Lyrics:
[Kanye West] + (Ludacris + Shawnna)
Now, blaze that!
(Stand up!) (uh) (stand up!) (yeah)
(Stand up!) (uh) (stand up!) (uh)
[Chorus: Ludacris +
of the night
[Ludacris]
It's inevitable and incredible, listen, it's Luda!
By the end of the night you goin' be wanting to marry a nigga
Cause I make 'em
bitch, Ludacris, bitch, move
Yeah
Shoutout H-Town, payin' Michael Jordan for the blue
Fuck the breakdown, sellin' whole thangs by the twos
Play with me,
like crazy
Every time melihat yg sexy
Yang naughty, Yang b****y
Rasanya ingin memiliki
Dari pahanya, ampe dadanya
Membuat hatiku pun bertanya
This
with some
Demons that shoot
All the time skoo millionare Family baby im
Surrounded by demons
Wake up get to the
Bag bright and early
Im at the party
(B***h!)
She drop that a** made the ground shake (B***h!)
Just like a earthquake (B***h!)
Cereal killer don't move the sugar flakes (Yeah)
Don't move
this
Everything they doing is counterfeit
I make 'em move b***h like Ludacris
Yeah
Yeah
Cut Carter remember the name
Doing this for me and the gang
bother me
And my jeans held up by this Louis V
Like honestly, Im pouring out this Hennessy
Apologies, Im scoring there aint' no stoppin' me
Move
Chris whole click Ludacris
Disturbing the peace when we move in
We ain't never had no peace why I blast that B tell em move to the left
Nigga ima man by
called, for such a time as this!"
You can't resist the change
And you're not condemned by your yesterday
If you can grab hold of your now, and move in your
[Ludacris]
Oh you feel that as I take you to them dirt roads deep in your southern roots
When nobody said life was going to be easy
And we
real, aww, it's testimony time
Oh who is that? Young Chris Bridges
Boy I'm glad you finally grew into them ears
Go on and testify
[Ludacris]
Lord,
[Ving Rhames]
He's a hustler, unbound by law
A self-made, millionaire
With a wreckless disregard, for the haters
Ludacris, on "Southern Gangsta"
that b***h stuck Ooo
My money taller than you
No I'm not walkin by you
You made a lil thousand or 2
I spent that sh*t on some shoes
Walk in the club with
[C-Murder]
b***h I'm down with No Limit, I'll ride for the cause
I'm the nigga on the tank with the big f**kin balls
And if anybody f**k with Snoop Doggy Dogg
lately and
when I come by myself
Hectic baby
You n****s come by the twos
If you test me A me
Have you drugged out
Having more tests than Amy
Outside
to do
But while you hating just ask yourself, is it gonna get you any food
Now the pressures back on you, tell me n***a what's the next move
(Tic, Tic)
Back (uh uhh)
Running off Yea Im wit dat
You'll neva get Ya lick back (noo)
Thick b***h with the loose lip (oouu)
Put wood inna ha mouth
Like a tooth
secret features
Game preachers move yo' pimpin' for you mamasitas
We players on the field, why'all niggas in them bleachers
[Chorus: 8 ball: x2]
You
on anybody who ever tried to front on me
With so much personality, what do you want from me?
I could be by myself and enjoy the company
My life, this year, my
I'm with
All about the moola man
You can call me Julius
Braided up like Ludacris
Breaded up like who is this
Breaded up like
You can call me
in circles
Did I do that or was it Mystikal and Urkel?
On to 7 AK 47, so what?
I got seven hoes stoppin' by at seven to fuck
Then put seven in
to this (Un)
I remember disturbing the peace, like Ludacris
Running wild with the tool, I was ludicrous (Yeah)
Made it out the hood
All I gotta do is make
aint had befo
[Verse]
Could you tell me shawty why you actin like that?
Playin hard to get
I aint havin it
Move ya hips
To the mood
Just like that
Now
.jpg/204px-Ludacris_2008_(cropped).jpg "Ludacris")
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