Mouthing Off
Ludacris, 4-Ize
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Yeah, hah, When it all come down to it we ain't have shit! (Woo! Use your mouth, haha) Ludacris, 4-Ize, it's like this I make niggaz eat dirt and fart dust Then give you a eighty dollar gift certificate to Pussies 'R Us I eat the whole pie, and leave nothing but the crust So you can feel what it's like, with instinct but no guts A sac wit no nuts or a mack wit no sluts Give me a full-body massage, I still can't be touched They call me Seymour Butts, cause I get mo' ass than most They say I'm next and got that butter love, and get too close Follow the leader cause I'm meaner than medulla oblongota My Tribe's on more Quests than Midnight Marauders It's all pina coladas, no cops and robbers Taking trips back and forth from here to the Bahamas I hump more than llamas, get rolled more than tires If you say I'm not nice, then you'se a motherfucking liar Entitled to your Opini-ons, into the next millennium So many Major Coins that I thought I had a million 4-Ize, 4-Ize whatcha? 4-Ize Yo, I am going to blow up the Earth With my "pew-36 explosive space modulator" Buddha be praised, you meditator Drop squad interrogator, 85 percent regulator The Educator and the Almighty Creator, dedicator The separator of fiction, I spark friction Smoking "Hay" without the Crucial Confliction 4-Ize prescription; microphone, Jackie Stallone Psychic prediction, Egyptian description Of my psychical, my flesh is weak and it's pitiful Spiritual is hooked up to the invisible Umbilical cord of my Lord, Kumbiya Devine Kah Remove paper of tar from every cigar I slap authority like Gabor, Zsa Zsa Half Allah, Half Anti Christ Superstar Rocking the microphone with a hand like Dr. Claw While I'm hitting trees, harder than Sonny Bono Double Dragon, mixed up with an Abobo I kill villains in slow-mo for talking crazy in my Dojo Got nothing to lose, like I'm a boxcar hobo When I get Ludacris with bridges on the promo Niggas wanna clown, I'm Homey and Bozo Cause in the grand prize game my life calling like Jo-Jo The name sticks like Toto I keep it realer than alien autopsy photo You similar to a Spice Girl going solo You lost like BEBE, or a dog named Toto My statue of liberty is Rebecca Lobo We Cop Robo, virgo Bust ass like a motherfucking homo, como estas? Tony Del Negro Built to destroy these kid's blocks of Legos Lego my Eggo cause I say so Hold the microphone, 4-Ize, I stay gifted Manifested, elevated, I uplifted The elevator, the escalator "That's not a knife? That's a knife!" Crocodile Dundee the Alligator Rustler Cause I hustle ya, under the China Big Trouble, little sewer but still I find ya Cause I'm stinky Manifest, throw you down the stairs like a slinky Yo, my third eye is blinky
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Written by: CHRISTOPHER BRIDGES, CHRISTOPHER BRIAN BRIDGES, TONY HAYES
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