Lyrics:
a lil kid now Big Boy, outcast like three stacks
Laying all it in the Cadillac with a red bone
giving me dome my music on with the seats back
Ludacris
the front to the back
Make that booty go clap
To this bonus track
Evey time you walk by
Make the boys look back
Make ya spine poke out
Like ya ass too fat
get seen
I'm a Dirty Bird now but I keep shit clean
I rip meanface niggas one by one
Or two by two, I'll take 'em however they come
Instead
the lick, get it back
Hit the trick, jump the track
Bitch I want my money back
Time and time again while I'm sipping on this gin
Al Davis said it best,
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
a terrier
It's Jan twenty-four, this track's an Aquarius
See a star sign when I'm pointing and pairing yous
Like, uh, okay
Rich or six feet down by forty
You
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
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 bank accounts with apostrophes
Then spill it back
That is not fact but run it back on the track, it's a wise hypothesis
Don't ever cross me, Not
now Big Boy
Outcast like three stacks
Laying all it in the Cadillac
With a red bone giving
Me dome my music on with the seats back
Ludacris this is
And study Full Sail
And all the fuckin haters
Well they can go to hell
Yeah, taking over the rap game
Track by track yeah that's the plan
Already used that
get get get get
Ludacris on the track, get back trick, switch on the 'Lac, I'm flexing steel
Same price every time, hot song, jumped on cause Ciara
to the sexing
I get busy with mine, do you get busy with yours?
I guess we destined to see, baby girl you a destine to be
[Chorus]
[Ludacris]
So
(hook)
I do this shit for fun boi it's all skill
Run that track sit back and remain chill
This the life of a hitter that stays on field
Bag em
board, connect dots, but can't trace that
Matter fact, erase that, 'cause on this great track
Get your face slapped, and I'm straight so don't take that
take it
Told the bitch get out my way like I'm Ludacris
I be kicking it back, I be booting it
Motherfuckers know Carol not new to this
I be high in
B-I-G up on the east shore
West coast lore
Curls and the glasses you know who to look for
Ludacris, I'm looting this and back down by my new axes
I pop
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
Kel, Cris
And we just clubbin' on some smooth, shhh
Ludacris, can't hide or deny
That I wanna get you down to them Vickie Secrets
And your body, I
of the wildest gunshots from a large clip
When we started choppin' o's off in this empty apartment
See I was, standin' in the track, and my back is the target
on the clowns
Found by my own crown
I'm my own god
I'm gettin my damn grim on
I said ima
Get grim on em
I said ima
Summon a ghostly squad to ya
I said ima
tracks: we're the real visionaries
Your Poets' Society fills cemeteries
Skip your old guard, I'm Chris Paul and they're buried
And it seems I get no
the lick, get it back
Hit the trick, jump the track
Bitch I want my money back
Time and time again while I'm sipping on this gin
Al Davis said it best,
(Ion really care if you hot or not)
(You at my back, get off my track)
(You at my back, get off my track)
Yeah (Ion really care if you hot or not)
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