Lyrics:
Yeah, what, you
Uh huh c'mon
Yeah, yeah, what?
Nasty Nas, Virgo
Uh-huh
Ludacris, Virgo
Uh uh uh
Doug Fresh
As we go, something
YEAH! Ludacris in this muthafucka
What up Talib disturbing tha Peace Godamnit
We just getting started
Mixtape style it goes like this, look here:
[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
But what you learned, was on the streets, and not in the book
God called you a prophet
When you open up your mouth, everything of God comes out
It’s all about hustling keys getting VIP’s roll up at ease
Pleasing fools with your face in the mix
It’s all about what’s in what not what’s wack what’s
It’s all about hustling keys, getting VIP’s roll up at ease
Pleasing fools with your face in the mix
It’s all about what’s in what not, what’s wack
Yeah, what, you
Uh huh c'mon
Yeah, yeah, what?
Nasty Nas, Virgo
Uh-huh
Ludacris, Virgo
Uh uh uh
Doug Fresh
As we go, something
just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate, sex on the first date I state
"You know what you do
Remix!
We fly high no lie you know this (ballin!)
Foreign rides, outside it's like showbiz (ladies)
We stay fly, no lie, and you no this (remix
shot click like that fool shot Kennedy
What's the remedy Hennessey Coke
If you cut all your money you'd still be half broke
Ashes to ashes smoke
the shit just spit now it's dirt
Death pressing ya and ya like a hustler on the first ya need work
Stand by the grand high exalted
At your door with
[Ving Rhames]
He's a hustler, unbound by law
A self-made, millionaire
With a wreckless disregard, for the haters
Ludacris, on "Southern Gangsta"
be gone, well I can satisfy your fantasy
Tell me baby, do you like what you see?
I can satisfy your every need
You should know by now that I like
on
[Ludacris]
Look here!
Now I'm a man of many talents and a man of my word
But on my path to see the light sometimes my vision gets blurred
It's all a part
What's the remedy
Henessy coke
If you cut all yo money you still be half broke
Ashes to ashes
Smoke or get smoked
We come by the masses you come and get
tell all of your friends you was on the remix, like
In this club (oh), in this club
Ladies, can I put this love up on you one time?
If you ain't
win win
And if you goin' in put your hands in the air
Make 'em stay there
(Luda!)
Ludacris goin' in on the verse
Cause I never been defeated
I'm so cold, I'm so cold
Ha pimping listen
Hold up now
Take your time
Let me get this right (huh)
You tripping on what's in front of you
Cause
Yeah you know In life
I just wanna eat good
Smoke good and fuck good
This Fantasy Land
You know what I mean?
Dripping the hardest
You ain't know what
an elephant
When she's with me it's Heaven Sent
And she screaming Re-mix dope shit
Say what you want
Girl you know you miss me
Shawty I'm the realist
your time do you
[Ludacris]
To the homeboy Shyne, stay up homie
To my nigga Mystikal, stay up homie
If you locked in the box keep making it through
Remix
I'm peepin' the ways you just be creepin'
And poppin' up in all those special places that I frequent
And ooh, you be doin' your thing, what
win win
And if you goin' in put your hands in the air
Make 'em stay there
(Luda!)
Ludacris goin' in on the verse
Cause I never been defeated
holler (remix)
With no dinero, your zero (remix)
You think I care what you whisper
You got the wrong picture (remix)
I'm chillin with G. Simone eatin
.jpg/204px-Ludacris_2008_(cropped).jpg "Ludacris")
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