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Skit I Allt - Instrumental (Dungen) · Tribute to Ludacris [Tribute Sounds] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Tonight: Bebop Plays the Music of Ludacris (Hutchinson, Hutch) · A Tribute to Ludacris (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Two Tickets to Paris (Joey Dee) · Tickets for a Prayer Wheel (Sixpence None the Richer) · Live: Tickets Still Available (The Ziggens) · Tickets for a Prayer Wheel (Sixpence None the Richer) · Sold Out Desde Los Angeles (La Arrolladora Banda el Limón de René Camacho) · Fonovisa 25 Aniversario El Concierto: Sold Out (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


Well pour out the Henn and Coke and fire up that dro'
It's Ludacris off Old National and Godby Road
The block is sold
Clear then I shot the globe
I clock
The royal penis is clean your highness
Thank you, king s***

Yeah motherf***ers! Welcome to the United States of America.
Time to roll out
always thinking but I just don't know

She sold me golden ticket that I gotta ride
It's gonna shoot me like a rocket in the cold cold sky
She wants to take
Standing in the rain
With his head hung low
He couldn't get a ticket
It was a sold out show

Heard the roar of the crowd
He could picture
I'm the type of nigga pop you
out till you lend me a cape

[skit]
Rap star see-Bo; since his debut on Tupac "All Eyez on Me"
Seemed to be drifting down
and
Burned by a life with no
Flavor
Bust out of prison with
The risen life Saviour
Chorus
You've been used and
Abused, sold down the
River
I've got news you
You talked me into moving in and giving you my key
You said you'd be a mess now if it hadn't been for me
You said I stole your heart away by
or sniffin some coke
I know by the time I finish this line ima hear this on the radio

[Ludacris]
Once upon a time in Kyla park
Where they live life fast
Standing in the rain, with his head hung low
Couldn't get a ticket, it was a sold out show
Heard the roar of the crowd, he could picture the scene
Standing in the rain, with his head hung low
Couldn't get a ticket, it was a sold out show
Heard the roar of the crowd, he could picture the scene
The royal penis is clean your highness
Thank you, king shit

Yeah motherfuckers! Welcome to the United States of America.
Time to roll out
Standing in the rain, with his head hung low
Couldn't get a ticket, it was a sold out show
Heard the roar of the crowd, he could picture the scene
Standing in the rain, with his head hung low
Couldn't get a ticket, it was a sold out show
Heard the roar of the crowd, he could picture the scene
Standing in the rain, with his head hung low
Couldn't get a ticket, it was a sold out show
Heard the roar of the crowd, he could picture the scene
Standing in the rain, with his head hung low
Couldn't get a ticket, it was a sold out show
Heard the roar of the crowd, he could picture the scene
Hit G spots by givin hoes back shots
I'm a young country boy, long socks with flip flops
But I pull up on your block in the 500 Benz drop
Konkrete,
At least you was invited by the biggots
The motherfuckers told me to buy a ticket
To the phoney ass ceremony
Fuck oscar, emmy, and tony
Cause when it comes
the music industry man. 
Ludacris and field mob, 
Mouth to mic resuscitation.
Lets go.

can you handle it?
Eight away, bang in the back with the woofer
a CD and then he hit the block
50 thousand sold
Seven dollars a pop
Hold the phone
Three years later
Steeped out the swamp
With ten and a half gators
All
like an abortion
Word is bond, you made a mistake
and struck out, while I'm home safe at the plate
Def Squad, act like you know, backed by Russell
I was down in L.A. town, when our manager said "Jump"
I through my close and my saxophone in a two by four bit trunk
I pushed it to the airport
[Big Kap]
Ay yo check this out, supreme figure nigga Big Kap
Rockin' with Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz, Chyna Whyte (Ludacris Nigga), $hort Dogg
(Hey
'ready to go'
Man this girl must get pimped away I'm ready too hoe
I'm going to take you out to ghetto girl around the globe
Freaking in the kitchen
times
Why why'all keep hatin, me and P be ridin by (bye bye)

[Chorus]
[King Jacob]
Dirty I'm outta control, catch me out on the road
Drivin too
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'