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Catch Up

Down South

J-Prince Presents: Realest Down South

1999

I'm hit
Not by no bullet or no pellet 
But the smoke from the can a beer shit
I might just be too high
Then I put my middle finger up when I

Used to a to act a fool I was Ludacris
Lived by that old Law Like Leviticus
Instead of black Men tekashi would of been Lynched
Really I been goin

Pimp Council

Too Short

Golden Grain

2002

unaware, I saw him in traffic
Beeped the horn and threw a deuce in the air, yeah, I'm a playa

But I feel guilty 'bout cuttin' a broad
I need counsellin'

Coming in as high as tsunami's ride
The revenue you'd be surprised
It might be all we need to pull the country out of land slide
But what would I know I

I don't need no team
I don't need no fuckin help
All I need is me
I don't need nobody else
I do this by myself
Do this by myself
I do this by myself

Hoes in My Room

Snoop Dogg

Chicken -N- Beer [Clean]

2003

underwear, silly"
But I was turned off by her tupper-ware titties
(Fake bitches, break bitches, make bitches
Kick rocks, when they fucked up in they face

'm big timin'
Lil' nigga you ain't boss enough
Lil' nigga you ain't boss enough
Shawty want a ryda and I be rydin'
Always workin hard yeah I put the time

'm a Ludacris huh
I wanna '64, jugg like the Eazy
Rolling out blunts, and dreaming about cruisin'
Shoutout to YE i need new pair of Yeezy's
Shoutout to Yeat,

get leaked
Hop in his car he gone he fleed
Got no friends like Vlone tee
Like a chef I'm by my cheese
Yeah, Huh
Move bitch
Like I'm (yeah)
Ludacris
I

Holidae In [DVD]

Snoop Dogg

Now That's What I Call Music! DVD, Vol. 2

2004

call me up [phone ring] said it's a ho-tel party
Just bring the liquor there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the store
Get

Holidae In

Snoop Dogg

Jackpot [Clean]

2003

call me up [phone ring] said it's a ho-tel party
Just bring the liquor there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the store
Get

everything a nigga is do crazy... you can call it ludacris
Spent years out here fightin' for a spot no i aint new to this
Been in beast mode lyrical healin'

be worth cuz I need a
Ride or die to be by my side
Said she asking for a love song
Yh she just wana feel like she loved
Give her roses cuz she been

ring] said it's a ho-tel party
Just bring the liquor there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the store
Get a 12 pack of Corona,

I be like damn what was the reason top off the season...
GG the relish, getti the sauce, Ross the boss-
Tough on the jaw 
Make sure you mean when you

get Majin Buu'd in Budapest
I'm still loving you and we get back like Ludacris yeah yeah
I just had to take me some time
Need you through the days

Wordz of Wisdom

3rd Bass

The Cactus Album

1989

, two, three the hard way
This time there was three
One, two, three the hard way

A Ludacris Buddhist, boo this when I do this
So true to this,

Wordz of Wisdom

3rd Bass

Cactus Revisited

1990

, two, three the hard way
This time there was three
One, two, three the hard way

A Ludacris Buddhist, boo this when I do this
So true to this,

I'm P-Lo, we know
Your pockets ain't bigger than your ego
I need a rich nigga like De Niro in Casino

Boss shit, know you need a boss chick (boss

I got these bitches mad
Just kiss my ass
Show you the door
I'm popping tags
I'm in my bag
I'm need more hoes
I ain't tripping on my boss shit on my

I make the laws like I'm congress my bitch she flawless
Gas what I smoke by the whole zip that shit is potent
They wanna know who the boss is I am

Smoked out power pack
Long day hour nap
Feeling good that's all facts
Smell so strong need a couple bags
I rarely sleep mind running laps
Shordy over

Cut different I keep it lowkey
Boss shit I'm a mf G
Number 1 I can never be 3
These niggaz not fw me

Cut different I keep it lowkey
Boss shit I

the deuce everytime im riding by 
Hit the back streets moving in low profile 
I know where im at I dnt need NO tour guide 

Down in Texas we be Holdin , Big