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Albums:

Tribute to Ludacris [Tribute Sounds] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Tonight: Bebop Plays the Music of Ludacris (Hutchinson, Hutch) · A Tribute to Ludacris (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Talk Talk Talk (The Psychedelic Furs) · The Psychedelic Furs/Talk Talk Talk/Forever Now/Mirror Moves/Midnight to Midnight (The Psychedelic Furs) · Talk Talk Talk [Expanded] (The Psychedelic Furs) · Talk Talk Talk (The Psychedelic Furs) · No Bad Talk or Loud Talk 1977-'81 (Joe Ely) · Talk Talk (George Maple) · Talk That Talk (Johnny "Hammond" Smith) – and 90 other albums »


the father of the babyâ??
Disturbing The Peace entertainment presents the Ludacris greatest
Hits cd done by..... random white people
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toe straps, but sg talk to em!

[Sean Garrett]
I gotta whole bunch of girls I'm tryin' to bring by their kryptonite,
Betta wear your cake, cause
toe straps, but sg talk to em!

[Sean Garrett]
I gotta whole bunch of girls I'm tryin' to bring by their kryptonite,
Betta wear your cake, cause
the chickens
Put on ya boots and get wit it in the kitchen, ya heard me?

[Chorus: Sera-Lynn w/ P's lines after pauses]
[Sera-Lynn (whining)]
I'm talk
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.
cause I'm bangin ya wife (nigga!)
You like to make love (make love) but she want it rough (she want it rough)
You need to talk to her (talk to her)
toe straps, but sg talk to em!

[Sean Garrett]
I gotta whole bunch of girls I'm tryin' to bring by their kryptonite,
Betta wear your cake, cause
P-I-M-P

I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking
P-I-M-P

I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking
remains the same, might spit-talk to it
Then "Change The Game", might Crip-Walk to it
But never Harlem shake it, Harlem make it, Harlem break it
Dawg, I
[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
to put a load her
 shit up on her brain but you lame now its over
I keep her by mi side like a holster
I plan to make a full house and I anit talkin
P-I-M-P

I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
[Chorus]
I'm a real P-I-M-P
And I love the way the ladies shake that thang
From a real G-A-N-G
And the haters know this Dogg Pound Gangsta gang
to her?

Ludacris, how do you feel about
This particular situation?
Get your money right, ladies
Learn to sign your own checks
But don't call me after
Make me spit in your face
I'm back now, Chopper City's on the move
And I feel like Ludacris, Bitch you better move
Get out the way, While I'm walking
Make me spit in your face
I'm back now, Chopper City's on the move
And I feel like Ludacris, Bitch you better move
Get out the way, While I'm walking
Pocket full of money (we rollin')
P-p-p-pocket full of money, yeah

Y'all niggas fake as fuck
Lipstick on my collar, I couldn't make this up
I live in
brain homie do the right thing (let me talk to ya)
You say the only family u got is in the game
And the only way to make is by sell cocain
But im say
[Intro - Akon (P.Diddy) {Ludacris}]
Chyeah!
It's that incredible sh-- (Talk to 'em)
There's too many beautiful ladies in this house tonight, Felli
[Intro - Akon (P.Diddy) {Ludacris}]
Chyeah!
It's that incredible sh-- (Talk to 'em)
There's too many beautiful ladies in this house tonight, Felli
crack
Transvestite in the front
Eddi Murphy in the back
M-O-P had me grimey and griddy
Marilyn Manson, I dyed my hair blue
And grew some titties
Ludacris
you can bounce with me
No limit to my God like Master P
What audacity it's quite ludacris actually
To think you could trick your daddy
God the father
an island

[Chorus x 2]

[Ludacris]
Stop, drop, kaboom! Baby, rub on ya nipples
Some call me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Wiggles
Far from little; make