Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me Who the fuck you talking to? Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me [Small World] 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 Muffle 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 [Chorus X2] Who the fuck you talking to? Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me [Dolla Boi] 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 flipwit the same ol whip The samewith the same ol clip Half the bullets gone, the otha half you can get, bitch R.
The royal penis is clean your highness Thank you, king shit Yeah motherfuckers! Welcome to the United States of America. Time to roll out the red carpet on y'all bitch asses.
Warning Intro 3. Jingalin Single 4. Rest of My Life 5.
DTP in this mother fucker And for all ya'll that don't like it Do one thing, get the fuck back 'Cause all my niggas iz ready Luda, 20, Fate, Shawna Let's show these mutha fuckers how we disturb the peace Get the fuck back, bitch [shooting and screaming in the background] [Chorus] [Ludacris] Fuck That! Get the fuck back! Luda make your skull crack Tuck that Bitch, your whole town's on my nutsack Cuff that Put it in your weed, nigga, puff that What's that People gon' die tonight [I] Fuck That! Luda make your skull crack Tuck that Bitch, your whole town's on my nutsack Cuff that Put it in your weed, nigga, puff that What's that People gon' die tonight [Shawna] Fuck That!
It's true: The rapper born Christopher Bridges may have appeared in a slew of films over the past decade, including this weekend's Furious 7but the year-old Atlanta native will be forever associated with whiplash rhymes, funky accentuation, and sharp wit. Also: his delightfully filthy lyrics. Yes, Ludacris is virtually unmatched in the rap game in his ability to turn even the tamest song into a raunchy exercise that only his horny imagination could conjure up.
Fuck you! I'm screwed up I feel better than I've ever felt before, ah! Intoxicated but maintaining self-control, ah!
Okay now this is for the Gs and this is for the hustlers This is for the diamonds and the watch all clustered Spread 'em like mustard, canary yellow Now women in my face like hello. I'm talkin' five star tellies and penthouse suites Yeah, I'm just a playboy between penthouse sheets Hit the club and go and party with some penthouse freaks Party like Britney, Lindsay and Paris together. Get in line and buyin' bottles that's taller than Chris Webber And makin' haters sneeze from diamonds and sick leathers 'Cause my ice gives 'em cold as if they under the weather But my women keep me warmer than a polo sweater, they better.
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I feel better than I've ever felt before, ah! Intoxicated, but maintainin self control, ah! 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 than I made it disappear.