Lyrics:
Ay, yo' check this out, supreme figga nigga Big Kap
Rockin' with Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz, Chyna Whyte (Ludacris, nigga)
$hort Dog (ay, tell them
the father of the baby?
Disturbing Tha Peace Entertainment presents
The Ludacris Greatest Hits CD (Volume One)
Done by random white people
Yeah, yeah,
I wake up and got four or five bitches in the bed
Smokin weed, Drinkin liquor by da keg
I was born an O.G. if yaint heard about me
I put four
Press 3 if you accept the charges, if not hang up
[Ludacris]
To my cousin Darren Ranch, stay up homie
To my brother Chris Butler, stay up homie
If
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
Just bring the liquor; there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way); let me stop by the store
Get a twelve pack of Corona plus a ounce of 'dro,
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
Ludacris.
[Ludacris]
Abra cadabra, welcome to the Luda show
ladies feast your eyes on the great what it do you for
not much to hear me spit it how I live it
Rudy Currence
And me, I go by the name of Ludacris, right
And it's a lot of people out there claim that their voices
Let me know the truth, Bossa is
nigga
What's up
What's up
Come on
My niggas too legit
Act a fool like Ludacris
If a nigga acting tough aim where his medulla is
They be on some stupid
(Ooh, ooh ooh)
How many nights I been tripping, I been ludicrous (Ludacris)
How many nights they been dreaming, they wish they were this (Ooh, ooh ooh)
Oh yeah you ain't heard by now i be sauced up
Been a real one too bad your nigga need to boss up bitch
New iPhone texting who is this
New iPhone text
so Ludacris
Still talking bout prevailing been cool wit this
Four-wheeling off of the ceiling
Surrounded by light
Man the sky been appealing
Not
we gon' wipe your nose
I call my plug Ludacris because he throwin' bows
Fuck snitches, we leave them in ditches if he ever told
If it ain't McLaren,
sittin' on low pros
Shippin' *** in by the boatloads
Not many people can see the cheese
Better run they g's
Ludacris and the Pimp MC's, JE
[JE]
[Chorus: x2]
I hate it when it's too many niggas, not enough hoes
Too many rookies, not enough pros
The game got switched on some Ludacris shit
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
and experiences to take down truth
I see right through, they trynna take down you.
See they don't like god
But all these given rights were given by God
My god
the love
Baddie like Zendaya lil baby shake it up
I be stepping by myself man I ain’t new to this i be stepping
I be grinding take my time mane I be cooling
got ho's in different area codes
Shoutout to Ludacris I am not new to this
But I stay true to this
Shoutout to bitches with businesses
Shoutout to all
Hay
And that's how we do it
Ho
Its all about music
Hay
And that's how we do it
Ho
Its all about music
Hay
Ho
Hay
Ho
I want stacks by the bundles
I
on me dance
Like Tik tok
Reallyralph
Reallyralph
Reallyralph
Shit!
Giving y’all sumn to the talk about
(Ludacris)
My Shit gon fly, by word of mouth
Ain’t
my business by chiming me some paper
I got that spice like Cajun
Now You See Me 2, too turnt, No Sanaa Lathan
Bitch face it
Please Be humble you ain't
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