Lyrics:
and lets brawl at hall, nigga
Straight fallin', when we use to chill up on park benches
My twenty block radius, think we need some barb wire fences
Stop
played by a honeyDIP
But now I'm on the money TIP so now I call the honeydip honey BITCH
And swing hardcore because that's where I come from (yeah)
I
and lets brawl at hall, nigga
Straight fallin', when we use to chill up on park benches
My twenty block radius, think we need some barb wire fences
Stop
That bitch heard my
That bitch heard my
That bitch heard my
That bitch heard my dick good, now she want to chill
She heard I got anxiety, she trying
Geken by al die meisies mooi fokken lyfies pull up to the club met jou bitch dis jou wyfie oe
Dis jou wyfie oe, oe
Geken by al die meisies mooi
borrow a billion
Mediterranean by a village (woo)
I'm surrounded by cocktails and beautiful women to kick it with (woo)
Yeah, yeah, I'm in this bitch
don't play station
Bitch I play the drug game
You can run man hitter stick ya gone by Sunday
Monday sticky with me at my nine to five lift the company
ass bitch in Dead Presidents
Add on, the billboard sloan
Check it now, you get the gold dick award
It's like jail, and it's the sixth floor
Test me,
This one is called "Tha Shiznit"
You're about to go downtown, bitch
Right here on the station that plays only platinum hits
That's 187.4 on your FM
Gotta stay up in my zone in my zone
Bitch I'm done
Fuck every body else
Imma make it by own, by my own
By my own
By my own
Yeah fuck a midtime
Yeah just want ah nigga to know Ian got No Chill
If they fuck with me you feel me?
It's ya boy OT$ Bitch
And I brought my boy YTN B wit me
YTN B
believe
So I grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy-ass weave
She started talkin' shit, wouldn't you know?
Reached back like a pimp and slapped the ho
chill, thug livin' pay the bills, I'm dyin' violently
Closed caskets, expose bastards, I leave 'em bloody
Deloris Tucker, don't let your kids
Hear
Lynn, bitch supposed to be in the Benz
Parked in row ten, her and that slow ho Gwen
Shoulda known she was a bitch that we both coulda boned
If posted
Success must be the cause of all this stupid shit
Move bitch last year was something ludacris
Rumors came in numerous
Headaches felt like tumors shit
Got me
that was back then, now look where we at
Straight to VIP, my niggaz, man we deep
You gonna go by 2 or 3
Before you get to me
The bitch, and she a G
This one is called "Tha Shiznit"
You're about to go downtown, bitch
Right here on the station that plays only platinum hits
That's 187.4 on your FM
Ludacris’ type lady
Might move a bitch, right babe
I ain’t rude I’m just hype lately
Ain’t cool
Ain’t calm
Ain’t smooth, he’s a loser, improving and coming
You like yogi bitches now? Fuck that!
How'd you get in here? Chill
Let's see if your bitch could dodge these bullets, nigga
My nigga, you know what?
a rhyme
It got me feeling like I'm
Fading from the lime light
This writers block thing is a bitch
I'm like the rappin' Barry Bonds
They can't see me take
I'm forever on it/
Easin the palm itch, by the style, niggas astonished/
Ludacris of you to try to adopt what I was born with/
Sharp as a razor, I'm
back then had the ruger clip
Wanna listen to Ludacris, I told her hell na, u know that we jamming my music bitch
I'm focused on me, I believe in my
These niggas pop alot of shit
Bad lil bitch want to fuck
She want to suck a lot of dick
Because the bucks I stack it up let it pile by the by the by
Let's go
Surrounded by some real niggas (Lil Top)
Hey
Yessir (they won't do it)
(Buddah Bless this beat)
I said I need it
This Draco
.jpg/204px-Ludacris_2008_(cropped).jpg "Ludacris")
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