Lyrics:
smacked by a lame
That's like runnin' up on Father Zeek, and Matches Lane
It just dont sound right, I get your team devoured
So don't even TINK about it
[Chorus: x2 Ludacris]
If you a lame motherfucker, get yo' ass out!
I'm from the A, I came to party 'til I pass out!
So if you with me and you
Get wit me now come on special delivery
(Well give it to me)
Bad Boy baby special delivery
Aye yo hold up a second this is the remix
So let's
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (remix)
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
They be talking that nonsense it's Ludacris
Bout hit all of these threes like I'm vujacic
Bout to come through get all this money they getting real
[Chorus: x2 Ludacris & DMX]
Bet a hundred (bet a hundred) bet a thousand (bet a stack)
Bet a million (put yo' money where yo' mouth is)
Bet
Chevy's
24's so you know we roll heavy, uh (YMCMB)
Welcome to my hood
Where they get fly like a G6
And everybody know this is the remix
Welcome to my
to Thai-one suits
And clientele, I'm drinking Ballentine L in hell
So Redman rock well before our record sell
Then my moms crib was jacked by the jealous
Bad Boy, remix, for eternity baby, BDP rock on rock on...
can't believe I'm here
Down at the q's jook joint (no doubt)
It sure is happenin' y'all (on this remix)
But listening to this music
Kinda makes
hot but the flow cold
Flip rocks by the boatload O.G. no see see me drift off get ya nodoz
Zip-loc full of dro tow big glocks on the hip cocked try
Bad Boy
Come out and play
Y'all know we had to do a remix, right?
Uh, uh
niggas is mad I get more butt than ashtrays (yeah)
Fuck a fair one,
Bad Boy
Come out and play
Y'all know we had to do a remix, right?
Uh, uh
niggas is mad I get more butt than ashtrays (yeah)
Fuck a fair one,
(check)
The roof topless, I'm showin' my ass
I brought New York back ya niggas ain't got a chance
Remix!
We fly high no lie you know this (ballin!)
Ludacris (Skrt skrt skrt)
Ooh, we had to go harder
20 my brother, we stay by the martyr
That pussy go crazy
Got me a bed, and you thought that you
Let’s get super geek’d
Uh
Let’s Ludacris
Uh
Let’s get super geek’d baby I ain’t new to this
Uh
Let’s get super geek’d
Ice my neck and wrist it
s, get busy (*drum roll*), aw
On the keys my man James, what you doin back there? (*piano plays*), aw yeah
So we about to do it a little somethin
Lil Mama and Avril Lavigne (Remix)
Lil Mama and Avril Lavigne (Remix)
Lil Mama and Avril Lavigne (Remix)
Lil Mama and Avril Lavigne
Hey, hey,
Lil Mama and Avril Lavigne (Remix)
Lil Mama and Avril Lavigne (Remix)
Lil Mama and Avril Lavigne (Remix)
Lil Mama and Avril Lavigne
Hey, hey,
to the Point to the Flatlands
That man named Ludacris (woo), in the public bathroom
Or in back of the classroom
How ever you want it, lover-lover gon' tap
s, get busy (*drum roll*), aw
On the keys my man James, what you doin back there? (*piano plays*), aw yeah
So we about to do it a little somethin
to the Point to the Flatlands
That man named Ludacris (woo), in the public bathroom
Or in back of the classroom
How ever you want it, lover-lover gon' tap
(Can't be my friend)
And you gets no love again
Whatever you do it will come back to you bitch
(Yo! Faith let 'em know!!)
You better, rock my shit
In Kansas City
I'm str8 from the abis
Tech N9ne
I got the planet rock with me
The whole planet rock like this
Nigga back up I aint know that was
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