Lyrics:
Straits
Internet sites, WeMix.com
And my favorite, MyGhetto.com
The MVP, of this rap shit
[Ludacris]
Luda! I'm a hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
a motherfucker would
L.a. and the bay come into they hood
Hey I wish a motherfucker would
[Ludacris]
Luda!
I'm a freak like a scorpio
Custom hood scoops
told 'em pass me the lotion
'Cause the industry's dryin' up and these verses are moisturizer
Then hand me your favorite rapper and Luda will posterize
nose to the tip o' ya toes
Y'all ain't nothin' but some hatin'
Smilin' in my face everyday like "What up Luda"
I'm just waitin' for the day to put
And syrup with bare hands
That's back in Mississippi
All you gotta do is close yo'
Eyes and come with me girl
I was meant to be, with you!!
LUDA! I told her
eating
Yeah we getting rich bitch
My whole crew eating
Disturbing tha Peace luda!
Listen how else can I explain it?
Young, black and famous
I shit dollar
istetovira, pa-pa-pa-pa
U faci barbi, u srcu ratnik
Mažem karmin, šta, pravim se luda, luda
Adrenalin, kučka je Karli
Kô kokain, velika muda
Kažu: neukus i kič
[Ludacris]
Hell yeah, A-town, LUDA
Ahh, whoo!
She said she was a stripper but she wanted to rhyme
And if I gave her a deal she make her legs
these fake-ass niggas who you are
I be that nigga named Luda
Alert! alert! it's the ATLien intruder
College Park waterboy, spit in the c-cooler
I
can you go?
How, low, can you go? How, low, can you go?
Hahaha, LUDA!
She can go lower than I ever really thought she could, face down (ass up)
How low can you go?
Luda!
She could go lower than I ever really thought she could,
Face down, ass up!
The top of your booty jiggling out your jeans,
Bottlezack, Goggle Goggle, Let Luda Hit The Throttle In My GT, See Me, Blastin Until Tomorrow Like Pume Pume, Im A Ghost In The Knight, You Think I'm Worried
tipsy throw your fist up!
If you got diamonds and they shining throw your wrist up!
[Ludacris]
Hey hey
It's Luda Luda get it right I'm Mr. Money
body smokin', take a look at what Luda's cookin'
My arm underneath your leg legs
All behind your head is how I gots to get ya
Right hand, left hand,
flexin'
Yeah I'm coming suited and booted
Like I'm the x-men
Night crawling Luda
Cruisin' in that Maybach
Or coming down the street up in a Kawasaki
you go? How low can you go?
Luda!
She could go lower than I ever really thought she could,
Face down, ass up!
The top of your booty jiggling out
'em I'm far from sober
Cause if the po po happen to pull me over
I'm a just tell 'em
[Chorus:Repeat x4]
Ay Luda, you know niggaz over here, over
the fuckin' man
Understand, nuthin' you did makes you better nigga
You claim the streets, but the streets respect that chedda nigga
Luda got twice as much
nigga named Luda
I be that nigga named Luda, give a round of applause
They say I'm up to no good, I say I'm down for the cause
Down for whatever goes
and pushed in this fiasco, like Lupe.
Back that ass up like Juve, cause the south we giving them satisfaction.
Ever since I signed with luda and them, my
Dogg]
Yeah, let the party begin, bitch
Ching-a-ling-ling all the way in St. Louis
My nigga Chingy disturbing tha peace
Luda, Luda going hard on you
wall-to-wall, it's hype
Me, Luda, and Valentine, we living this life
[Chorus]
[Chingy]
I got my pockets all swole, big bank rolls
A bad lil' mamma,
of smoke that means slower than slow
Feel like I'm trapped and there's nowhere to go
So I just pull out the bazooka (Blah)
Put a fucking hole in the flo
Luda
the flo
Luda I'm so dope wid the flow
Trunk fulla speakers pocket fulla
How much would a wood chuck chuck
If a wood chuck could chuck wood
Gripping
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