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What Them Girls Like

Ludacris

Best Thing Smokin, Vol. 17

2008

[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Luda!(yep)
S.g.!
Chris breezy (it's me)

[Chorus]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know

Cause you're the reason I don't wanna love
Storm come rain cats and dogs stay away from all them puddles
I keep it humble
I spit the radiation like i'm

really doesn’t rep the king
We don’t impact a world so they can realize faith
We call Wayne the anti-Christ and demonize Drake
Cause it’s so easy, that’s

hundred years

Walk into store
There them go stare
White something
Don't make me scared
I make art
Can't fit in head
Black man express
Can't comprehend
We

the houses
Choices is made by the cup and the ounces
Snowing in Vegas, she love it, she outtie
I wouldn't going to keep her, she really about it
Baby I'm

with the lyrics for its too late
Time is ticking we all got that due date

Let me smell them flowers while im here
Let me smell them flowers while im

really doesn’t rep the king
We don’t impact a world so they can realize faith
We call Wayne the anti-Christ and demonize Drake
Cause it’s so easy, that’s

What Them Girls Like

Ludacris

Atl Under Fire

[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Luda!(yep)
S.g.!
Chris breezy (it's me)

[Chorus]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know

Chris Farley
Fuck that

[Bugz]
Who run shit, watch these drums hit
You dove head first into some old dumb shit
Here's a can of ass whip, for you to come

tryna save a bitch, pow right in the kisser)
We didn't drive by we walked him down, put him in a ditch 
(It be like that 'cause he's a snitch, pow right

love) start a riot how fucking rad?
The real world is really unreal
How fucking rad
While the wildest of dreams can come a bill true stay
I mean dad
Uhh

What Them Girls Like

Ludacris

Heart of the City

2009

[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Luda!(yep)
S.g.!
Chris breezy (it's me)

[Chorus]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know

a triplet
Folks can barely see, but I bet he still out blickin'
Ina booth, wood boofin', nigga I be twisted
Tee made by Christian and my granny she

6 Feet Underground

Ja Rule

Rule 3:36 [Clean]

2000

gettin' by
If you can't see we bitches ya jags, we forward ya last
We Diamonds ya glass, we get pussy y'all ass. Give me love
We be wearing gloves tied

Pray my records don’t lose you now
Yeah, they say we formed a new religion
Where theology is causing division, killing the Christian
Like a weapon trying

Claims to cherish love
But the leaders of the Christian
Right seem eager to create
A national hysteria based on
Ignorance and hate
Claiming to be the voice

him
Oh, like them first century Christians
Who stand with him

We're following Martin Luther-Models
Imparting truth to
Our generation and yes we

6 Feet Underground

Ja Rule

Rule 3:36 [Bonus DVD]

2000

people gettin lye my niggas is gettin' by
If you can't see we bitches ya jags, we foward ya last
We Diamonds ya glass, we get pussy why'all ass. Give me

gender
And somehow come together to find
Solutions for a broken planet

We have the resources as a
Civilization to find a utopia
But we’re led by the most

there's no gold, the only value money's got
Is the value we give it, while those on top
Collect fat stacks of cash flow by exploiting the poor
Everyone

claims to cherish love
But the leaders of the Christian right seem eager to create
A national hysteria based on ignorance and hate
Claiming to be the voice

for you and me to fix it
Is to change the way that we've been livin'
And stop pretendin' we can be Christian
While we persist in sinful livin'
That's

U Can't F**k With Me

Snoop Dogg

G.O.A.T. Featuring James T. Smith: The Greatest of All Time

2000

break 'em from the get-go
Slidin' by, riding high when we get-go
Love it or leave it, we love livin illegal
Servin' or swerving in a '85 Regal
Look

Holy Water [Bonus Track]

Game

Jesus Piece [Best Buy Exclusive]

2012

their way from the bottom
Them Yeezy's drop got 'em, couldn't afford 'em you shot 'em
'Cause they the same price as fucking red bottoms
We don't pop