[Ludacris]
AOWWWW!
I never used to snore in my sleep 'til this rap shit started
Warm thoughts fill the hot-headed and cold-hearted
Your whole paycheck, you burp it and then fart it
And y'all think I'm gon' stop? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!
In one year I got rich, now life's movin so fast
But bein broke with no food is just a thing of the past
Plus I'm the new phenomenon like white women with ass
And y'all prayin that I flop? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!
In New York I buy clothing, in Cali I get green
In Atlanta I get sleep, in Texas I sip clean
All these rappers wanna know what I'm gettin for sixteens
Try 80, want a discount? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!
See in just six months I infiltrated the system
If you find somebody better, then I'm sorry I missed him
Niggaz hate givin me props cause I might use it against them
C'mon, get Ludacris out! BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!
[Chorus 2X: Ludacris]
If you mad I'm on top, then wish me gone
If you mad I'm on the road, then wish me home
And if you mad that I'm right, punk wish me wrong
But after your three wishes - BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!
[Ludacris]
It's time to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling your disc changer
If you ever think of stoppin me - BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!
I'm a hustler by nature but criminal by law
Any charges set against me, chunk it up and stand tall
Next year I'm lookin in to buyin green by a mall{?}
You probably own a lot of property! BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!
C'mon and take a look, he's got
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Yeah, uhh
Think I'ma try somethin that I ain't
I ain't never did before on this one
Let's go
[Chorus: Sleepy Brown]
Get your lighters, roll that sticky, let's get higher (let's get higher)
Got that blueberry yum yum and it's that fire (it's that fire)
Get your lighters, roll that sticky, let's get higher (let's get higher)
Got that blueberry yum yum and it's that fire (it's that fire)
[Ludacris]
Got a little bit of blueberry yum, yum
And I never woulda thought that it could taste this gooooooooood
Thank God for the man who put it in my hooooooood
It's got me singin melodies I never thought I woooooould
I'm feelin sorry for the homies who be smokin woooooood
Chop chop, break it down for a player like ye ye ye ye..
I'm 'bout to find me a woman and skeet skeet skeet skeet..
I'ma keep smokin 'til I reach my peak peak peak peak..
Or 'til I'm stuck and my body feels weak weak weak weak..
Headed down to the Dungeon, wonderin, if they got some mooooore
And if they don't then I'ma haveta, settle fa, some 'droooooo
But it just ain't cool cause right on after, I'ma have-ta go
And continue on my mission fishin for the yum yum but I'm movin slowwww
[Chorus]
[Ludacris]
Yes fire fire got me so tired, I'ma stop drop and rollllllll
Put a wet towel under the doooooooooooor
Don't pass it I can't take it no moooooooooooore
Somebody take a trip down to the stoooooooore
Hurry please, cause I need some snacks snacks snacks snacks..
And how long will it take it to get back back back back..?
Yes indee
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Que:
9 time out of 10 I'm probably fuckin' with some hoes
At the strip club playin' Eenie Meenie Miney Mo
Walk in side the booty club, I'm pickin' any one I want
9 times out of 10 I'm probably fuckin' with some hoes
Que:
9 time out of 10 I'm probably fuckin' with some hoes
At the strip club playing Eenie Meenie Miney Mo
Walk in side the booty club, I'm pickin' any one I want
9 times out of 10 I'm probably fucking with some hoes
Eenie Meenie Miney Mo, Eenie Meenie Miney Mo
Eenie Meenie Miney Mo, Eenie Meenie Miney Mo
Eenie Meenie Miney Mo, Eenie Meenie Miney Mo
Eenie Meenie Miney Mo, Eenie Meenie Miney Mo
Ludacris:
Luda!
50 thousand hangin' from my earlobe
With a bank account that most niggas would kill for
Stupid retarded crib, and all my whips clean
Rockin' some Jays that don't come out til 2015
I'm moonwalking bitch,
Yeah, I'm Michael Jackson thriller fresh
Slipped inside the mirror, saw a pimp nigga in the flesh
Spray some Polo cologne, to match my Polo socks
Now Coke bottle bitches, make your soda pop
And drop it like I ain't ever seen you drop it before ho
Drop it for a legend or this DTP logo
Drop it for a little free marketing and promo
And let me Instagram this photo
Que:
9 time out of 10 I'm probably fuckin' with some hoes
At the strip club playing Eenie Meenie Miney Mo
Walk in side the booty club, I'm pickin' any one I want
9 times out of 10 I'm probably fucking with some hoes
Eenie Meenie Miney Mo, Eenie Meenie Miney Mo
Eenie Meenie Miney Mo, Eenie Meenie Miney Mo
Eenie Meenie Miney Mo, Eenie Meenie Miney Mo
Eenie Meenie Miney Mo, Eenie Meenie Miney Mo
Ludacris:
Scrolling through my Ho-lledex
Eenie Meenie Miney Mo, let
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[nate dogg]
[chorus]
I've got hoes
I've got hoes, in different area codes (area, area codes..codes)
Hoes, hoes, in different area codes (area, area codes..codes)
[ludacris]
Now you thought i was just 7-7-0
And 4-0-4, i'm worldwide bitch, act like yall don't know
It's the abominabol "o" man
Globe-trot international post man
Neighbor-dick dope man
7-1-8s, 2-0-2's
I send small cities and states i-o-u's
9-0-1, matter fact 3-0-5
I'll jump off the d-4, we can meet outside
So control your hormones and keep your drawers on
'til i close the door and i'm jumping your bone
3-1-2, 3-1-3, 2-1-5, 8-0-3
Read your hor-o-scope and eat some hor-derves
Ten i pump one these hoes is self serve
7-5-7, 4-1-0, my cell phone says overload
[chorus]
[ludacris]
Now everyday is a hol-i-day
So stop the violence and put the 4-4 away, keeps you to hold today
5-0-4, 9-7-2
7-1-3, whatcha gon do
You checkin up the scene, i'm checkin a ho tonight
With perpendicular vehicular homicide
3-1-4, 2-0-1
Too much green, too much fun
I bang cock in bangkok
Can't stop, i turn and hit the same spot
Think not, i'm the thrilla in manilla,
Schlong in hong kong
Pimp em like vision, magic don juan
Man after henny with a coke and a smile
I just pick up the muthafuckin phone and dial
I got my condoms in a big-ass-sack
I'm slaggin this dick like a new jack, biatch
[nate dogg]
Is it cuz they like my gangsta walk?
Is it
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I started wit 10 Mack 10’s
10 clips and 10 piers
Got 10 times richer in the span of 10 years
Bitch I’m10 times 2 on a scale from 1 to 10
I’ll battle 10 crews wit the strength of 10 men
At 9 I was into crime sex and drugs pushing an
89 block Chevy sittin on dubs
9 thugs all ski mask black suited wit gloves
Ready to imprint yo chest wit at least 9 slugs
Man I ate 8 clips wit 8 tricks
Watching 8 flicks
Use 86 if you ate pussy wit fake lips
I figure 8 when my mind goes in circles
Did I do that or was it Mr. Colored Irkle
Or the 7 AK 47’s so what
I got 7 seven hoes stopping by 7 to 4
They’ll put 7 in your chest 7 days a week
And add a foot for good measure
You’ll be seven feet deep
Chorus:
It goes 10,9,8,7,6,5,4
3.2. Murder 1 lyrics at your door
These DTP niggas come ready for war
So don’t start the fucking game until you settle the score
Verse 2:
I got six hoes distributing on six blocks
Is glistering from cops trying to stop
These rock from disturbing
Six gunshots left I palm boxes before the pigeon hit
It’s street justice not its six holes in your casket
Get me a high 5 and I’ll put the gun lower than your esophagus
Smack you so hard that you have to come wit 2 pacalyps
5 stars 20 rims
5 cars
I’d add mare but I had to subtract one from 5 bars
I got 4 44’s on the rip on the floor
For you niggas talking shit
I’m finna show you what for
I did 4 month in the bing instead of a hearse
Now it’s DPT for life&
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Five Foot Six, Nice Size Dick.
Long Ass Hair You Could Pull My Shit
I Dont Even Care We Could Do It Anywhere
Bust One In The Elevator,
One In The Stairs.
She Seperate Her Legs On The Arms Of The Chair
Sex Is In The Air, She Want Me To Hit It Rare.
That Means Raw, That Means Naw,
I Could Pull Out But That Means Jaw.
That Means Gulp
I Wake Up To Vodka And Orange Juice
Baby You Could Drink My Pulp
Think She Wont?
I Bet She Will
Baby Doll Ride With No Hands On The Wheel
Still Lil Wayne Disregarding The Lil
How That Boy Grew Up And Got A Sex Appeal
Yeah! Im So Dressed To Kill
Tell Her I Hit Her Pussy Like Vagisil Fareal.
Shorty Let This Be Known
I Got My Own Crib
And You Can Come Through
Get Some Of That Good Dick
Only If You Need To Shorty
You Could Bring Your Kids
I Gotta Ps2 And All Of That Good Shit.
Ill Let That X Box Keep Them Busy
Call Pop Get A Bag Of Dro
Keep You Dizzy
Yeah, Thank You Lil Jay
I Got It From Him
Then We Can F**k And Sweat That Weed Smell Out Of Ya Hair
Yeah Shorty Gotta Booty Like Popcorn
Remove Ya Underwear
But Please Leave Them Socks On
Feet Or Toes
I Aint Really Into That
Just Tryina Put My Hand On Top Ya Head Like A Fitted Cap
Cuz Your Feelin That
Shorty I Know You Is.
Observe That No Clothes Sign
When You In My Crib
Yeah I Cant Let Em Get Past Me
I Cut That Camera On And Shorty Said- You Nasty
Hop In My Whip
Lets Ride.
Let Me Feel Them Thighs
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Look, Rockwilder On The Beat
1,7 In Ya Face, Mack Maine U My Nigga, Cash Money Wassup
Check Me Out
[Verse:]
Young Money Mu'tha Fukka Where The Cash At
I Put Numbas On Ya Head Like A Class Hat
See I Dun Been Through Everything Like A Lab Rat
Can U Swim Cuz U Sleepin Where The Crabs At
I Stand Before U Bitch Niggas With The 5th Cocked
Boom Boom!!!!
U Can Hear A Pen Drop
Bullet Proof Vest Cannot Defend Tops
Wanna Walk N My Shoes U Need 10 Socks
But These Niggas Is Actors Like Rick Foxx
Stick 2 The Script Or F**k Around And Get Written Out
We In This Mu'tha F**ka Throwin Up The Sets
G4 Boys
Throw Em Off The Jet
[Chorus X2: Lil Wayne]
And Me And Mack Is Just 2 Niggas From The Same Hood
Fell From The Same Tree
Cut From The Same Wool See Im The Young Lion
And He The Young Bull
Welcome 2 The Zoo
U Are In The Zoo
[Mack Maine:]
Warning
Mack On The Dollar Hunt
Im Feelin Real Slick Bitch I Got My Collars Up
Spread The Word Boi I Keep The Kush Bottled Up
40 Cal Pal U Can Get Hollowed Up
If U Aint Talkin Money Hommie Then Dats Cheap Cheddar
Im Pissin On The Game Feelin Like I Gotta Weak Bladder
N Yall Fallin Off U Climbin Up A Weak Ladder
N Im 2 High 2 Try 2 Reach Ya Son
I Rock Shows Everyday Wit Ms. Cita's Son
Then Im Uptown Baby Like Im Peeta Gunz
I Lost Tyreek 2 The Lord I Speak
I Got Game I'll Have A Vegie Tryna Eat My Meat
[Chorus X2: Mack Maine]
Me N Tune Is Just 2 Niggas From The Same Hood
Fell From The Same Tree
Cut From The Same Wool He The Young Lion
And Im The Young Bull
Welcome 2 The Zoo Nigga
Welcome 2 The Zoo
[Lil Wayne & Mack Maine]
Now Bring It Back To Hollygrove Yea Hollygrove
A Well Part Had Work By The Sliding Boards
A Well Part Ge
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Lil Wayne-
He he hee
I'm a young playa nigga, (what)
I get the game from the big tymers, nigga (what, what)
Who else? (Speak on it) On the real nigga, on the real nigga
Respect the game
'cause I got the game
Lil Wayne-
Y'all know who I is
Weezy coming thru in the bubble eye Benz
See me front in back with the wood all around
Plus I got that *boom boom* surround sound
Don't hate on me boy if you do *pow* get down
Come from under my shirt try to lift you off the ground
But on the other hand, I'ma keep running man
I got about a hundred coming up with three Hummers man
We stuntas man
I might stumble across a grand and give it to you wifey
And watch how she *slurp* on my pipey like a Icee
I might be in a Range that night
I might be in a Lex watching the game tonight
I got a hundred on Kobe, hope he playing it right
But if I lose, its cool, that's some change lil shite
That ain't nothing
I ain't doing nothing if I, I ain't stunting
Hold up, girl be quiet, Lil Wayne coming.
Baby-
Slow yo roll lil one
You ain't glad its bought
And Ms. Pat and gray head over there
In the back card gambling
At the bar dranking
But go head, just be quiet with 'em lil one
Lil Wayne-
Broads I use 'em
Hatas I bluse 'em
My whole front grill is full of confusion
Got dammit
Weezy pull up in a Porsche, expanded (expanded)
I was to the back, niggas couldn't stand it
Soon as I left the scene, the women vanished
I got it like that
Got Rolex, blue shit hard to say watches
Plus I bought all of my niggas Cartier watches
Weezy and his clique leave with forty b-e-atches
"Million Dollar Man" baby Ted DeBiosi
Catch me sippin on some Hen, maybe Covoursier
Samm
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[Intro: Lil Wayne - talking]
I met her when I was young and she was younger
With a body like woman so her age meant nothing
I had to get her number
After how she made them daisy doots fit her all summer
I'm wishing I could hit her all summer
And all she ever wanted
Was for young Weezy to love her
But all I ever wanted was to cum easy and dump her
But that didnt come easy
''cause she ended up being my baby's mother
and then I felt smothered but little did I know
I'd never find the same girl inside another
But I never thought that I'd be looking for her
And I never thought that late at night
When I'm in the mix...laying down with some chick
That suddenly it'll click
How this broad in my drawers dont know shit
Bout what I did 'fore I was big
When's there's a woman with my kid where I should be
She screamed to me (What?)
My love, my patience, my pain (OK)
Nigga please
[Chorus]
I got the young'n blues y'all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young'n blues y'all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young'n blues y'all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young'n blues y'all (da-da-da-da-da)
[Verse One]
I met her after the fame
And she aint even like me but I got her after the game
Mami was a nice piece, young Cali sweet thang
Made her into wifey and then reality changed
It was going good...I was happy again
But then things got rapidly strange
And it had to be Wayne
She was still a virgin
What more could I ask from a dame
But I was a bastard...I asked for the pain
Now my ass in the rain
And she got a new life...the picture flipped
And none of it includes Weez and all his bullshit (Shit)
And I remember the Bahamas for the weekend
[Hook]
You gotta walk like a (soldier)
Talk like a (stunna)
Move like a (player)
And get it like a (hustler)
You gotta walk like a (soldier)
Talk like a (stunna)
Move like a (player)
And get it like a (hustler)
Because I won't let y'all worry me
I got something chrome that I carry with me
It's Young Weezy Wee y'all ain't scaring me
I'm the seventeen don till they bury me
[Verse 1]
Eh, it go whoa oh me oh my ay ay
I'm H-O-T-B-O-Y ay ay
I'm so fly I'm the Birdman Jaya
Stunting in the gray uh
Shortie play your player
Slick clean hey ya
Fifteen riding with me spray ya
You don't want no drama with me play fa
Keep low or it's murda she wrote pussy nigga
I gotta keep it cooking 'cause the streets still hot for a shooking
Plus my late pops still looking
Bust my tray quick if ya hate the pimp
Think it's all big fish I don ate the shrimp
Roll out with the hood 'cause I'm so damn street
I rep Hollygrove and Hollygrove rep me
And that's how Weezy Wee be
And y'all gon R-E-S-P-E-C-T me
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
I'm riding and I'm dolo on my way to the stizzo
Knowing on my waist is the sizzo
Wheezy so hot glock ten and a pistol
Big rims with the tires thin as a pencil
Mami want me 'cause I got pimping potential
I stick to my mental
Don't make me stick my fifth to your temple
Forget I'm getting rich for a cent
Bitch I'm coming get you for my baby mama's rent I will flip you
90 on the highway seeing what the whip do
Cops get behind me they want see the whip too
S-Q professor C-M-B alumni
Everybody else fails except the young guy
Don't worry bout Weezy for real nigga I done mine
Got th
