring them back to the future like a 85 Delorian
The Luda drug Emporian
On the counter descriptions
You like my Diction
And my doctor nurse conventions
Place the stethascope real close to your tittie
And have your butt cheeks Redman
Like Uncle Quilly

Yeah.. we gon' send this one out
to e'rybody that put mo' into they cars than they do they relationship
Let's ride

Two miles an hour, so everybody sees you
It's get out, put my pedal to the flo' and let's roll!

Yesss, 7 cars, 8 cribs and ain't a damn thing changed
I'm still pumpin 10 kickers, still grippin the grain
Still candy in the paint, still ridin them thangs
And most my folks would say I'm happy but I still feel pain
Until I, jump in my ride, that's my only escape
Me and my automobile's got these neighbors screamin, "Gimme a break!"
It's a pity how we turn our city into obstacle courses
Don't be mad cause I can't hold my 500 horses
Lamborghinis and Porsches, Ferraris and Vipers
I'ma wipe the seats witcho' drool then rub the hood with a diaper
Television on the gas tank, the fuel make the ass stank
I MEAN to be rude, my bass tubes are in a glass tank
Go strap your seatbelts on, go put your money up
Go put your life on the line, go put your honey up
Go spread the word, run and tell all the boys
Time to play or better yet it's time to bring out them toys
We goin

Assign your name in the streets (sign your name in the streets)

Yo, one of my ways of releasin tension while I'm releasin some steam
Even if I just put a fresh coat of wax on I'm makin sure the slippers is clean
The 26's is mean, shut down the block, nigga picture the fiends
My system supreme, you can feel the knock, just picture the scene
The chickens just scream, whole crew ballin they sick of my team
We gettin the cream, I'm through hollerin, I'm livin my dream
I'm black with a scheme, won't stop until that fat lady sings
And yeah it's actual and factual what my faculty brings
A car show for whatever we slide and wherever we glide
You can keep your rules and regulations man cause we don't abide
And we lookin alive, Mercedes Benz, 6 or the 5
In a Beamer, Lexus or Ac', we don't know how to act when we drive
And I fiend for the ride, I lay back and lean to the side
Onlookers and turnin heads is all that's seen through his eyes
I'm breezin on by, and no doubt, it's easy to fly
But it's even better when you slow down or ease to the side
and go

I'm ridin up in, GTO's, and fo'-fo'-two's
Grand Prixs, S-S's cause we so so cool
Ridin Regals or the 'llacs, we in Chevelles and Verts
Skylarks, motorcycles, ATV's with the works
Malibus and Camaros, T-Birds and Novas
Escalades, Navigators, Expeditions and Rovers
H-2's and Denalis, pickup trucks with the beams
Crown Vics, Monte Carlos, even Cutlass Supremes
are goin

Assign your name in the streets (sign your name in the streets)

Yeah.. we gon' send this one out
to e'rybody that put mo' into they cars than they do they relationship
Let's ride

Two miles an hour, so everybody sees you
It's get out, put my pedal to the flo' and let's roll!

Yesss, 7 cars, 8 cribs and ain't a damn thing changed
I'm still pumpin 10 kickers, still grippin the grain
Still candy in the paint, still ridin them thangs
And most my folks would say I'm happy but I still feel pain
Until I, jump in my ride, that's my only escape
Me and my automobile's got these neighbors screamin, "Gimme a break!"
It's a pity how we turn our city into obstacle courses
Don't be mad cause I can't hold my 500 horses
Lamborghinis and Porsches, Ferraris and Vipers
I'ma wipe the seats witcho' drool then rub the hood with a diaper
Television on the gas tank, the fuel make the ass stank
I MEAN to be rude, my bass tubes are in a glass tank
Go strap your seatbelts on, go put your money up
Go put your life on the line, go put your honey up
Go spread the word, run and tell all the boys
Time to play or better yet it's time to bring out them toys
We goin

Assign your name in the streets (sign your name in the streets)

Yo, one of my ways of releasin tension while I'm releasin some steam
Even if I just put a fresh coat of wax on I'm makin sure the slippers is clean
The 26's is mean, shut down the block, nigga picture the fiends
My system supreme, you can feel the knock, just picture the scene
The chickens just scream, whole crew ballin they sick of my team
We gettin the cream, I'm through hollerin, I'm livin my dream
I'm black with a scheme, won't stop until that fat lady sings
And yeah it's actual and factual what my faculty brings
A car show for whatever we slide and wherever we glide
You can keep your rules and regulations man cause we don't abide
And we lookin alive, Mercedes Benz, 6 or the 5
In a Beamer, Lexus or Ac', we don't know how to act when we drive
And I fiend for the ride, I lay back and lean to the side
Onlookers and turnin heads is all that's seen through his eyes
I'm breezin on by, and no doubt, it's easy to fly
But it's even better when you slow down or ease to the side
and go

I'm ridin up in, GTO's, and fo'-fo'-two's
Grand Prixs, S-S's cause we so so cool
Ridin Regals or the 'llacs, we in Chevelles and Verts
Skylarks, motorcycles, ATV's with the works
Malibus and Camaros, T-Birds and Novas
Escalades, Navigators, Expeditions and Rovers
H-2's and Denalis, pickup trucks with the beams
Crown Vics, Monte Carlos, even Cutlass Supremes
are goin

Assign your name in the streets (sign your name in the streets)

[Intro: Ludacris]
I still {*7X*}
Tote steel
I still tote steel {*2X*}
I still, ha

[Chorus: Ludacris] + (Bun B)
I still tote steel, give a fuck how you feel
We some southern OG's, Trill Recognize Trill
(All my hustlers keep quiet and my dealers don't slip
Money speaks for itself so we ain't gotta say shit)
I still tote steel, give a fuck how you feel
We some southern OG's, Trill Recognize Trill
(All my hustlers keep quiet and my dealers don't slip
Money speaks for itself so we ain't gotta say shit)

[Bun B]
Bun B is the name, UGK is the click
P-A-T is the city so if you hate, suck a dick
I'm from the land of the trill, from the home of the hard
Where niggaz don't wait to see ya, they bring it to your yard
We ain't never been fraud, we ain't never been lame
So if you wanna get it crackin, every nigga is game
So we can catch a corner, we can catch a square
Any place, any time, I'll be waiting right there
See I give you a bad one and shoot you in the spine
But as soon as you hit your back, my dogs'll eat you alive
All we know is survive, we ain't taking no ails
So before you play with us, you best play with yourself
Cause I'm tired of the tough talk, tired of the mean mug
I'm bout ready to give these buck niggaz a clean slug
Cock back the hammer on the god damn steel
Put a hollow in the middle of his god damn breel, fuck it

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
Talking about the carots in my watch, diamonds in my chain
Who's baddest on the block, What my status in the game
The records that I've sold, Bobby V going gold
And all them number one chart positions that I hold
The money and the wealth, well I'll keep it to myself
But I'm always willing to share the firepower on the shelf
I'm shiny star spanglin, ding-a-ling danglin
Luda the sheet swisha, broke the record of Wilt Chamberlin
I'm College Park rangering, Houston, Tex mangering
So get down or lay down and see these middle finger rings
I'm banging in the east, west, south, all over the map, boy
I do it for myself, my daughter, and all these trap boyz
Lac boyz, candy and paint, paper we stack boy
Semi-automatic so make the click get back boy
Click, since I was born, I been the shit
And money speaks for itself so I ain't never said sheit

[Chorus]

[Bun B]
Niggaz best to start running, hiding, dodging, and ducking
Cause them trill niggaz comin, riding, cocking, and bucking
Bitch you fucking with a monster, a beast like no other
The hardest nigga living since my motherfucking brother
So duck and cover, duck and roll, hit the deck
We coming for money and your motherfucking respect
We ain't taking no checks, money orders or visa's
Your life is on the line so don't motherfucking tease us
You gonna need Jesus to hold you and help ya
Cause you fucking with me, bitch you gonna see helter skelter
That heat gon melt ya, this steel gon gut ya
You lame ass nigga, know ya nolia then fuck ya
Bitch, I stopped giving a damn when Pimp went to the pen
So not everyones associates and nobody's friends
Just make sure to get my ends and nobody gets hurt
Before I put somebody's children under motherfucking dirt, fuck it

[Chorus]

[Intro: Ludacris]
I still {*7X*}
Tote steel
I still tote steel {*2X*}
I still, ha

[Chorus: Ludacris] + (Bun B)
I still tote steel, give a fuck how you feel
We some southern OG's, Trill Recognize Trill
(All my hustlers keep quiet and my dealers don't slip
Money speaks for itself so we ain't gotta say shit)
I still tote steel, give a fuck how you feel
We some southern OG's, Trill Recognize Trill
(All my hustlers keep quiet and my dealers don't slip
Money speaks for itself so we ain't gotta say shit)

[Bun B]
Bun B is the name, UGK is the click
P-A-T is the city so if you hate, suck a dick
I'm from the land of the trill, from the home of the hard
Where niggaz don't wait to see ya, they bring it to your yard
We ain't never been fraud, we ain't never been lame
So if you wanna get it crackin, every nigga is game
So we can catch a corner, we can catch a square
Any place, any time, I'll be waiting right there
See I give you a bad one and shoot you in the spine
But as soon as you hit your back, my dogs'll eat you alive
All we know is survive, we ain't taking no ails
So before you play with us, you best play with yourself
Cause I'm tired of the tough talk, tired of the mean mug
I'm bout ready to give these buck niggaz a clean slug
Cock back the hammer on the god damn steel
Put a hollow in the middle of his god damn breel, fuck it

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
Talking about the carots in my watch, diamonds in my chain
Who's baddest on the block, What my status in the game
The records that I've sold, Bobby V going gold
And all them number one chart positions that I hold
The money and the wealth, well I'll keep it to myself
But I'm always willing to share the firepower on the shelf
I'm shiny star spanglin, ding-a-ling danglin
Luda the sheet swisha, broke the record of Wilt Chamberlin
I'm College Park rangering, Houston, Tex mangering
So get down or lay down and see these middle finger rings
I'm banging in the east, west, south, all over the map, boy
I do it for myself, my daughter, and all these trap boyz
Lac boyz, candy and paint, paper we stack boy
Semi-automatic so make the click get back boy
Click, since I was born, I been the shit
And money speaks for itself so I ain't never said sheit

[Chorus]

[Bun B]
Niggaz best to start running, hiding, dodging, and ducking
Cause them trill niggaz comin, riding, cocking, and bucking
Bitch you fucking with a monster, a beast like no other
The hardest nigga living since my motherfucking brother
So duck and cover, duck and roll, hit the deck
We coming for money and your motherfucking respect
We ain't taking no checks, money orders or visa's
Your life is on the line so don't motherfucking tease us
You gonna need Jesus to hold you and help ya
Cause you fucking with me, bitch you gonna see helter skelter
That heat gon melt ya, this steel gon gut ya
You lame ass nigga, know ya nolia then fuck ya
Bitch, I stopped giving a damn when Pimp went to the pen
So not everyones associates and nobody's friends
Just make sure to get my ends and nobody gets hurt
Before I put somebody's children under motherfucking dirt, fuck it

[Chorus]

I know you want me
I made it obvious that I want you too
So put it on me
Let's remove the space between me and you
Now rock your body (oooh)
Damn I like the way that you move
So give it to me (oooo oooh)
Cause I already know what you wanna do

Here's the situation
Been to every nation
Nobody's ever made me feel the way that you do
You know my motivation
Given my reputation
Please excuse me I don't mean to be rude

But tonight I'm loving you
Oh you know
That tonight I'm loving you
Oh you know
That tonight I'm loving you
Oh you know
That tonight I'm loving you
Oh you know

You're so damn pretty
if I had a type then baby it'd be you
I know you're ready
if I never lied, then baby you'd be the truth

Here's the situation
Been to every nation
Nobody's ever made me feel the way that you do
You know my motivation
Given my reputation
Please excuse me I don't mean to be rude

But tonight I'm loving you
Oh you know
That tonight I'm loving you
Oh you know
That tonight I'm loving you

Oh you know
That tonight I'm loving you
Oh you know

LUDA..
Tonight I'm gonna do
Everything that I want with you
Everything that you need
Everything that you want I wanna honey
I wanna stunt with you
From the window
To the wall
Gonna give you, my all
Winter and summertime
When I get you on the springs
Imma make you fall
You got that body
That make me wanna get on the boat
Just to see you dance
And I love the way you shake that ass
Turn around and let me see them pants
You stuck with me
I'm stuck with you
Lets find something to do
(Please) excuse me
I don't mean to be rude

But tonight I'm loving you
Oh you know
That tonight I'm loving you
Oh you know
That tonight I'm loving you
Oh you know
That tonight I'm loving you
Oh you know
That tonight I'm loving you
That tonight I'm loving you

Ain't this what you came for
Don't you wish you came, oh
Girl what you're playing for
Come on, let me kiss that
Ooh, I know you miss that
What's wrong, let me fix that
Twist that

Baby, tonight's the night I let you know
Baby, tonight's the night we lose control
Baby, tonight you need that, tonight believe that
Tonight i'll be the best you ever had

I don't wanna brag, but i'll be
The best you ever had

I don't wanna brag, but i'll be
The best you ever had

I hit you with the best flow,
Freestlying in the restroom
Til you blowing cigarette smoke
And now the bad's gone
So what we gon' do now
F-ck it, round two now

Work it out, then we cool down
Cool down

Baby, tonight's the night I let you know
Baby, tonight's the night we lose control
Baby, tonight you need that, tonight believe that
Tonight i'll be the best you ever had

I don't wanna brag, but i'll be
The best you ever had

I don't wanna brag, but i'll be
The best you ever had

[Ludacris Rap Verse]

Baby, tonight's the night I let you know
Baby, tonight's the night we lose control
Baby, tonight you need that, tonight believe that
Tonight i'll be the best you ever had

I don't wanna brag, but i'll be
The best you ever had

I don't wanna brag, but i'll be
The best you ever had

This Friday performing live
At the civic center
You heard him on Phat Rabbit wit Timbaland.

"I be that... named Luda AKA L.O.V.A."

You heard him wit Jermaine Dupri on Sony PlayStation's John Matten 2000
Now, now, now see him perform live at the civic center
For 3 shows only
It's Ludacris
Tickets for the first show are not available
Because it's Sold Out
Tickets for the second show (are not available)
You got it right, Sold Out
And Tickets for the 3rd & final show have been Sold Out.

So hold up. What the fuck am I doin' this shit for?

[Ludacris]
I got five kisses, where you want 'em at?
Either of yo' lips, yo' ears, yo' neck, yo' stomach or yo' back
Yo' inner thigh, right on yo' kneecap or yo' belly button
These other guys be out here talkin but they steady frontin
They don't know what they want, that's why I tell you put yo' trust in me
Share all yo' secrets, yo' desires and yo' fantasies
I ain't gon' tell nobody baby, I'm an only child
I'll keep it to myself cause all I wanna do is see you smile
Knowin that you got someone to talk to, ain't that what you want?
I'll be yo' lover, yo' provider and yo' confidant
And I won't judge you cause I know that ain't nobody perfect
But you got some perfect imperfections and that makes you worth it
I wanna see yo' body in all of the positions that you like it in
We could do it slow or have some drinks and it gets enticin when
You like it rough and I give it rough and start to pull yo' hair
Cause ecstasy's yo' destination and I'ma take you there
Tell me a secret baby

[Chorus: Ne-Yo]
Tell me somethin that nobody else knows
Girl don't think about it, just soon as the door cloooose
Tell me a secret baby
Tell, tell, tell me a secret baby
Oooh, show me somethin that nobody else sees (ayyy)
Tell me all the things that you would do if it was you and me
Tell me a secret baby
Tell, tell, tell me a secret baby

[Ludacris]
It ain't nobody in the universe that competes with you
Imagine the possibilities and all the little freaky thangs that we could do
Blindfolded handcuffed to the headboard, never let you go until you scream my name
Maybe you think I'm playin but this is really far from a motherfuckin game
Ain't a damn thang change still nasty as I wanna, be
And I got just what you been lookin for baby girl you wanna, see
It'll turn you on and it's gonna be on soon as I take it off
Just give me yo' body, it's guaranteed that I'ma break it off
Off off off, off until the sunrise
And I'm not here to disappoint, just give me one try
One kiss, one pinch and you could take or leave it
But before you make up your mind just tell me one secret
Ne-Yo, holla at 'em

[Chorus]

[Ne-Yo]
Said we can talk about your fantasy
And ain't nobody gotta know but me
Baby c'mon and make this move if you're gonna
Baby we grown, we can do what we wanna, hey
Said you can tell me what you like to do
Baby girl you never know, I may like it too
Baby c'mon and make this move if you're gonna
Baby we grown, we can do what we wanna, ayyyyy

[Chorus] w/ Ne-Yo ad libs

[Ne-Yo]
Whoa-ohhh-ohhh-ohhhh
Whoa-ohhh-ohhh-ohhhh
Oooh-ooooh, oh yeah
Mmm, tell me a secret yeah
Whoa-ohhh-ohhh-ohhhh
Whoa-ohhh-ohhh-ohhhh
Oooh-ooooh

HJK&TG

[Ludacris]
I got five kisses, where you want 'em at?
Either of yo' lips, yo' ears, yo' neck, yo' stomach or yo' back
Yo' inner thigh, right on yo' kneecap or yo' belly button
These other guys be out here talkin but they steady frontin
They don't know what they want, that's why I tell you put yo' trust in me
Share all yo' secrets, yo' desires and yo' fantasies
I ain't gon' tell nobody baby, I'm an only child
I'll keep it to myself cause all I wanna do is see you smile
Knowin that you got someone to talk to, ain't that what you want?
I'll be yo' lover, yo' provider and yo' confidant
And I won't judge you cause I know that ain't nobody perfect
But you got some perfect imperfections and that makes you worth it
I wanna see yo' body in all of the positions that you like it in
We could do it slow or have some drinks and it gets enticin when
You like it rough and I give it rough and start to pull yo' hair
Cause ecstasy's yo' destination and I'ma take you there
Tell me a secret baby

[Chorus: Ne-Yo]
Tell me somethin that nobody else knows
Girl don't think about it, just soon as the door cloooose
Tell me a secret baby
Tell, tell, tell me a secret baby
Oooh, show me somethin that nobody else sees (ayyy)
Tell me all the things that you would do if it was you and me
Tell me a secret baby
Tell, tell, tell me a secret baby

[Ludacris]
It ain't nobody in the universe that competes with you
Imagine the possibilities and all the little freaky thangs that we could do
Blindfolded handcuffed to the headboard, never let you go until you scream my name
Maybe you think I'm playin but this is really far from a motherfuckin game
Ain't a damn thang change still nasty as I wanna, be
And I got just what you been lookin for baby girl you wanna, see
It'll turn you on and it's gonna be on soon as I take it off
Just give me yo' body, it's guaranteed that I'ma break it off
Off off off, off until the sunrise
And I'm not here to disappoint, just give me one try
One kiss, one pinch and you could take or leave it
But before you make up your mind just tell me one secret
Ne-Yo, holla at 'em

[Chorus]

[Ne-Yo]
Said we can talk about your fantasy
And ain't nobody gotta know but me
Baby c'mon and make this move if you're gonna
Baby we grown, we can do what we wanna, hey
Said you can tell me what you like to do
Baby girl you never know, I may like it too
Baby c'mon and make this move if you're gonna
Baby we grown, we can do what we wanna, ayyyyy

[Chorus] w/ Ne-Yo ad libs

[Ne-Yo]
Whoa-ohhh-ohhh-ohhhh
Whoa-ohhh-ohhh-ohhhh
Oooh-ooooh, oh yeah
Mmm, tell me a secret yeah
Whoa-ohhh-ohhh-ohhhh
Whoa-ohhh-ohhh-ohhhh
Oooh-ooooh

HJK&TG

[Verse 1]
Things ain't always what they seem or cracked up to be
Like all these fakin' ass rappers in this industry
Talkin' bout what they got, and they ain't got a damn thang
How you own three cars, but you don't own ya own name?
Get ya business right boys, the first class is in session
Get a entertainment lawyer in the music profession
Start up ya own company, trademark the name
That's gon' run ya bout a grand so start savin' ya change
Open a bank account quick, and then follow these steps
Sign yourself to yourself and start signin' ya own checks
Hit the booth and start recording at the speed of need
Whatever gets ya juices flowin' could be speed or weed
Get it mixed and mastered, pressed up and plastered
Sell it to ya whole hood out the trunk, ya bastard!
Show all the non-believers what you destined to be
And in just a couple years you could be rich like me

[Hook]
But I can't hold my tounge
I'ma tell it like it is
This biz ain't all fun
I'ma tell it like it is
Give it to ya straight, no chase
I'ma tell it like it is
Look you straight in yo face
And I'ma tell it like it is

I can't hold my tounge
I'ma tell it like it is
This biz ain't all fun
I'ma tell it like it is
Give it to ya straight, no chase
I'ma tell it like it is
Look you straight in yo face
And I'ma tell it like it is

[Verse 2]
See, mostly all your favorite artists got some serious problems
The money could be the problem, but money can't solve 'em
Some get addicted to drugs and flat out lazy
Some taste a little fame and go flat out crazy
I'm close 'cause those close wanna live off my fame
And that type of shit alone will drive a nigga insane
Not to mention all the vultures, the scandelous promoters
Crabs will try to sue ya, magazines will misquote ya
Most of these label-heads, they don't care nothin' about ya
If you stop sellin' records, they'll act like they don't know ya
It's hard mixin' business with pleasure, so don't play
Me and my crew argue and fight like every other day
Rappers ain't above the law, but our life is so fast
That we got a Special Task Force of police on our ass
All that, and this is really just the start of it


Hip Hop, you really wanna be a part of it?

[Hook]
I can't hold my tounge
I'ma tell it like it is
This biz ain't all fun
I'ma tell it like it is
Give it to ya straight, no chase
I'ma tell it like it is
Look you straight in yo face
And I'ma tell it like it is

I can't hold my tounge
I'ma tell it like it is
Man this biz ain't all fun
I'ma tell it like it is
I'ma give it to ya straight, no chase
I'ma tell it like it is
Look you straight in yo face
And I'ma tell it like it is

[Verse 3]
What's worse than havin' no money is havin' it and losin' it
What's worse than havin' some money is grabbin' and abusin' it
We never took no money from Chingy, thought I was cool wit him
I wish his ass well, but I don't want nothin' to do with him!
Some don't own they publishin', me I never fool wit 'em
I'm down for my artists, try my best to stay true to 'em
'Cause outside my label competition is irrelevant
Unless I'm still in competition with my president
And believe that I'm supportin' the Hova
Cause the industry's shady, it needs to be taken over'
But the first rule to accumalation of wealth
Is Don't trust nobody but ya God damned self!

[Hook]
I can't hold my tounge
I'ma tell it like it is
Man this biz ain't all fun
I'ma tell it like it is
I'm give it to ya straight, no chase
I'ma tell it like it is
Look you straight in yo face
And I'ma tell it like it is

I said I can't hold my tounge
I'ma tell it like it is
This biz ain't all fun
I'ma tell it like it is
Give it to ya straight, no chase
I'ma tell it like it is
Look you straight in yo face
And I'ma tell it like it is

[Chorus]
HEY, we gonna be havin some fun and (ca, ca, ca)
Cause two is better than one and (some, some, some)
Somebody kill the lights
We doin freaky (freaky) (freaky) freaky shit tonight (YAY)

[Verse 1]
Double the pleasures, like double the fun
How many licks does it take the center of a Ludapop, double the tongue
Who knows, plus I gotta undress 'em, caress 'em, bless 'em
steady keep 'em guessin, if that doesn't impress 'em
then slowly move on to the second lesson
WHOA! panties droppin, body rockin, Magnum's proppin
It's eight cheeks and fo' titties, y'all better hand me somethin
Hey ladies (whoa) on your mark get ready get set go
Play for hours in and out the shower
This dick powered we in CONTROL

[Chorus] - 2X

[Verse 2]
Six hands grippin the sheets, thirty toes that curl
What in the world is goin on, to the break a, break a dawn
with that man and them girls
Cause three hearts are beatin fast, but only two people screamin
We comin together for one cause, other than hear ourselves breathin
Get in the game and start workin it out and diggin it out
Now lean to the side, throw a dick in your mouth
You gotta get in the groove, you got nothin to lose
So don't move 'til you figured it out
And keep makin that face, while I'm rubbin them spots
And we can take turns, while the other one watch
And see how good she be takin them shots
And wake up the hood, 'til they callin the cops, mayn

[Chorus] - 2X

[Verse 3]
Now I'm ready to rock, so you can get your tools and you can start the ignition
I'm grabbin perms, wigs, weaves, ponytails and extensions
Not to mention it's gonna get HOT, better come ready to SWEAT
I make women come harder than jacuzzi jets
And I'm willin to bet that I be keepin it wet, cause I feel ya
little bit of ring in the neck it won't kill ya
Put me on the top or the bottom and I'll drill ya
Givin how you wanted to get it to fulfill ya
And I'll pill ya back to back
So get ready for the mack attack
That got me thinkin they some acrobats
The way they puttin it from sack to sack, cause the mack is back
and I'm gone

[Dial Tone]
[Numbers being pressed]
Hello, Thank you for calling Disturbing Tha Peace.
To help expodate your call,
please listen carefully to the following options.
If you're calling to listen to a demo tape, press 1.
If you're calling regarding a job, press 2.
If you're calling to borrow money, press 3.
If you're calling to find the nearest weed spot in your area,
press 4.
If you're out of alcohol on Sunday, press 5.
If you need a ho for the evening, press 6.

7.
[Number gets pressed]
You've just pressed 7.
You've been victimized
and introduced to a moral crime
known as t baggin'.

hung out with

Thank you for
calling.
Good luck.
Goodbye.

(phone rings)

[Ludacris]
Hello?

[Woman]
Baby you will not believe this
This nigga ain't been home in three days
His kids runnin all over my house
I don't know what to do
He comes in and out the house all times of the night
His girls keep calling my phone
They blowing it up calling back and forth wanting to cuss at me
I can't take this no more
I'm not sittin up in this house no more
He can have this
I need to come see you baby
Can I please come see you baby?

[Chorus: Ludacris]
One, here's what you do
Now my name's Ludacris but please meet my crew
Two, say, there's no time to play
Bring a box of Magnums and get blown away, hey
Three, there's no changing me
I'm a pimp for most and it's plain to see
Four, I'm so glad if he made you mad
I know a way to get back that'll make you glad, you heard?

[Ludacris]
Hello?

[Woman]
Cris, I just caught this motherfucker cheating with my best friend
I cannot believe this shit

[Verse 1: Ludacris]
Oh, it's no time to fret
Come quick with my favorite bra and panty set
Yep, oh, bust through the door
Slide off the mink coat and throw it on the floor
Oh, yep, climb up the stairs
Keep your high heels on and let down your hair
Yep, oh, let me grease them thighs
Then turn it on around and get a back massage
Oh, yep, 'cause I aim to please
We can take our little time it ain't a thing to me
Yep, oh, I'm just along for the ride
So turn this way and let me kiss down the side
Oh, yep, and then it's off with your garments
And please hold on while we shake the apartment
Yep, oh, and pop a bobble of bub
And before we go again we can jump in the tub, yea

[Woman]
Thank you baby, I needed that
So when we gonna do this again?

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
Hello?

[Woman]
Cris, this nigga's stressin me
I gotta get away
I just need some time away right now
Boo, can you please come see me?

[Verse 2: Ludacris]
Wait, no need to explain
I got a first-class ticket, just get on the plane
Yep, oh, and do your gangster strut
There'll be a stretch limousine that'll pick you up
Oh, yep, bring it straight to me
I'll be on the top floor, hit the penthouse suite
Yep, oh, come on out your threads
And get wet, the shower got about fifty heads
Oh, yep, blow a sack with me
And head come on outside to the balcony
Yep, oh, you're a popular girl
But I'd like to introduce you to the top of the world
Oh, yep, and let the games begin
Don't you love the way the breeze just hits your skin
Yep, oh, before we do it again
Hold tight and I can call up a couple of friends, yep

[Woman]
Thank you baby
You're always there when I need you
I love you for that

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
Hello?

[Woman]
Ay, estoy cansada ese negro
Solo que perder este pendejo

[Verse 3: Ludacris]
Oh, wipe your tears away
Give your boy 10 minutes 'cause I'm on my way
Yep, oh, and quit the whoopty whoop
'Cause I bet you never rolled in a Bentley coupe
Oh, yep, the inside is snug
Take your boots off and baby put your feet on the rug
Yep, oh, and put the drinks aside
Just lay back kick it and enjoy the ride
Oh, yep, let the speakers bleed
And I hope you don't mind if I increase the speed
Yep, oh, feel the engine thrust
Let it flow through your body, your adrenaline rush
Oh, yep, I know it turns you on
Feeling like you're in a place where you really belong
Yep, oh, go and grab your clutch
And I can make you come again without a single touch, uh

[Woman]
Ay, gracias por todo papi
Ay, te amo papi

[Chorus]

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa (why you lie to me)
Whoa whoa whoa (you was everything I needed)
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa (I can't go on) (I gotta know when it is true)
Sweet lies, girl (listen)
(Verse one)
My stomach aches and sweat in my palms
This is so sudden (what I'm supposed to do?)
I thought that love calls between our hearts
We're truly touching (be careful what you ask for)
(B-Section)
One day I'll meet that special girl
Just for me
She'll have open ears
She won't ignore me
I'll bet I'll meet some special girl
She'll save the day
And she'll get it (ohhhhhhh)
When I say girl
(Hook)
I don't want to go on
In this life
Wondering why
Why
I'd rather the bitter truth
When it comes to you
Than those sweet lies
Lies (sweet lies)
(Verse Two)
Why oh why this song
Don't you love me (I love you, put that on everything)
Well maybe where I went wrong
Was callin you honey (shorty, shawty, don't matter)
(B-Section)
One day I'll meet that special girl
Just for me
She'll have open ears
She won't ignore me
I'll bet I'll meet some special girl
She'll save the day
And she'll get it (ohhhhhhh)
When I say girl
(Hook)
I don't want to go on
In this life
Wondering why
Why
I'd rather the bitter truth
When it comes to you
Than those sweet lies
Lies (sweet lies)
(Bridge)
Ohhhhhhh (what I'm supposed to do)
Ohhhhhhh (sit around herea ll day thinking about this)
(man please)
Ohhhhhhh (I'm lacing up my bathing apes)
Then I'm out
I'm out to night
You'll see
(Verse 3)
I bet it was sweet on your lips
When you told me (let me show you)
Ayay (it hurt me)
My heart is just twisting slowly
(I let you do) no one to hold me
(B-Section)
One day I'll meet that special girl
Just for me
She'll have open ears
She won't ignore me
I'll bet I'll meet some special girl
She'll save the day
And she'll get it (ohhhhhhh)
When I say girl
(Hook)
I don't want to go on
In this life
Wondering why
Why
I'd rather the bitter truth
When it comes to you
Than those sweet lies
Lies (sweet lies)
Vanessa Marquez:
I'm sorry I messed up on you, baby
Usher:
I heard it a million times, baby
Don't you lie to me, baby
Vanessa Marquez:
And I promise I won't lie to you again
Usher:
Don't you lie, don't you lie to me baby (yeah)
Woahhhh

Damn man I cant believe them hoes aint come over here man
Nigga I can, you told them hoes the truth
You never tell hoes the truth ::ring ring::
Man check the caller id, man it's rich girls the Buckhead girls yeah yeah
Now gimme the phone and let me show you how to do it deep voice deep voice
What up
ohhh why you talkin like that
man fuck all that yall coming through
Yeah we might I saw you blinging last night .
Yeah thirty karot, paid for.
Hey hey nigga you wearing my mutherfucking chain again?
Ah this the bodyguard trippin. Nigga imma whup your mutherfucking ass nigga
Get off the phone nigga. Yall coming through though?
I don't know I don't be feeling like drivin
Oh shorty I got you. The new Benz truck
hey hey you took that rent a car back man we need (shut the fuck up) man we
need to take that shit back for real.
Shut the..man Look anyway baby yall coming through or what?
Man I don't know who all live there?
Bitch this my house
Mama, mama I'm on the phone.
Hello who on the phone get off the damn phone
And clean yo damn room tell him to stop wearing my damn chain,
and stop wearing your brother's damn chain.. who the hell car is in my driveway
Oh hell no
Ah oooh noo

Damn man I cant believe them hoes aint come over here man
Nigga I can, you told them hoes the truth
You never tell hoes the truth ::ring ring::
Man check the caller id, man it's rich girls the Buckhead girls yeah yeah
Now gimme the phone and let me show you how to do it deep voice deep voice
What up
ohhh why you talkin like that
man fuck all that yall coming through
Yeah we might I saw you blinging last night .
Yeah thirty karot, paid for.
Hey hey nigga you wearing my mutherfucking chain again?
Ah this the bodyguard trippin. Nigga imma whup your mutherfucking ass nigga
Get off the phone nigga. Yall coming through though?
I don't know I don't be feeling like drivin
Oh shorty I got you. The new Benz truck
hey hey you took that rent a car back man we need (shut the fuck up) man we
need to take that shit back for real.
Shut the..man Look anyway baby yall coming through or what?
Man I don't know who all live there?
Bitch this my house
Mama, mama I'm on the phone.
Hello who on the phone get off the damn phone
And clean yo damn room tell him to stop wearing my damn chain,
and stop wearing your brother's damn chain.. who the hell car is in my driveway
Oh hell no
Ah oooh noo

Mama always told me
Baby, you gotta walk by faith
And not by sight
Real talk, you gotta listen
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, yeah

Oh, listen to me now, I'm gonna say it loud
So you won't be confused 'bout what we talkin' 'bout
I been through the storm, had dirt on my name
I'm still holding on, champion of the game
(They said)

Whatever, don't kill, you make you stronger
Well, I must be the world's strongest woman
See I done, done a whole lotta growin'
Everything you say, I'm already knowin'
'Cause I

I been up against ropes
Everything you're going through
I been there before, seen them all come
And I seen them all go

You can bet your last that
My head won't hit the floor, never
And I'm still standing, standing, standing, standing
I'm still standing, standing, standing, standing

I had a lover take his own in front of me
I asked God, why is this happening to me?
But I didn't fold, I held my own
And now I'm deep in love with who I belong
(This is my life)

They say with age comes wisdom
And the white flag, I can't give 'em
Tryin' to tell you how it's s'posed to be
See, this is more than just a song to me
'Cause I

I been up against ropes
Everything you're going through
I been there before, seen them all come
And I seen them all go

You can bet your last that
My head won't hit the floor, never
And I'm still standing, standing, standing, standing
I'm still standing, standing, standing, standing

I'm unbreakable, baby
Luda, yeah, it's a family affair
I may have done the things they say I did
But I'm not who they say I am

Try to throw my name in the dirt
But I really don't give a damn
I'm still standing like the statue of liberty
And I put my name in the history books
So you'll forever remember me

Remember me as the toughest warrior
Or the ultimate fighter
'Cause I'm the truth and nothing but
It's like my hands on the bible
And it's the survival of the fittest

The realest, it's not a facade
Still standing on my two feet
'Cause I'm a child of God
Do something

I been up against ropes
Everything you're going through
I been there before, seen them all come
And I seen them all go

You can bet your last that
My head won't hit the floor, never
And I'm still standing, standing, standing, standing
I'm still standing, standing, standing, standing

I been up against ropes
Everything you're going through
I been there before, seen them all come
And I seen them all go

You can bet your last that
My head won't hit the floor, never
And I'm still standing, standing, standing, standing
I'm still standing, standing, standing, standing

I'm not gonna give up, never
Come too far to look back, oh
Oh, ohh, I been there before
I've seen it, I've seen it, I've done it
I've done it, I'm done, let me live my life now

I let it go, I let God, I let it go, and I let God
Don't hate me now
I ain't who I used to be no more

I'm still standing, I'm still standing
I'm still standing, oh, I'm still standing
I'm still standing, you can't take this joy away

Yeah nigga got that Ludacris
Got that UGK that Disturbing the Peace Click
And you know what i'm tired of?
I'm tired of these flashing ass flossing ass niggas
So if you see one you know what you do?

Stick em up stick em up bitch stick em up
Put ya hands up where I can see em see em see em
Stick em up stick em up bitch stick em up
Target niggas wouldn't wanna be em be em be em

Uh, I want the money and the power they hittin me every hour
For the silt resin powder chasing them dirty dollars
I'm from Texas nigga it get hectic nigga
People depending on me I can't neglect it niggas
Cause the game is deeper than just working off the beeper
If the paper ain't right then we calling a sweeper
To clean up the problems and straighten the mess
So nigga come wit ya pistol and nigga come wit ya vest
This ain't the east or the west the 'bama weed or the stress
I'm young pimpathal author and we done passed the test
And we smoking the best everywhere that we go
And when our records come out them bitches sell out the sto'
Stayin throat on the 'dro and keep that thang on the flo'
Want my momey up front when we come for the show
Y'all can play wit ya paper but i'm dyin for mine
So while y'all buying them watches i'ma stay on the grind
Fuck Nigga

Hallow laid hollow sprayed I'm the hollow man
I get to my fuckin point wit my hollow plan
Hollow bullets I pull it i'm about to live in vain
And then I drill em refill em make sure they feel the pain
It's mighty strange how your peephole is my fuckin gauge
Catch you in concert and then wipe you

[Intro]
Stand Up! Stand Up!
Stand Up! Stand Up!

[Chorus:Ludacris and (Shawna)x2]
When I move you move ( just like that?)
When I move you move ( just like that?)
When I move you move ( just like that?)
Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!

(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!)


[Verse - 1]
How you ain't gon' Fuck, bitch I'm me?
I'm the GOD Damn reason you in VIP
CEO you don't have to see ID
I'm young,wild,and strapped like Chi-Ali
BLAOW! we ain't got nothing to worry about
whoop ass let security carry em out
watch out for the medallion my diamonds are wreckless
Feels like a midget is hanging from my neckless
I pulled up wit a million trucks
Looking, smelling, feeling like a million bucks-ahh!
Pass the bottles, the heat is on
We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech and Chong
What's wrong?! The club and moon is full
And I'm lookin for a THICK young lady to pull
one sure shot way to get em outta them pants
Take note to the brand new dance,like this

[Chorus]

[Verse - 2]
Go on wit ya big ass! lemme see something
Tell ya little friend he can quit mean mugging
I'm lit and I don't care what no one thinks
But where the fuck is the waitresses at wit my drinks?!
My people outside and they can't get in
we gon' rush the back door and break em in
The owner already pissed cause we sorta late
But our time and our clothes gotta coordinate
Most girls lookin right some lookin a mess
That's why they spilling drinks all over ya dress
But Louis Vuitton bras all over ya breasts
Got me wanting to put hickies all over ya chest-ahh
C'mon we gon party tonight
Y'all use mouth to mouth bring the party to life
DOn't be scurred,show another part of your life
The more drinks in your system the harder to fight!

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
Stand Up! Stand Up!
Stand Up! Stand Up!

[Verse - 3]
damn right the Fire Marshall wanna shut us down
Get us out so someone can gun us down
we was two songs away from getting some cutta
Now we one song away from tearing da club up
Move over! Luda got something to say
Do it now cause 'tomorrow' ain't promised 'today'
work wit me! Let;s become one wit the beat
And don't worry bout me steppin all over ya feet

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Stand Up! Stand Up!
Stand Up! Stand Up!
Stand Up! ( just like that? )
Stand Up! ( just like that? )
Stand Up! Stand Up!

[Intro]
Stand Up! Stand Up!
Stand Up! Stand Up!

[Chorus:Ludacris and (Shawna)x2]
When I move you move ( just like that?)
When I move you move ( just like that?)
When I move you move ( just like that?)
Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!

(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!)


[Verse - 1]
How you ain't gon' Fuck, bitch I'm me?
I'm the GOD Damn reason you in VIP
CEO you don't have to see ID
I'm young,wild,and strapped like Chi-Ali
BLAOW! we ain't got nothing to worry about
whoop ass let security carry em out
watch out for the medallion my diamonds are wreckless
Feels like a midget is hanging from my neckless
I pulled up wit a million trucks
Looking, smelling, feeling like a million bucks-ahh!
Pass the bottles, the heat is on
We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech and Chong
What's wrong?! The club and moon is full
And I'm lookin for a THICK young lady to pull
one sure shot way to get em outta them pants
Take note to the brand new dance,like this

[Chorus]

[Verse - 2]
Go on wit ya big ass! lemme see something
Tell ya little friend he can quit mean mugging
I'm lit and I don't care what no one thinks
But where the fuck is the waitresses at wit my drinks?!
My people outside and they can't get in
we gon' rush the back door and break em in
The owner already pissed cause we sorta late
But our time and our clothes gotta coordinate
Most girls lookin right some lookin a mess
That's why they spilling drinks all over ya dress
But Louis Vuitton bras all over ya breasts
Got me wanting to put hickies all over ya chest-ahh
C'mon we gon party tonight
Y'all use mouth to mouth bring the party to life
DOn't be scurred,show another part of your life
The more drinks in your system the harder to fight!

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
Stand Up! Stand Up!
Stand Up! Stand Up!

[Verse - 3]
damn right the Fire Marshall wanna shut us down
Get us out so someone can gun us down
we was two songs away from getting some cutta
Now we one song away from tearing da club up
Move over! Luda got something to say
Do it now cause 'tomorrow' ain't promised 'today'
work wit me! Let;s become one wit the beat
And don't worry bout me steppin all over ya feet

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Stand Up! Stand Up!
Stand Up! Stand Up!
Stand Up! ( just like that? )
Stand Up! ( just like that? )
Stand Up! Stand Up!

[Intro]
Stand Up! Stand Up!
Stand Up! Stand Up!

[Chorus:Ludacris and (Shawna)x2]
When I move you move ( just like that?)
When I move you move ( just like that?)
When I move you move ( just like that?)
Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!

(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!)


[Verse - 1]
How you ain't gon' Fuck, bitch I'm me?
I'm the GOD Damn reason you in VIP
CEO you don't have to see ID
I'm young,wild,and strapped like Chi-Ali
BLAOW! we ain't got nothing to worry about
whoop ass let security carry em out
watch out for the medallion my diamonds are wreckless
Feels like a midget is hanging from my neckless
I pulled up wit a million trucks
Looking, smelling, feeling like a million bucks-ahh!
Pass the bottles, the heat is on
We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech and Chong
What's wrong?! The club and moon is full
And I'm lookin for a THICK young lady to pull
one sure shot way to get em outta them pants
Take note to the brand new dance,like this

[Chorus]

[Verse - 2]
Go on wit ya big ass! lemme see something
Tell ya little friend he can quit mean mugging
I'm lit and I don't care what no one thinks
But where the fuck is the waitresses at wit my drinks?!
My people outside and they can't get in
we gon' rush the back door and break em in
The owner already pissed cause we sorta late
But our time and our clothes gotta coordinate
Most girls lookin right some lookin a mess
That's why they spilling drinks all over ya dress
But Louis Vuitton bras all over ya breasts
Got me wanting to put hickies all over ya chest-ahh
C'mon we gon party tonight
Y'all use mouth to mouth bring the party to life
DOn't be scurred,show another part of your life
The more drinks in your system the harder to fight!

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
Stand Up! Stand Up!
Stand Up! Stand Up!

[Verse - 3]
damn right the Fire Marshall wanna shut us down
Get us out so someone can gun us down
we was two songs away from getting some cutta
Now we one song away from tearing da club up
Move over! Luda got something to say
Do it now cause 'tomorrow' ain't promised 'today'
work wit me! Let;s become one wit the beat
And don't worry bout me steppin all over ya feet

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Stand Up! Stand Up!
Stand Up! Stand Up!
Stand Up! ( just like that? )
Stand Up! ( just like that? )
Stand Up! Stand Up!

[Intro]
Stand Up! Stand Up!
Stand Up! Stand Up!

[Chorus:Ludacris and (Shawna)x2]
When I move you move ( just like that?)
When I move you move ( just like that?)
When I move you move ( just like that?)
Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!

(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!)


[Verse - 1]
How you ain't gon' Fuck, bitch I'm me?
I'm the GOD Damn reason you in VIP
CEO you don't have to see ID
I'm young,wild,and strapped like Chi-Ali
BLAOW! we ain't got nothing to worry about
whoop ass let security carry em out
watch out for the medallion my diamonds are wreckless
Feels like a midget is hanging from my neckless
I pulled up wit a million trucks
Looking, smelling, feeling like a million bucks-ahh!
Pass the bottles, the heat is on
We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech and Chong
What's wrong?! The club and moon is full
And I'm lookin for a THICK young lady to pull
one sure shot way to get em outta them pants
Take note to the brand new dance,like this

[Chorus]

[Verse - 2]
Go on wit ya big ass! lemme see something
Tell ya little friend he can quit mean mugging
I'm lit and I don't care what no one thinks
But where the fuck is the waitresses at wit my drinks?!
My people outside and they can't get in
we gon' rush the back door and break em in
The owner already pissed cause we sorta late
But our time and our clothes gotta coordinate
Most girls lookin right some lookin a mess
That's why they spilling drinks all over ya dress
But Louis Vuitton bras all over ya breasts
Got me wanting to put hickies all over ya chest-ahh
C'mon we gon party tonight
Y'all use mouth to mouth bring the party to life
DOn't be scurred,show another part of your life
The more drinks in your system the harder to fight!

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
Stand Up! Stand Up!
Stand Up! Stand Up!

[Verse - 3]
damn right the Fire Marshall wanna shut us down
Get us out so someone can gun us down
we was two songs away from getting some cutta
Now we one song away from tearing da club up
Move over! Luda got something to say
Do it now cause 'tomorrow' ain't promised 'today'
work wit me! Let;s become one wit the beat
And don't worry bout me steppin all over ya feet

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Stand Up! Stand Up!
Stand Up! Stand Up!
Stand Up! ( just like that? )
Stand Up! ( just like that? )
Stand Up! Stand Up!

Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! Stand up!

When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!)

How you ain't gon' FUCK! Bitch out me?
I'm the goddamn reason you in VIP
CEO you don't have to see ID
I'm young, wild, and strapped like Chi-Ali
BLAOW! We ain't got nothin' to worry about
Whoop ass, let security carry 'em out
Watch out for the medallion my diamonds are reckless
Feels like a MIDGET is hanging from my necklace
I pulled up wit a million trucks
Looking, smelling, feeling like a million bucks-ahh!
Pass the bottles, the heat is on
We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech & Chong
What's wrong?! The club and the moon is full
And I'm lookin for a thick young lady to pull
One sure shot way to get em outta them pants
Take note to the brand new dance, like dis

When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!)

Go on wit ya big ass! Lemme see something
Tell ya little friend he can quit mean mugging
I'm lit and I don't care what no one thinks
But where the fuck is the waitress at wit my drinks?!
My people outside and they can't get in
We gon' rush the back door and break 'em in
The owner already pissed cause we sorta late
But our time and our clothes gotta coordinate
Most girls lookin' right, some lookin' a mess
That's why they spilling drinks all over ya dress
But Louie Vuitton bras all over your breasts
Got me wanting to put hickies all over ya chest-ahh
C'mon! we gon party tonight
Y'all use mouth to mouth bring the party to life
Don't be scurred, show another part of your life
The more drinks in your system the harder da fight!

When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!)

Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! Stand up!

Damn right the Fire Marshall wanna shut us down
Get us out so someone can gun us down
We was two songs away from getting some cutta
Now we one song away from tearing da club up
Move over! Luda got something to say
Do it now cause 'tomorrow' ain't promised 'today'
Work wit me! let's become one with the beat
And don't worry bout me steppin all over ya feets

When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!)

Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! (just like that?)
Stand up! (just like that?)
Stand up! Stand up!

Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! Stand up!

When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!)

How you ain't gon' FUCK! Bitch out me?
I'm the goddamn reason you in VIP
CEO you don't have to see ID
I'm young, wild, and strapped like Chi-Ali
BLAOW! We ain't got nothin' to worry about
Whoop ass, let security carry 'em out
Watch out for the medallion my diamonds are reckless
Feels like a MIDGET is hanging from my necklace
I pulled up wit a million trucks
Looking, smelling, feeling like a million bucks-ahh!
Pass the bottles, the heat is on
We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech & Chong
What's wrong?! The club and the moon is full
And I'm lookin for a thick young lady to pull
One sure shot way to get em outta them pants
Take note to the brand new dance, like dis

When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!)

Go on wit ya big ass! Lemme see something
Tell ya little friend he can quit mean mugging
I'm lit and I don't care what no one thinks
But where the fuck is the waitress at wit my drinks?!
My people outside and they can't get in
We gon' rush the back door and break 'em in
The owner already pissed cause we sorta late
But our time and our clothes gotta coordinate
Most girls lookin' right, some lookin' a mess
That's why they spilling drinks all over ya dress
But Louie Vuitton bras all over your breasts
Got me wanting to put hickies all over ya chest-ahh
C'mon! we gon party tonight
Y'all use mouth to mouth bring the party to life
Don't be scurred, show another part of your life
The more drinks in your system the harder da fight!

When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!)

Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! Stand up!

Damn right the Fire Marshall wanna shut us down
Get us out so someone can gun us down
We was two songs away from getting some cutta
Now we one song away from tearing da club up
Move over! Luda got something to say
Do it now cause 'tomorrow' ain't promised 'today'
Work wit me! let's become one with the beat
And don't worry bout me steppin all over ya feets

When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!)

Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! (just like that?)
Stand up! (just like that?)
Stand up! Stand up!

Gotta keep it a secret (woo!)
Ay man let me ask you somethin man
You ever have one of them days where you felt like
you mighta got rid of all the bad seeds in your life?
Y'knahmean like you just got your paycheck
Paid off a car note or somethin
Just jumped out the shower feelin fresh than a muh'fucka
Witcha good shoes on, y'knahmtalkinbout?
You mean like, paid off a Cadillac car note?
Like a Cadillac, like you ready to throw a party
Like call e'rybody you know, don't even plan it, just do it
In Compton we call that "spur of the moment"
Well let's do it, spur of the moment, whattup?

Well you can bring the drinks a little mo' my way
More I say, on another hot sunny Cali-for-nye day
Just touched down, called up my 8-1-8
fo' a date with some other bust downs
And I cruised up the block, car losed up the top
I take the breeze, quick break the trees
Feel good as we flippin through the Robb Repo't
My baby momma ain't trippin on child suppo't

Because she can't support that garbage, she should come pay homage When we pair 'em, we gon' share 'em, when I'm finished we all switch
I ain't really got the time, yo I'm chillin with Luda-
-cris stop and twist the buddha got me feelin like this is it
If we gon' party, we gon' sip, we got a bar
We all in shape, we gon' go far, you can't stop the car
We on the freeway, if you get out you burnt
You woulda thought you woulda learned me when my hair was all permed
I think y'all bullshittin with it dawg

It's on tonight, get licked, get gone tonight

KJ
Therefore, in my life, everything's gonna be, alright
G'd up, my mind is freed up

KJ
From the day, through the night, everything's gonna be, alright

Arabian Spruce, Seagram's bumpy and juice
We used to bag and then truce, we used to sag and get loose
Not the kind of cats that would jump in your bag for your jewels
But to put some money in it for your drink and your shoes
We get the News like MTV, every ten to the hour
We play Mario Brothers, we eat the 'shroom and get power
Now eat your sour powers, and use your dental floss
What does bein mental cost? If you ain't knowin you already lost

So stay with me, and let's get tipsy
Rememberin the days on the block sippin whiskey
Runnin 'round grinnin, runnin 'round sinnin
Gettin lit, then I wonder why my head kept spinnin
But I'm all grown up now, less throwin up now
Record blowed up, so my hood throwed up
Now let's break loose cause your boy's around
And tonight we gon' celebrate bein allowed riiiiight

It's just one of those days, without a care in the world
You ain't gotta look mean, I know you care for your girl
But she's lookin this way and I'm gonna come get her
Fresh haircut, so I'm feelin quite kipper
Can't nothin go wrong cause my strap's on my back
And if fools wanna scrap then my tool will attack
But forget the click-clack, ain't no need for the steel
Just a straight house party and some meat on the grill

If it's Los Angeles, watch a boss handle biz
I'ma put this on my kids, stupid it's an outfit
If you ain't been around the world keep yo' mouth zipped
Cause I do {?} elevation
You see I'm not normal and I'm not a homo
I'm mo' apt to shoot a porno with you in cornrows
And call it "More Hoes: Volume 5, Volume 6"
And show it in the back of my truck, at the picnic

[Ludacris] + (Sandy Coffee)
Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Say it (make love to me)
Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! What? (fuck, meee!)
Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Say it (make love to me)
Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! What? (fuck, meee!)

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
I'm bout to throw some game, they both one and the same
Cupid's the one to blame - say it (make love to me)
I'm bout to shed some light, cause each and every night
You gotta do it right - what? (fuck, meee!)

[Verse One]
They want it nice and slow, kiss 'em from head to toe
Relax and let it go - say it (make love to me)
They want it now and fast, grabbin and smackin ass
You gotta make it last - what? (fuck, meee!)
Together holdin hands, you out there spendin grands
And makin family plans - say it (make love to me)
Don't have to straighten facts, don't want no strings attached
Just scratches on your BACK - what? (fuck, meee!)
Ex's ain't actin right, and you so glad to fight
Dinner's by candlelight - say it (make love to me)
She got a nigga whipped, down to ya fingertips
Tryin that freaky shit - what? (fuck, meee!)
Turn on some Babyface, just for your lady's sake
You call her babycakes - say it (make love to me)
Know how to mack a broad, she's on your sack and balls
You call her Jabberjaws - what? (fuck, meee!)

[Chorus]

[Verse Two]
You bout to buy a ring, she needs the finer things
Gucci designer frames - say it (make love to me)
Purchase a nasty flick, wrap up and tie her quick
Know how to drive a stick - what? (fuck, meee!)
You both unite as one, you the moon and she's your sun
Your heart's a beating drum - say it (make love to me)
You better not of came, she want to feel the pain
Then hear her scream your name - what? (fuck, meee!)
Follow this DICK-tionary, you're both some visionaries
Then do it missionary - say it (make love to me)
I hear 'em call da wild, and do it all the while
Doggy and FROGGY style - what? (fuck, meee!)
You in between the sheets, lickin and eatin sweets
And what you find you keep - say it (make love to me)
You do it standin up, orgasms hand 'em up
Y'all just don't GIVE A FUCK - what? (fuck, meee!)

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
You wanna tell the world, cause she's your favorite girl
Your diamond and your pearl - say it (make love to me)
Nobody has to know, just keep it on the low
And meet 'em right at fo' - what? (fuck, meee!)
Nothin but fights and fussin, plus there's a lot of cussin
Just grab ahold of SOMETHIN - say it (make love to me)
Y'all do that BAD stuff, she like it rammed up
Ropes and HANDCUFFS - what? (fuck, meee!)

[Chorus]

[Ludacris] + (Sandy Coffee)
Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Say it (make love to me)
Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! What? (fuck, meee!)
Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Say it (make love to me)
Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! What? (fuck, meee!)

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
I'm bout to throw some game, they both one and the same
Cupid's the one to blame - say it (make love to me)
I'm bout to shed some light, cause each and every night
You gotta do it right - what? (fuck, meee!)

[Verse One]
They want it nice and slow, kiss 'em from head to toe
Relax and let it go - say it (make love to me)
They want it now and fast, grabbin and smackin ass
You gotta make it last - what? (fuck, meee!)
Together holdin hands, you out there spendin grands
And makin family plans - say it (make love to me)
Don't have to straighten facts, don't want no strings attached
Just scratches on your BACK - what? (fuck, meee!)
Ex's ain't actin right, and you so glad to fight
Dinner's by candlelight - say it (make love to me)
She got a nigga whipped, down to ya fingertips
Tryin that freaky shit - what? (fuck, meee!)
Turn on some Babyface, just for your lady's sake
You call her babycakes - say it (make love to me)
Know how to mack a broad, she's on your sack and balls
You call her Jabberjaws - what? (fuck, meee!)

[Chorus]

[Verse Two]
You bout to buy a ring, she needs the finer things
Gucci designer frames - say it (make love to me)
Purchase a nasty flick, wrap up and tie her quick
Know how to drive a stick - what? (fuck, meee!)
You both unite as one, you the moon and she's your sun
Your heart's a beating drum - say it (make love to me)
You better not of came, she want to feel the pain
Then hear her scream your name - what? (fuck, meee!)
Follow this DICK-tionary, you're both some visionaries
Then do it missionary - say it (make love to me)
I hear 'em call da wild, and do it all the while
Doggy and FROGGY style - what? (fuck, meee!)
You in between the sheets, lickin and eatin sweets
And what you find you keep - say it (make love to me)
You do it standin up, orgasms hand 'em up
Y'all just don't GIVE A FUCK - what? (fuck, meee!)

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
You wanna tell the world, cause she's your favorite girl
Your diamond and your pearl - say it (make love to me)
Nobody has to know, just keep it on the low
And meet 'em right at fo' - what? (fuck, meee!)
Nothin but fights and fussin, plus there's a lot of cussin
Just grab ahold of SOMETHIN - say it (make love to me)
Y'all do that BAD stuff, she like it rammed up
Ropes and HANDCUFFS - what? (fuck, meee!)

[Chorus]

Uh, Cadillac grills Cadillac mills
Check out the oil my Cadillac spills
Matter fact candy paint Cadillac's kill
So check out the ho's my Cadillac fills
20 inch wide 20 inch high
Oh don't you like my 20 inch ride
20 inch thighs make 20 inch eyes
Hoping for American 20 inch pies
Pretty ass clothes pretty ass toes
Oh how I love these pretty ass ho's
Pretty ass high class anything goes
Catch em in the club throwing pretty ass bows
Long jime jaws long jime stalls
Any stank puss make my long jime pause
Women on they cells making long time calls
And if they like to juggle give em long jime's balls

All my players in the house that can buy the bar
And the ballin ass niggas wit the candy cars
If you a pimp and you know you don't love them hoes
When you get on the flo nigga throw them bowls
All my women in the house if you chasing cash
And you got some big titties wit a matching ass
Wit ya fly ass boots or ya open toes
When ya get on the flo nigga throw them bowls

Dirty south mind blown dirty south bread
Catfish fried up dirty south fed
Sleep in a cot pickin dirty south bed
Dirty south guls give me dirty south head
Hand me down flip flops hand me down socks
Hand me down drug dealers hand me down rocks
Hand me down a 50 pack swisher sweets box
And goodfella rich niggas hand me down rocks
Mouth full of platinum mouth full of gold
Forty glock cal keep your mouth on hold
Lie through your teeth you could find your mouth cold
Rip out ya tongue cause of what ya mouth told
Sweat for the lemonade sweat for the tea
Sweat from the hot sauce sweat from the D
And you can sweat from a burn in the third degree
And if you sweat in your sleep then you sweat from me

Hit by stars hit by cars
Drunk of the liquor getting hit by bars
Keep your girl close cause she's hit by far
Hit by the Neptune's hit by guitars
Afro Picks afro chicks
I let my soul glow from my afro dick
Rabbit out the hat pullin afro tricks
Afro American afro thick
Overall country overall jeans
Overall Georgia we overall clean
Southern Hospitality we overall mean
Overall triple overall beams
Thugged out niggas wear thugged out chains
Thugged out blocks playing thugged out games
All black tinted up thugged out range
DTP stay doing thugged out thangs

2x

(Nigga throw them bowls)
(Nigga throw them bowls)
(Nigga throw them bowls)
(Nigga throw them bowls

[Intro: Ving Rhames]
He's a hustler, unbound by law
A self-made, millionaire
With a wreckless disregard, for the haters
Ludacris, on "Southern Gangsta"...
A true, entrepre-negro
CEO of Disturbing The Peace Records
He expended his empire into multiple profitable businesses
Including his Thai food restaurant, Straits
Internet sites, WeMix.com
And my favorite, MyGhetto.com
The MVP, of this rap shit

[Ludacris]
Luda! I'm a hustler, BALLER, gangsta, CAP PEELER
I stay strapped like your neighborhood trap dealer
I got rifles that blow ya below ya bible belt
And mac-11's that leave you wetter than Michael Phelps! (woo!)
But you'll be swimmin with the fishes
Softer than bitches washin dishes, fool what's the BUSINESS?
I'm already rich, so talk mo' figures (yup)
Spit 30 large for cigars of you hoe niggaz (oww!)
I got gangstas that'll rearrange ya whole face
And put your casket on ice, now that's a cold case (ha!)
Never forget where you come or that block'll bang you
I keep my ear to the STREETS like a cocker spaniel
I cock and blast you, into outer space
Break every bone in ya, you so out of place
Boom without a trace, you a bluff to block
I got some red beams, let's play connect the dots!

[Interlude: Ving Rhames]
He's the biggest boss, comin outta the M-I-yayo
Straight from the "Port of Miami"
To keepin it "True"
Involved in many heated acts of violence
This goes deeper than rap shit
He's worth eight figures
So young niggaz, boss up
I present to you, Rick Ross, the boss

[Rick Ross]
I got a letter from the government, the other day
I opened and read it, it said "We want hustlers"
Had a Lexus at 18, picture that
Got a Chevy with pictures on it from pitchin crack
Bitch I know Haitians, we speakin Creole
Bitch I'm a D-boy, still slingin kilos
I got twenty cars, why exaggerate?
It cost me five grand just to fill the gas tanks
Love the marble floors, got the Greek pillows
Frontin at awards, real street niggaz
I used to serve shake, now I serve steaks
Three squares on the road, call it 3rd Bass
Big ass face, chop you in your laugh face
Shoot his ass, aim defense is the last case
Keep Jewish friends, the newest Benz
You in a pool of blood, let me see you swim

[Interlude: Ving Rhames]
Hailing from College Park, Georgia
Authorities figured they must have been some sort of mob
Or illegal organization
According to authorities, they made a quarter mil' a week
Selling {?}, they were some high-rollin hustlers
Tity Boi, and Dolla Boy
Playaz Circle, A.K.A., the Duffle Bag Boys

[Tity Boi] + (Dolla Boy)
Uhh, I'm so sick I wrote this verse in a hospital
It's an election year, I support strippers
(We roll like bicycles, icicle flow)
(White liquor, my nigga stay on line with the blow)
I'm on time with the flow, not a minute nor second late
Ain't no such thing as second place
(And every day I live heavyweight, you niggaz featherweight)
(Fairytale tellin niggaz really need to take a break)
And the estate got a lake for a backyard
(The pool room product put it all on my sacks card)
For real? (Yeah, for real)
I'm ill, I deal, I did, I will
(I got dogs like Cujo, me and Tity two chains ridin in a two do')
Bitches catch kudos (you know)
Yeah we move weight like sumos
And kicks it with them bitches like judo
SOUTHSIDE!

[Outro: Ving Rhames]
Playaz Circle, Rick Ross, Ludacris
This has been another episode, of "Southern Gangsta"
Thanks for tunin in, what's next for Luda?
Well, anything's possible, in the +Theater of the Mind+

[Intro]
Hey, yeah! I want all you proud sistas to stand up
I want everybody to stand up and be counted tonight
Brothers and Sisters if you know you got your thing together
I want you to stand on up, now I got somethin' to tell ya'
I told ya' how to think about it, now I want to tell how to get the thing together
So come on now and get up to it yall

[Verse 1]
The incredible, untouchable nigga spittin' venom out his body wit' the dopest flows
And wonder why the line's around the corner
Cuz the little motherfucker has the dopest shows
So one time for my independant women and all the single mothers who be gettin' that cake
Two times for my dawgs pullin' triggers
And my niggaz in the kitchen that be flippin' that weight
East coast, west coast, midwest, dirty south
Then we took it all around the world
I got fans in retirement homes, to teenagers, to little bitty boys ans girls
Droppin' lyrical bombs up in ya' hood,
Non-stoppin', I'ma hit 'em till the block explode
Hip hop, R&B, Pop-tart, what you want?
I even got a little rock 'n' roll
The most creative, original, got 'em takin' subliminal
[Boom boom] cuz they cant get what I gots
They want it so bad, four million dollar pad
And enough to retire off two albums, gone, wave ya' white flags, I'm hot!
And everytime I rhyme I'm puttin' rappers in the ground
Wit' lines that got 'em hooked like dope
They gotta make up they mind, because they runnin' outta time
And I'm about to make 'em choke
Better turn your stereo louder, listen up and let me preach
Let's get arrested for Disturbin' the Peace! (C'mon)

Man! This Disturbin' Tha Peace shit gettin' on my nerves
Boy I tell you the truth, know what I'm sayin'?
While he doin' shows, I'm in these skreets, know what I'm sayin'?
While he on tv, I'm in these skreets
And then my broad, my kid walkin' around singin' it
Boy, if they sing another verse, boy I swear
Know what I'm sayin'? I'm on another level though
I gotta car wash, I gotta shop on O' National
I got my own record label, you heard of us
The Posse Family Cartel, you know what I'm sayin', we real
Who this nigga thing he is?

[Verse 2]
I'ma house hold name, wit' game spittin' outta my mouth at all times
I spit it out and about, and spit outta the south,until they recognize the danger signs
So feel a tingle in yo' s-spine, by the way I talk
And it's pimpin' in my blood, you can tell by the way I walk
Ooh lawd, more styles than a barber shop, call the cops
People in the way wanna baller block
Little do they know that I'm callin' shots
And I'm not to be fucked with
If you see me comin' 'round the corner, then duck quick, perpetrators can suck dick
I tried to tell 'em, but they dont wanna listen
I tried to shine 'em, but they dont wanna glisten, while the high hat keeps on tickin'
And the kick drum keep on pumpin', I'm dumpin' on the closest fools
Cuz rules were made to be broken, but you cant make broken rules
Hear what I'm sayin' or heard what I said
Hear what they playin', cuz thru this music I'ma still be heard if I'm dead
Call ya' producers, cuz I'm hurtin' these beats
I said it once, I'll say it twice, biatch, Disturbin' Tha Peace
C'mon

Yeah, folk
The King of the kings has spoken
ATL shawty! Hood to hood, block to block
We bouta let our nuts hang!
Disturbin' Tha Peace!
We dont die, we multiply
We makin Def Jam history
Thanks for gettin' the CD shawty!

[Chorus x 2]
I know it's strange
But my brain's gone really insane
And I'm off the chain
Sipping on a fifth of the Golden Grain
I feel like slappin' a nigga today (slap, slap)
Slappin' a nigga today
I feel like slappin' a nigga today (slap, slap)
Slappin' a nigga today
Slappin' a nigga today

This morning I woke up on the wrong side of the bed (bed)
I'm sick of people putting lies in my head (head)
I don't really wanna work; I'm tired
I hate my nine to five
And I'm thinking 'bout killin' my boss today
Killin' my boss today
I'm thinking 'bout killin' my boss today (it's just a thought, man)
Killin' my boss today (yeah)

Yesterday my best friend died (died)
Somebody came and took his life (life)
Now I'm looking up at the sky
Have you ever seen a grown man cry?
And I'm asking, why did you take him away?
Why did you take him away?
I'm asking, why did you take him away? (Why'd you take him?)
Why did you take him away? (Hey)

I need some money please (please)
I can barely make it on these streets (these streets)
'Cause I got a couple mouths to feed
My baby's in dire need
So I'm thinking 'bout robbin' a bank today
Robbin' a bank today
I'm thinking 'bout robbin' a bank today
Robbin' a bank today (real talk)

Baby mama's at home and fussin' (fussin')
Callin' up my mobile, cussin' (cussin')
Always yappin' about this and that
But she really don't be talkin' 'bout nothin'
Somebody take my pain away (Take my pain away)
Take my pain away (please)
Somebody take my pain away (hey)
Take my pain away (I can't take it)

[Chorus: x2]

Somebody just broke in my ride (ride)
Snatched up everything inside (inside)
Even got my forty-five
How am I supposed to survive
When I know that my stereo's taken away
Stereo's taken away?
When I know that my stereo's taken away (I need my music, man!)
Stereo's taken away (hey)

Gas prices are way too high
Rich people are way too fly
And I'm where I wanna be in my life
But why am I so behind?
Is it 'cause I'm wasting my time away
Wasting my time away?
Is it 'cause I'm wasting my time away (too lazy)
Wasting my time away? (I can't help it)

My grand mama's nerves are bad (bad)
And everybody in the hood is mad (mad)
'Cause President Bush could give a damn about our ass
So I don't wanna hear shit that he has to say (Don't say nothin')
Shit that he has to say
I don't wanna hear shit that he has to say
Shit that he has to say (woo)

Troops gone, and we still at war (war)
Nobody even really knows what for (what for)
Even more I'm scared to find what the world really has in store
'Cause you know that tomorrow's not promised today (it's not promised, man)
Tomorrow's not promised today
'Cause you know that tomorrow's not promised today
(Live like today could be your last, man!)
Tomorrow's not promised today (hey)

[Chorus: x4]

[Chorus x 2]
I know it's strange
But my brain's gone really insane
And I'm off the chain
Sipping on a fifth of the Golden Grain
I feel like slappin' a nigga today (slap, slap)
Slappin' a nigga today
I feel like slappin' a nigga today (slap, slap)
Slappin' a nigga today
Slappin' a nigga today

This morning I woke up on the wrong side of the bed (bed)
I'm sick of people putting lies in my head (head)
I don't really wanna work; I'm tired
I hate my nine to five
And I'm thinking 'bout killin' my boss today
Killin' my boss today
I'm thinking 'bout killin' my boss today (it's just a thought, man)
Killin' my boss today (yeah)

Yesterday my best friend died (died)
Somebody came and took his life (life)
Now I'm looking up at the sky
Have you ever seen a grown man cry?
And I'm asking, why did you take him away?
Why did you take him away?
I'm asking, why did you take him away? (Why'd you take him?)
Why did you take him away? (Hey)

I need some money please (please)
I can barely make it on these streets (these streets)
'Cause I got a couple mouths to feed
My baby's in dire need
So I'm thinking 'bout robbin' a bank today
Robbin' a bank today
I'm thinking 'bout robbin' a bank today
Robbin' a bank today (real talk)

Baby mama's at home and fussin' (fussin')
Callin' up my mobile, cussin' (cussin')
Always yappin' about this and that
But she really don't be talkin' 'bout nothin'
Somebody take my pain away (Take my pain away)
Take my pain away (please)
Somebody take my pain away (hey)
Take my pain away (I can't take it)

[Chorus: x2]

Somebody just broke in my ride (ride)
Snatched up everything inside (inside)
Even got my forty-five
How am I supposed to survive
When I know that my stereo's taken away
Stereo's taken away?
When I know that my stereo's taken away (I need my music, man!)
Stereo's taken away (hey)

Gas prices are way too high
Rich people are way too fly
And I'm where I wanna be in my life
But why am I so behind?
Is it 'cause I'm wasting my time away
Wasting my time away?
Is it 'cause I'm wasting my time away (too lazy)
Wasting my time away? (I can't help it)

My grand mama's nerves are bad (bad)
And everybody in the hood is mad (mad)
'Cause President Bush could give a damn about our ass
So I don't wanna hear shit that he has to say (Don't say nothin')
Shit that he has to say
I don't wanna hear shit that he has to say
Shit that he has to say (woo)

Troops gone, and we still at war (war)
Nobody even really knows what for (what for)
Even more I'm scared to find what the world really has in store
'Cause you know that tomorrow's not promised today (it's not promised, man)
Tomorrow's not promised today
'Cause you know that tomorrow's not promised today
(Live like today could be your last, man!)
Tomorrow's not promised today (hey)

[Chorus: x4]

You might as well put dat down we on our way to Cali to get some real dough
Hello
waz up girl?
Waz up baby? I miss you.
I know
When you coming out here?
Who da FUCK iz dat?
Ahh Damn
I dont play dat shit
owwwwwwwwww
Get off dis got dammn phone. Nigga who da fuck iz dis? Im a Ol' G Nigga
Waz up nigga dis dis Luda.
Luda who nigga
Luda
LUDA.. Luda... Ludacris? YE YE Yeah NIGGA
ahh Snap. Aye man how you now my girl? Man i got all yo albums. Man Back For The First Time. Man ya know what im sayin. I even got Incock Negro man. ahhh man My bad baby get up off da floor. you didnt tell me it waz Luda. Aint dat a bitch. My girl Fuckin Luda.
HE HE HELLO?
Yeaah Ima call you back.

You might as well put dat down we on our way to Cali to get some real dough
Hello
waz up girl?
Waz up baby? I miss you.
I know
When you coming out here?
Who da FUCK iz dat?
Ahh Damn
I dont play dat shit
owwwwwwwwww
Get off dis got dammn phone. Nigga who da fuck iz dis? Im a Ol' G Nigga
Waz up nigga dis dis Luda.
Luda who nigga
Luda
LUDA.. Luda... Ludacris? YE YE Yeah NIGGA
ahh Snap. Aye man how you now my girl? Man i got all yo albums. Man Back For The First Time. Man ya know what im sayin. I even got Incock Negro man. ahhh man My bad baby get up off da floor. you didnt tell me it waz Luda. Aint dat a bitch. My girl Fuckin Luda.
HE HE HELLO?
Yeaah Ima call you back.

[Chorus: repeat 2x]
She said she never done it, she said she never tried
She's sittin there tellin a motherfuckin lie
[Verse 1: Ludacris]
She said she was a Christian and she grew up in the church (in the church)
Would stay a Virgin if for better or for worse (or for worse)
Had plenty friends and got offers all the time (all the time)
Swore up and down she was just one of a kind (of a kind)
She said she's loved, but she's never gotten pimped (gotten pimped)
Not dominated couldn't imagine, never dream (never dream)
And though she steady looking for the perfect man (perfect man)
To buy a ring and take her motherfucking hand (man)
[Chorus: repeat 2x]
[Verse 2: Ludacris]
She said her stuff was sacred, and her momma told her so (told her so)
and that she went and got it pierced on the low (on the low)
Can you believe she's been waiting for so long?(for so long)
to get a grade A certified shlong (certified shlong)
She said her parents never let her out the house (out the house)
Because they knew it was so dirty in the south (in the south)
She hates to boast, and you know she hates to brag (hates to brag)
but, man I gotta let her cut up out the bag (out the bag)
[Chorus: repeat 2x]
[Verse 3: Ludacris]
She said she never tried to take it in the butt (in the butt)
But, knew some ho down all around sluts (all around sluts)
She even said she never licked another girl (another girl)
and never had any chocolate, vanilla swirl (vanilla swirl)
She said that ring up in her tongue was for show (was for show)
and she would never be mistaken for a hoe (for a hoe)
She telling lies over 20 years old (20 years old)
I guess the game is to be sold, not told (Whoa!)
[Chorus: repeat 2x]
[Verse 4: Fate Wilson]
She said she had a nigga who was only there for rent (there for rent)
And wouldn't shake her booty for a red cent (red cent)
She said she never fucked 3 niggas at a time (at a time)
Til Lil Fate started fuckin with her mind (with her mind)
She said she couldn't see how women turn tricks (turn tricks)
And couldn't picture tryna suck a nigga dick (suck a dick)
She had respect, and wouldn't do nothing wrong (nothing wrong)
But, she the reason why we made this fuckin song (this song)
[Chorus: repeat 4x]
[Repeat 'til fade]
She's said she never done it

You know every super hero gotta have theme music right ?
Nigga, thats the one !

Usha, Usha.
this how we doin' it.
This brand new Usha.
On the table,
Yall nigga's catch up.

Yeah man,
Playin' it daddy.
U.S.
S. shot.
We don't stop.
Yeeeeeeeeah man.

She don't know that she makin' me want her, (Yeah.)
No more she tryna keep me from her.
She don't know that she makin' me me love her, (yeah.)
No more she tryna keep me from her.

Girl that's so cold, she know what I know,
but she keep her mouth closed.
She's so sexual, and she knows.
She don't know it's killin' me inside cause I want her body.

Yeah. [x8]

She don't know that she makin' me want her, (Yeah.)
No more she tryna keep me from her.
She don't know that she makin' me me love her, (yeah.)
No more she tryna keep me from her.

Girl that's so cold, she know what I know,
but she keep her mouth closed.
She's so sexual, and she knows.
She don't know it's killin' me inside cause I want her body.

Yeah. [x8]

Girl, im gonna make this dilemma the best way that I know how,
cause your killin' me with it,
your just a problem that I can't put down.

Cause everytime, cause your too far away.
She can tell I got something missing it be all up in my face, yeah.

Oh, ohohohohhhh.

She don't know that she makin' me want her, (Yeah.)
No more she tryna keep me from her.
She don't know that she makin' me me love her, (yeah.)
No more she tryna keep me from her.

Girl that's so cold, she know what I know,
but she keep her mouth closed.
She's so sexual, and she knows.
She don't know it's killin' me inside cause I want her body.

Yeah. [x8]

My girl got a big booty
Your girl got little booty
[Repeat]

Oye shawty what's happening
Let's get this thing rocking
You just bend it over
I get behind and you bring...

Jump in the line
Shake your body on mine
[Repeat]

Shake shake it senior
Shake your body right
Work work it senior
Ride into my ride

Miami is the house
Without a doubt
[?]
I am from a city
Where women are all real
Body is all great
26 24 28
... body parts fake
I am gonna hit her so hard she's gonna call 411

[Repeat all]

1 little 2 little 3 little 4
Five little six little oo
[Repeat]

Shake shake it senior
Shake your body right
Work work it senior
Ride into my ride

Give it to me girl hey mama
I like that mama
[Repeat]

Shake shake it senior
Shake your body right
Work work it senior
Ride into my ride

So Im just sitting in this rehab class
trying to get myself unhooked on ass
so then my teacher asked me a question
like Ludacris are you over there sexting

ha ha OMG LOL KIT Smiley faces X and Os LMFAO
my girl went through my cell phone
my girl went through my cell phone
my girl went through my cell phone
my girl went through my cell phone
i said my girl went through my cell phone
[repeated]

[Ludacris - Verse 1]
So Im getting treated for my sex addiction
in my private clinic and I need you to be sensitive about my condition
cos Im in it to win it and I really dont want to further disappoint my fans
and my teachers a cougar so I wish shed lend a helping hand
damn, calm down, BBC TXT or MSG
after class come with me and can I get a little bit of TLC
she replied what the f-ck
FYI youre gonna flunk
SMH its such a shame
you aint learned a damn thing

[Chorus]


[Ludacris - Verse 2]
So Im sitting in the crib just chillin and Im minding my business
got a text with a tongue out from a number I didnt recognize
I replied who is this
quick back got a hit back
said this is Stacy and Ive been missing you
had to change my number so I went and got a new phone and new tattoo
a what, a new tattoo wow,
arrr yeaah, hurry click
can you send a nasty pic
so I can see right where it is
and I promise I wont show my friends (yeah right)
she replied, well ok BTW by the way
SMH its such a shame that you aint learned a damn thing

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So Im just sitting in this rehab class
trying to get myself unhooked on ass
so then my teacher asked me a question
like Ludacris are you over there sexting
ha ha OMG LOL KIT Smiley faces X and Os LMFAO
my girl went through my cell phone
my girl went through my cell phone
my girl went through my cell phone
my girl went through my cell phone
i said my girl went through my cell phone
[repeated]
[Ludacris - Verse 1]
So Im getting treated for my sex addiction
in my private clinic and I need you to be sensitive about my condition
cos Im in it to win it and I really dont want to further disappoint my fans
and my teachers a cougar so I wish shed lend a helping hand
damn, calm down, BBC TXT or MSG
after class come with me and can I get a little bit of TLC
she replied what the f-ck
FYI youre gonna flunk
SMH its such a shame
you aint learned a damn thing
[Chorus]
[Ludacris - Verse 2]
So Im sitting in the crib just chillin and Im minding my business
got a text with a tongue out from a number I didnt recognize
I replied who is this
quick back got a hit back
said this is Stacy and Ive been missing you
had to change my number so I went and got a new phone and new tattoo
a what, a new tattoo wow,
arrr yeaah, hurry click
can you send a nasty pic
so I can see right where it is
and I promise I wont show my friends (yeah right)
she replied, well ok BTW by the way
SMH its such a shame that you aint learned a damn thing

Welcome to my sex room

[Ludacris - Verse 1:]
Welcome to my little sanctuary
you've been looking so good all day
and you really got a nigga pretty anxious baby
better call your boss tell him that your daddy's home
take a couple days off
and take it off and leave nothing but your T-shirts and your panties on
feeling high but I'm hung real low looking sorta like a tripod,
so power down your cell phone and power up your iPod
power down your inhibitions and power up your inner freak
(yes... fuck)
it's the only words that you finna speak
its about to get real x-rated
can you handle what I'm 'bout to do
but enough about me let me think
should I be worrying about if I can handle you
damn right I'ma get that thing and I'ma put my name on it
all night I'ma whip that thing, all state better put a claim on it
I claim my territory, my tongue finna mark you up
you could be my fire cracker, my tongue gon spark you up
get ready for blast off, waterfalls gon splash off
you might lose around 4 or 5 pounds so get ready to sweat your ass off

[Trey Songz - Chorus:]
Welcome to my sex room
where your body meets my body
its our private afterparty
if you want it girl I got it in my sex room
candles and a pole sets your body to your soul
from the bed down to the floor, sex room
mirrors in the head board, even got a camcord
baby won't you dance in my sex room
Welcome to my sex room
where your body meets my body
its a private afterparty
if you want it girl I got it
in my sex room

[Ludacris - Verse 2]
Let the candles burn, Imma turn these lights down
and when your body gets hot, it'll get you licked up and iced down
nipples hard as rocks, lips as soft as cotton
your the apple of my eye, and I got you spoiled rotten
I'mma get my video camera, lets make a movie baby
you the star so as soon as I press record you got's to do me baby
you can stare all in the mirror, take a pic at how good you looking
Imma have your body smoking, take a look at what Luda's cooking
my arm underneath your leg leg
or behind your head is how I gots to get ya
right hand left hand all red in the bed like we've been playing twister
now I've got you tangled up and you caught all in my web
should I let you loose nah
I think I'll get the blindfold instead
you better get a couple towels baby
cos we about to slip and slide
you don't ever need a horse or saddle
I'mma give you this dick to ride
I'mma grant your every wish and fulfill your fantasy
aint nobody else allowed in the sex room
it's only you and me

[Chorus]

Welcome to my sex room

[Ludacris - Verse 1:]
Welcome to my little sanctuary
you've been looking so good all day
and you really got a nigga pretty anxious baby
better call your boss tell him that your daddy's home
take a couple days off
and take it off and leave nothing but your T-shirts and your panties on
feeling high but I'm hung real low looking sorta like a tripod,
so power down your cell phone and power up your iPod
power down your inhibitions and power up your inner freak
(yes... fuck)
it's the only words that you finna speak
its about to get real x-rated
can you handle what I'm 'bout to do
but enough about me let me think
should I be worrying about if I can handle you
damn right I'ma get that thing and I'ma put my name on it
all night I'ma whip that thing, all state better put a claim on it
I claim my territory, my tongue finna mark you up
you could be my fire cracker, my tongue gon spark you up
get ready for blast off, waterfalls gon splash off
you might lose around 4 or 5 pounds so get ready to sweat your ass off

[Trey Songz - Chorus:]
Welcome to my sex room
where your body meets my body
its our private afterparty
if you want it girl I got it in my sex room
candles and a pole sets your body to your soul
from the bed down to the floor, sex room
mirrors in the head board, even got a camcord
baby won't you dance in my sex room
Welcome to my sex room
where your body meets my body
its a private afterparty
if you want it girl I got it
in my sex room

[Ludacris - Verse 2]
Let the candles burn, Imma turn these lights down
and when your body gets hot, it'll get you licked up and iced down
nipples hard as rocks, lips as soft as cotton
your the apple of my eye, and I got you spoiled rotten
I'mma get my video camera, lets make a movie baby
you the star so as soon as I press record you got's to do me baby
you can stare all in the mirror, take a pic at how good you looking
Imma have your body smoking, take a look at what Luda's cooking
my arm underneath your leg leg
or behind your head is how I gots to get ya
right hand left hand all red in the bed like we've been playing twister
now I've got you tangled up and you caught all in my web
should I let you loose nah
I think I'll get the blindfold instead
you better get a couple towels baby
cos we about to slip and slide
you don't ever need a horse or saddle
I'mma give you this dick to ride
I'mma grant your every wish and fulfill your fantasy
aint nobody else allowed in the sex room
it's only you and me

[Chorus]

(coughing)Ahhh Yeahhh


We sendin' this one out from everybody,
I mean to everybody from the H-town
to the A-town and world wide
so get your lighters, get your drank,
and I'll tell you what
I'm so fucked up, and screwed up
if anybody try to blow my Hi you know what Ima tell'em


Fuck you, Fuck you,
Fuck you, Fuck you,
Fuck you, Fuck you(I'm screwed up)


I felt better than I ever felt befo' I'm,
Intoxicated but maintaining self control I,
I took a swig I had a jug chug-a-lug I'm loud and clear,
I had some bud I lit it up and then I made it disappear,
'Cause my magic tricks are so fabolous,
this shits hazardous, got amateurs smokin' cannibus
if you mad at this damnit then


Fuck you (8x's)(Im screwed up)


I take'a,
Call to my dog trying to split the blunt and break it up
Three wheel motion purple potion I got to shake it up
I tried to kick the habit(what happen')but it keep callin' me
Abracadabra its a magic trick I smoked up all the weed,
Zig Zags and golden wraps got my mind gone,
Drugs dont effect my work I still get my grind on


Fuck you (8x's)(Im screwed up)


Im leanin' like the tower of pisa and a syrum sqeezer,
Come close to my stash and get treated as if I'm Ebaneeza,
Im throwed, blowed matter fact lets call this thrower potion,
IM SCREWED UP, so no wonder thangs are in slower motion,
I gots to have it, can't kick the habit
I've tried to shake it,
The drug experiment stage if you mistaken then


Fuck you (8x's)(Im screwed up)


Im from,
Screwed up Texas, we drive wreckless, And then we peel off,
You aint had shit until you smoke sweet tooth in jack frost,
Hit it twice but dont cough(dont cough),
you gotta take it mannn,
if it's a record for smokin' Im bout' to break it mann,
Me and Luda puffin Buda
We in a black couga' on sab jewelers
you try to jack us we grab rulers,


Fuck you (8x's)(Im screwed up)


How can I say it plain,
that Im off that Mary Jane,
And if its true what they say then
I dont know how many cells is left in my fuckin' brain,
But Ima keep on writtin and
lightin' minez to these hungry rappers
And tell the hood that I hire Niggaz and Fire crackers,
On the 4th of July, open your eyes, Im jokin stupid,
I love all races but if you hatin my music then


Fuck you (8x's)(Im screwed up)


I love my,
occupation, we never have to take a piss test,
Fuck a 9-to-5 cause Im always gettin rest,
I wake up to breakfast in head,
You wake up to breakfast in bed,
Should I drop my H2, Hmmm, I can take the lexus instead
Pimpin aint dead, but I leave you niggaz dead from all this pimpin',
Im ridin' spinners "like a pimp" thats why Im limpin'


Fuck you (8x's)(Im screwed up)


All substances thats controlled thats how this story goes,
I pop the cap broke the ice and Lil' Flip done broke the mold,
I'm so cold, I think I see dead people,
Knaw, thats just my homies passed out in the Regal believe it,
The potency is so strong if you notice me I'M CALM,
Cool and collected and if you disrespected then


Fuck you (8x's)(Im screwed up)


We doin' this for the playas that bang screw music,
We dont pass out after 8 blunts(Why), because we use to it,
Me and Cris like chee-chee-chong,
So hurry bring out the weed and the bones
Cause if it aint Grade-A-Trees, we gotta leave it alone
And to my homie screw, you know I gotta hold it down
And if they want it then they gotta come and take the crown


Fuck you (8x's)(Im screwed up)

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Haaa,
So there you have it
Sendin this one out to all my drankers,
And all my smokers,
united and lighted we stand and





we fall
and if you wanna pass the sobriety rebel out
and test this


























Keep bustin got damnit,
and whoever said niggaz in the south cant rhyme

Fuck you (8x's)(Im screwed up)

Saturday, Saturday, S-S-S-Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, Saturday, S-S-S-Saturday, Saturday

I got my cup filled up, all the way to the brim, brim, brim, brim
Black on black Cadillac with the custom trim, trim, trim, trim
Smoke fillin' up my lungs and I'm blowing blubble, blubble, bubble, blubbles
It's Saturday night, let's get in trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble

So it's about to go down, me and my girls bout to run this town
So where we're planning to go, don't matter cause we gon' take control
Now we got the hair done, got the pink and whites,
And we're off, gonna see what what the fellas are like
Got the top dropped down on the DB9
Pushing 90 on the freeway so we gon' make good time

Yeah we gon' ride, ride, ride, on a Saturday night
All the girls they just hatin' because they know we that tight
Bout to get it poppin, bout to take a spotlight
So we ride, we ride, on this Saturday night

We on, we on fire, we roll, we roll higher,
We ride, we ride flyer than you, we ride, we ride
We on, we on fire, we roll, we roll higher,
We ride, we ride flyer than you, we ride, we ride

They goin' high heel shoes, me and my girls rocking Jimmy Choo's
They think that benzel's fun, we roll out like we're the girl James Bond

Now we got the hair done, got the pink and whites,
And we're off, gonna see what what the fellas are like
Got the top dropped town on the DB9
Pushing 90 on the freeway so we gon' make good time

Yeah we gon' ride, ride, ride, on a Saturday night
All the girls they just hatin' because they know we that tight
Bout to get it poppin', bout to take a spotlight
So we ride, we ride, on this Saturday night

We on, we on fire, we roll, we roll higher,
We ride, we ride flyer than you, we ride, we ride
We on, we on fire, we roll, we roll higher,
We ride, we ride flyer than you, we ride, we ride

You see we ride, we go, and we, rock, we roll
And we pop lock and I drop the top, I hit a switch and the wind go low
And my mission for tonight is just to get into some action
Wake up tomorrow morning and not even know what happened

Yeah we gon' ride, ride, ride, on a Saturday night
All the girls they just hatin' because they know we that tight
Bout to get it poppin, bout to take a spotlight
So we ride, we ride, on this Saturday night

We on, we on fire, we roll, we roll higher,
we ride, we ride flyer than you, we ride, we ride
We on, we on fire, we roll, we roll higher,
We ride, we ride flyer than you, we ride, we ride