Lyrics:
purple in the back crying
Twis' and Ludacris get fucked up
[Chorus]
Pass me the
Let me smoke my
(Yeah, this a Wild style production
Twista
would like it, like this
I write this, priceless, more then my right wrist
Cock back, block track, the beat bleed, speak read
Men eat weed, bead seed,
to the sexing
I get busy with mine, do you get busy with yours?
I guess we destined to see, baby girl you a destine to be
[Chorus]
[Ludacris]
So
the lick, get it back
Hit the trick, jump the track
Bitch I want my money back
Time and time again while I'm sipping on this gin
Al Davis said it best,
Long handwritten note
Deep in your pocket
Words, how little they mean
When you're a little too late
I stood right by the tracks
Your face in
How low can you go?
Luda!
Listen, Ludacris got a remix but it gow low hold up lemme get my camera,
I wanna see Arizona, Indiana, Minasoda,
choo choo, ch'boogie!
Woo woo, ooh ooh, ch'boogie!
Choo choo, choo choo, ch'boogie!
Take me right back to the track, Jack!
Gonna settle down by
choo choo, ch'boogie!
Woo woo, ooh ooh, ch'boogie!
Choo choo, choo choo, ch'boogie!
Take me right back to the track, Jack!
Gonna settle down by
[Chorus x2]
[Ludacris]
Yo, gotta get that monkey off my BACK.. sir
I'm smokin dro and choppin O's up in my 'LLAC.. sir
Where the fuck you at when them
the way
[Ludacris]
OH NO! The fight's out
I'ma 'bout to punch yo...lights out
Get the fuck back, guard ya grill
There's somethin' wrong, we can't stay
that cut up
In the back of the club with purple in the back crying
Twis' and Ludacris get f***ed up
[Chorus]
Pass me the..
Let me smoke my..
Long handwritten note
Deep in your pocket
Words, how little they mean
When you're a little too late
I stood right by the tracks
Your face in
one careless moment but never get back
Until it's much too late time has passed them by
So while life rides the train time always flies
Life rides
ch?boogie, woo woo
Woo woo, ch?boogie, choo choo, choo choo, ch?boogie
Take me right back to the track, Jack
Gonna settle down by the railroad track
Live
a street sweeper regulating quarters, and ki's, and o's
In the two seater, Ludacris and Twista with bags of 'dro
Smoking and choking, get 'em up and croaking
Every time I hear the sound of a train
Coming down that railroad track
I get that faraway look in my eye
And I'd like to throw my hammer down
or die
Who on this track fuckin' with me, y'all is willin' to try
Chyna Whyte the thug bitch with no feelin's inside
Motherfucka
Hook
Ludacris
Well pour
ch'boogie
Woo woo ch'boogie
Choo choo, ch'boogie
So take me right back to the track, Jack!
I'm gonna settle down by the railroad track
And live
ch'boogie
Woo woo ch'boogie
Choo choo, ch'boogie
So take me right back to the track, Jack!
I'm gonna settle down by the railroad track
And live
[Tity Boi] You scared nigga!
[Lil' Flip] Oh oh!
[Verse 1: Lil' Flip]
Get out my face, get out my face! (you is a hoe hoe)
You talk behind my back
I bought a scooter and I rented a shack
Out in the sun, by the railroad track
I got a job and I'm a-breakin' my back
Workin' and workin' for
"Get in my belly!"
Stay on the track, hit the ground runnin' like Flo-Jo
Sent back in time and I've never lost my mojo
Ladies and gentlemen ah, boys
Runaway and never look back
Runaway and never look back
Well, it's a Vegas weddin' at the break of day
By a magistrate dressed in blue suede
Lost all
Pelle Pelle
They strip off my clothes and tell me, "Get in my belly!"
Stay on the track, hit the ground runnin' like Flo-Jo
Sent back in time and I've
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