Lyrics:
me, me, me
Uh oh uh oh oh
Listen,
I know you got a man, but your man ain't Luda
So please don't let him fool ya
Cos the nigga don't really know
from the bottom now they at the top
I said there's shit here for errbody, errbody
My turn, Luda!
Everbody wanna say that they the best rapper
blew it"
I'm dippin' through the universe, make 'em move the verse
Through the Luda-verse, hit the b*** first
You can never beat a ***, lemme show you
Then shag now and shag later 'til these women can't stand straight
The Luda-meister got 'em feelin so randy
I'm double-X-L so I call 'em my "Eye Candy"
This
Could be something big!
[Ludacris]
Luda! Don't change the station,
I've been impatiently waiting,
Pacin', welcome to the Danger Zone.
and i'm A-Town Stompin, got ten thousand cash in my pocket, let the pump in, 'cause Luda and Young Buck always gettin me into something, low rider out
be mine, mine
Baby, baby, baby oooh
Like baby, baby, baby noo
Like baby, baby, baby ooh
Thought you'd always be mine, mine
Luda, When I was
Surrender Crew, shout to Cole Cheece
(Jaguar, what up!) Shout to Aida, shout to Antoine, shout to Moon, shout to Shawn, (Tikaboo), Nick Luda
Shout
I be that nigga named Luda
AKA L-O-V-A, L-O-V-A
Fuck that shit, nigga, what you wanna say one time
Southside, let's ride, say what
And if you
Goodie Mob, I was born in the trap
Niggas still got their hands out, begging for a stack
But just like Luda, I was born in the trap
Niggas still got their
met almost half of the DTP
But the couple times I spoke to Luda, don't think he see me
Had never met I-20 but he spoke at BET
Shawnna love me, Field
(I'm good)
Stand in the trap, movin' bows like I'm luda' (bows)
Bald head the coupe, and I call it the buddha (buddha)
This a glock with a thirty
deuce, slow day
I'ma sell at least like 2
Thugga Thugga what it do
Riding in the fast lane, I'ma Luda (Skrrr)
All these drugs that we abusing (Drugs)
the sensation (what?)
Who you know stay in his bedroom
But still got the whole block shaking, Luda (let's go)
I perform better with my
Sex beat (yeah)
the bitch with Luda
I seen the bitch with Usher
My homeboy just bust her
If these rap niggas do their
Girlfriends like I do
They wouldn't touch us
She's
see me do it
But they don't know who done it
Ay 20, make sure you tell that nigga Luda
I'm a shoota'
So if he got a problem with them cowards
Bring me
mu'fuckin' mouth
(out yo' mouth) 3X
Cause I was raised in the motherfuckin'
(Luda) Southside, College Park
Yeah I rep that
Where there's money, all my dawgs
one, I gotta hit
Talking top Billboard chart like (Luda)
Head in the clouds till the rain drops
It's pouring down, baby, don't stop
And I see Heaven
doubted him
With a slot in the president's iPod
Obama shouted him said I handled my biz
And I'm one of his favorite rappers
Well, give Luda a special pardon
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (hey, hey, Luda!)
Watch out, my outfit's ridiculous
In the club looking so conspicuous
And rraww, these women all
on lock
And I'll lick you like ice cream with a cherry on top (Luda)
And I say, oh (oh)
The way I breathe you in (in)
It's the texture of your skin
I
Cause I came from the block get my on
Niggas keep askin' me what Luda be on
Cause Tity spit fire like a fucking dragon
Brag on, drag off, if I'm on, you
which way?
I done went Luda, my nigga
Tellin' 'em to move, bitch
As soon as I pull it out
She turn it to rue, bitch yeah
Louis V on another nigga's bitch
If you live for something, you’re not alone
My friend
So fill up your cup and, lift your lighter
A toast to life luda!
They say what don’t kill me
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