Lyrics:
a problem with me
I ain't got a model with me, good lookin' hood chick
That'll hit you with a bottle for me
A couple homies from the hood that know how I do
lines I am divine, man
Wasted my time with fine win dimes thots and bad bitches
It got hot she hopped out the kitchen
List of problems bigger than my
who me?
You know I got a
Fatty girl, fatty girl
Fatty girl, what's she mean?
Ever since I got a
Fatty girl, fatty girl
Fatty girl, fat as a b****
for the low-low
I'm fixin' to cut a nigga from the So So
I heard you cut a nigga from the DTP, you got DDT
From College Park to the DEC
See we be
these streets
So please pay attention when you're coming around
'Cause the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?
I'm still back for the first damn
better than the man
By me on the Peter Pan (damn)
Watch the way though you talk bout me
Thought of Apple hope that Apple think of Steve
Reach for the ring
check it)
'Cause I love to grip that with a passion, got a couple of zips
And I'm off the rip, ready for action, nigga, fuck who you with
'Cause I be
i'm bout to rollout my best ludacris bars
Better get back nigga I got ludacris arms
I'll knock a nigga out run thru his shit hard
Ain't got no beef but
it then we got it my nigga
Just say the amount
Wouldn't be wise to play with the count
When you know who's around
Stacking this money like I'm playing
inside the tomb
Embryo to newborn, you can feel me in the womb (woo)
Cool, ooh, that's cool (alright)
You see, I cock back glocks, got more pull than
I got shooters in the uber dont be dumb
Nigga try to take my chain they gone do it to em
It wasn't beef if you ain't kill who you into it wit
I'm in
Ooooooh, yeah
I got the juice
Got the juice
Gotta stay on, that ain't never been a problem
I'ma stay gone trip six months long, dont you tell me
chasin
Flip
I did that
Got it bad
Chasin bags
Won't kick that
Betchu if I flip
Then dem niggas gon flip back
Gon ludacris on dem niggas
Like get back
Let
Ludacris
I ain't with the foolishness niggas crossing like crucifix
No matter who it is I'm coming for mine
I got my foot up on the ground and my head
the life u pursuing it
I'm just tryna be a fucking rapper and I'm doing it
Move bitch get out my way these niggas ludacris
This nigga thought I wasn't gone
Nike
If you got a problem you know where to find me
Diamond on watch, I be freezing the time
That hoe she be tweaking, just get out my mind
(Yeah)Bitch
[Chorus: x2]
I hate it when it's too many niggas, not enough hoes
Too many rookies, not enough pros
The game got switched on some Ludacris shit
my business by chiming me some paper
I got that spice like Cajun
Now You See Me 2, too turnt, No Sanaa Lathan
Bitch face it
Please Be humble you ain't
burn the competition by far
They lookin' like they flex I think we got a problem
They puffin' out they chest I think we got a problem
They lookin' like
Introduce you to ace hood!
Get Em.
More money more problems they hollar I get em, I got em
Bitch I am ace. that'd H to the double O D and when you mention
I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck
I got a fucking problem
I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
And yeah
you're just a problem that I can't put down
'Cause every time (every time)
You get too far away (too, too, too)
She can tell I got something missing,
your loyal to his ass then he's a motherfuckin fool,
Got jewels on my pinky, jewels on my wrist
Iconic status and his name is Ludacris,
Bitch please,
a fool, on some Ludacris
Lately this the reason that I live
And the best way to go when depression settles in
Aint the cheques or the shows
Got none of that
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