Lyrics:
And testin me is like pitbulls put up to poodles
My rap career goes back further than yo' father hairline
It's Ludacris - I pack more nuts than Delta Airlines
of the night
[Ludacris]
It's inevitable and incredible, listen, it's Luda!
By the end of the night you goin' be wanting to marry a nigga
Cause I make 'em
[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
bitch, Ludacris, bitch, move
Yeah
Shoutout H-Town, payin' Michael Jordan for the blue
Fuck the breakdown, sellin' whole thangs by the twos
Play with me,
[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
Empty beer bottles and roaches, helps to get it off my chest cause
I'm so stressed and all I here is "fuck the world" [Repeat: x2]
[Ludacris]
Man
So all y'all can suck my dick, bitch!
I got a whip like Miracle Ludacris lyrical FOOL
We dirty south shut yo' mouth we rock jewels
No holds barred
always gon sort it out.
Man I ain’t gon fold tho.
Been out the frame.
No photo.
I dun been thru all the ups & the down.
I’m starting to feel like a yo-yo
the lamb of
God herded the sheep
A whole flock of followers
Nigga do you believe?
Yo what's poppin' it's the kid Game
And my nigga Ludacris
My homeboy, my
oodles of noodles (woo)
And testing me is like pitbulls put up to poodles
My rap career goes back further than yo' father hairline
It's Ludacris
can suck my dick
I got em whip like miracle
Ludacris lyrical fool
We dirty south
Shut up yo mouth
We rock jewels
No holds barred
But obey the block
dropped off
Like Aaron Hall, "Don't Be Afraid" bitch, call the cops off
[Chorus: x2]
[Verse 3: Ludacris]
Now you can either check yo' ego at the do'
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
Hi, my name's Ludacris, and I'm high as giraffe pussy
And I'm close to the edge, so yo' parents can come push me
I curse so much just to get on they
pros
Shippin' ass in by the boatloads
Not many people can see the cheese
Better run they g's
Ludacris and the Pimp MC's, JE
[JE]
To all of y'all
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 I'm pressing her buttons
Like ringing her stuff
Baby pick up the phone
Go and hang that shit up
Like girl fuck yo ol man
Go and hang that shit up
Yea-uh, here we go here we go here we go
Talk about that Word of Mouf baby
Yeuh, yeuh yeuh yeuh yeuh! Here we go, here we go
Ludacris, 4-Ize, D.E.
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,
(Ludacris) Verse 1
I just touched down in killa Cali,
Strapped up my boots,
Got scooped up by Game,
So I hopped up in the coupe,
Gaah, What up
man
You can call me Julius
Braided up like Ludacris
Breaded up like who is this
Breaded up like
All up in yo dreams like Freddy Kruger
Its a nightmare
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,
Man just because you don't see me with it
That don't mean ion got it fuck nigga
Fuck round and get yo medulla touched bitch
You know how it go
A C E
(Let the band play)
(Bandplay)
Bitch ass nigga
Ballin' on these fuck niggas like I got a cheat code (damn)
Yeah, that lil' nigga in beast mode
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