Lyrics:
me Jeter
Sean Paul, Pain, Pitbull, and Luda
We about bread, paper and mula
Mama right there, can't scream medulla
Once catch or die, Catch me in
Please don't compare me to other rappers
Compare me to trappers, I'm more Frank Lucas than Ludacris
And Luda's my dude, I ain't tryna diss
Like Frank
who is it? I would happen to know
The one with the flow, who did it?, It was me I suppose
JD in the Rolls and Luda's in the Cut Supreme
Skatin' down
of blue pills, that's my X-box
You could hate, you could diss, you could make a wish
But eight albums, and Luda's still in this bitch
Please don't compare me to other rappers
Compare me to trappers, I'm more Frank Lucas than Ludacris
And Luda's my dude, I ain't tryna diss
Like Frank
the way I ride it (I love the way you ride the beat baby)
He love the way I ride the beat (I love it)
Like a freak freak freak, uh
Luda!
She ride it
Dogg]
Yeah, let the party begin, bitch
Ching-a-ling-ling all the way in St. Louis
My nigga Chingy disturbing tha peace
Luda, Luda going hard on you
to get that number one spot you got like Ludacris
Know he acting groupie-ish taking a sip out Luda's Cris'
We buy our own bottles, grab one and put it
Luda (Like Luda)
But drop it low like you be doin' on that computer (Compu, compu)
You want a loan, get your love, I want computer love (Hah)
So drop
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Luda!(yep)
S.g.!
Chris breezy (it's me)
[Chorus]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know
a motherfucker would
L.a. and the bay come into they hood
Hey I wish a motherfucker would
[Ludacris]
Luda!
I'm a freak like a scorpio
Custom hood scoops
up they jaw like freeway,
Cause every hit records spit instant like replay,
Hold the line I got ya momma on 3-way,
Tell her Ludas got more records
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
Coming to get that number one spot you got like Ludacris
Know he acting groupie-ish taking a sip out Luda's Cris
We buy our own bottles, grab one and put
Nigga call up the homies,
It's about to go down
(The Game) Verse 2
Somebody tell Luda,
I'm on the way now,
Aight, just stepped one size 12,
Air
told 'em pass me the lotion
'Cause the industry's dryin' up and these verses are moisturizer
Then hand me your favorite rapper and Luda will posterize
nose to the tip o' ya toes
Y'all ain't nothin' but some hatin'
Smilin' in my face everyday like "What up Luda"
I'm just waitin' for the day to put
to ride
Now ever since ruffles had ridges, Luda's had bitches
Pimp, get more gums then baby pictures
Menages wit sistas, veins poppin' out like shrimp,
This that new fire, man
DarkChild, Disturbing Tha Peace
Shareefa, here's another one, Luda
I told 'em we just gettin' started, man
Ayo, I don't
wish you could feel my pain
Me duele la cabeza now I'm loco yes I've gone insane
My thoughts can make it rain
So the world could hear my cries
Luda
tell you what I'ma do)
When I make you wet the bed
Luda
I'ma make your body wetter than ever
We'll get together you could tell as soon as I
it we been chopped and screwing it
Coming to get that number one spot you got like Ludacris
Know he acting groupie-ish taking a sip out Luda's Cris
We
And syrup with bare hands
That's back in Mississippi
All you gotta do is close yo'
Eyes and come with me girl
I was meant to be, with you!!
LUDA! I told her
eating
Yeah we getting rich bitch
My whole crew eating
Disturbing tha Peace luda!
Listen how else can I explain it?
Young, black and famous
I shit dollar
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