MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
ludacris - act a fool
[Intro]
DRAH! 2 Fast...
DRAH! 2 Furious...
I'M TOO FAST FOR Y'ALL MAYN!
DRAH! 2 Fast...
DRAH! 2 Furious...
OHH! I'M TOO FAST FOR Y'ALL MAYN!
[Chorus]
AHH, you just came home from doin a bid
Tell me whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL
Somebody broke in and cleaned out your crib
BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL
Just bought a new pair and they scuffed your shoes
Tell me whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL
Now them cops tryna throw you in them county blues
BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL
[Verse 1]
Talkin about gats, traps, cops and robbers
It's 9-1-1, PLEASE CALL THE DOCTOR
Evacuate the building and trick the pigs
Since everybody wanna piece, we gon split ya wigs
See some fools slipped up and over-stepped they boundaries
You about to catch a cold, STAY THE FUCK AROUND FROM ME
Ya peeps talkin 'bout what kinda shits he on
You disappear like "POOF, BITCH BE GONE"
You think twelve gon catch me, GIMMIE A BREAK
I'm super-charged with the hide-away license plate
It seems they wanna finger print me and gimmie some years
They'll only get one finger while I'm shifting gears
I got suede on my roof. wood grain on the dash
Sheep skin on the rug, +Golden Grain+ on the stash
Hydraulics all around so I shake the ride
We go FRONT, BACK AND SIDE TO SIDE, WHAT
[Chorus]
Some punk just tripped up and made you spill your drink
Tell me whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL
Now your car just stopped on a empty tank
BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL
If you got late bills and you lost your job
Tell me whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL
If you about to get drunk and you ready to mob
BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL
[Verse 2]
Let's take it to the streets cuz I'm ready to cruise
Just bought me and my cars all some brand new shoes
And the people just stare so I LOVE TO PARK IT
And I just put a computer in the glove compartment
With the pedal to the floor, radar in the GRILLE
TV in the middle of my STEERING WHEEL
It's my car's birthday so we BLOWIN THEM CANDLES
More speakers in the trunk than my ride can handle
Got my name in the headrest, read it and weep
NOS tank in the back, camel hair on the seat
and when I pull up to the club, I get all the affection
Cuz the women love the paint and they can see their reflection
I'm about to take off, so F what ya heard
Because my side mirrors flap like a FUCKIN BIRD
And the fools, we gon CLOCK ONE and we'll POP ONE
Cuz my folk ridin shotgun with a shotgun
[Chorus]
You just got hustled for a wad of cash
Man whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL
Now your friends just smoked up your brand new stash
Say whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL
Now them gulls up the block still runnin they mouth
BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL
If anybody talk bad about the Dirty South
Tell me what I'M gon do? ACT A FOOL
[Verse 3]
I got my eyes wide shut and my trunk wide open
Did donuts last week and the streets still smoking
See, I'm off that anti-freeze and my car is TIPSY
Off the off ramp doin about a hundred and fifty
Rollin through East Point, on way to Ben Hill
Slide a five to the junkie to clean my windshield
Got the whole crew ridin and we startin SHIT
I even got a trailer hitch with the barbeque pit
Now all you wanna do is get drunk and pout
Plus your new name is Fire cuz we stomped you out
and yeah, we blow trees and bees, that's fantastic
So gulls hold ya weave while I'm weaving through traffic
I kicked to fifth gear and teared the road apart
You'll be like lil John Q and get a +Change of Heart+
It's one mission, two clips and some triple beams
I'M ABOUT TO BLOW THIS WHOLE SHIT UP TO SMITHEREENS
[Chorus]
The pot holes in the street just bentcha rims
Tell me whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL
MAN, THAT AIN'T STICKY, THAT'S JUST STICKS AND STEMS
BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL
Catch ya man with another bitch up in ya bed
Ladies whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL
If the bottles all gone and your eyes are red
BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL
[Outro]
2 Fast, 2 Furious...
2 Fast....ACT A FOOL
2 Fast, 2 Furious...
2 Fast....ACT A FOOL
ludacris - everybody drunk
[Chorus:]
Everybody with me drunk as fuck
Break it down and roll it up
Everybody with me drunk as fuck
Break it down and roll it up [x4]
[Ludacris:]
Ok, Ok, Ok now everybody with me drunk as fuck
Break it down and roll it up
Everybody got they killaz with 'em
Rep yo side and throw it up
Po' it up and it's goin' down
Light another blunt and it's goin' round
Puff puff pass you can toast yo glass
Later we'll screw and slow it up
If you make it fast, I can make it last
And I'm a nigga that's makin' cash
8 figures in the bank and I pull yo rank
What you thank with ya hatin' ass
Hehehehehe, you think you fly, I know you not
Hehehehehe, you tote yo knife, I tote my glock
Big body cadillac, women in the backseat,
Speakers steady pumpin' as I pass these losers
Yo car too small, why? cause I can't fit my women in a PT Cruiser
Get ya cake up, get ya weight up way up to the top 'til u can't go further
These snitches is after my riches and yes I smell bloody murder
When I cock back with a drop dat can't block dat lock dat fools betta stop dat
Otherwise you can pop back
But after dumpin a round you'll be wonderin' where the cops at
Where the cops at? cause I'm drunk as fuck
Tell'em I'm far from sober
Cause if the po po happen to pull me over
I'm a just tell'em...
[Chorus x4]
[Shawnna:]
Swisha after swisha, I blow dat official
This one fo' my niggas and everybody witcha
Pop another bottle, I'm a rep chicago
With dem 22s on dat black on black gallardo, in da front door
Gotta bottle of goose you know I'm finna get loose
Get it buck, buck holla wassup
To all my niggas in back and all my bitches in front put ya cups up
Put ya drank in, put ya smoke in
Put ya pop in, get ya roll in
Do the OC, got me open
Big diamonds, you jokin'
And I don't know what I'm gone do
But I'm gone so I'm thinkin' 'bout rollin' up
One to the head like a real thoroughbread
Know what I'm sayin' let me hit it
Roll it, roll it up
And I smoke it up
Don't give a damn if I choke it up
I broke it up and I toke it up
Eyes hella red and my throat lit up
I don't give up and I don't give in
You don't get high nigga don't get in
But won't yo friend cause he want my friend
And I been on fire since I don't know when, I don't know when
Now errbody with me pourin' up
Errbody with me hold it up
Errbody with me know, if I say so,
It's gone be throwin' up
[Chorus x2]
ludacris - get back
Ludacris - Get Back
[Intro]
Hands Up! Hands Up! Here's another one.. and a.. and
a.. another one.
[Chorus]
(Ee-Ee Whoo-Whoo) Why you all in my ear? Talkin' a
whole bunch a sh*t that I ain't tryin to hear. Get
Back! You don't
know me like that. Get back! You don't know me like
that!
(Ee-Ee Whoo-Whoo) I ain't playin' around.. Make one
false move, I'll take you down. Get back! You don't
know me like
that. Get back motherfucker! You don't know me like
that!
[Verse 1]
So, so, come on, come on. DON'T get swung on, swung
on. It's the knick-knack-patty-whack still riding
cadillacs. Family
off the streets, made my homies put the baggies back.
(Whoo!) Still snaggin' plaques (yep), still
action-packed (yep), and
dope.. i keep it flippin' like acrobats. That's why I
pack a mack, that'll crack a back, cause on my waist,
there's more
heat than the shaq-attack! But I ain't speakin' about
ballin', jus' thinkin' about brawlin' 'til y'all start
ballin'. We
all in together now, birds of the feather now, jus'
bought a plane so we change in the weather now. So put
your brakes on,
cats put your capes on, and knock off your block, get
dropped, and have your face blown. Cause I'll prove
it, scratch off
the music, like hey little stupid, don't make me
looose it!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I came (I came), I saw (I saw), I hit him right dead
in the jaw (in the jaw). [x4]
See I caught him with a right hook, caught him with a
jab, caught him with an upper cut, kicked him in his
ass. Sent him
on his way cause I ain't for that talk, and no trips
to the county.. I ain't for that walk! We split like 2
pins at the
end of a lane, we'll knock out your spotlight and put
indian fangs. Holding DTP pinned at the end of yo'
chain, and put
the booty of a swish at the end of a flaamme.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Hey, you want WHAT with me?! I'm gonna tell you one
time, don't F*CK with me! Get down! Beat his ass..
ain't got nothin'
to lose, and i'm havin a bad day, don't make me take
it out on you! [x2]
Maann, cause I don't wanna do that. I wanna have a
good time and enjoy my drink.. sit back and watch some
women get drunk
as hell, so I can wake up in the morning with a story
to tell. I know it's been a little while since I've
been out the
house, but now I'm here.. you wanna stand around
runnin' yo' mouth? I can't hear nothing you sayin' or
spittin', so what's
up? Don't you see we in the club?, man shut the f*ck
up!
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Ah! We in the red light district!
Ah! We in the red light district!
Whoo! We in the red light district!
Ah! We in the red light district!
Whoo! We in the red light district!
Whoo! The red light district!
Whoo! The red light district..
Ah! The red light district..
ludacris - all around the world
You're beautiful, beautiful, you should know it
(You're beautiful, beautiful, you should know it)
I think it's time, think it's time that you show it
You're beautiful, beautiful
(Go, go, go)
Baby watcha doin' ? Where you at? Where you at?
Why you acting so shy? Holding back, holding back
We're not the only ones doin' it like that, it like that
So DJ bring that, bring that, bring that, bring that back
Cuz all around the world people want to be loved
Yeah, 'cause all around the world, they're no different than us
All around the world people want to be loved
All around the world, they're no different than us
All around the world
(All around the world)
You're crazy girl, crazy girl, you should know it
(You're crazy girl, crazy girl, don't control it)
Light it up, light it up, so explosive
You're crazy girl, yeah, yeah
Baby watcha doin' ? Where you at? Where you at?
Why you acting so shy? Holding back, holding back
We're not the only ones doin' it like that, it like that
So DJ bring that, bring that, bring that, bring that back
All around the world people want to be loved
Yeah, all around the world, they're no different than us
All around the world people want to be loved
All around the world, they're no different than us
All around the world
[Ludacris]
Once again, the Dr Mac do ya back at it
JB, Luda!
I love everything about you
You're imperfectly perfect
Everyone is itching for beauty
But just scratching the surface
Lost time is never found
Can the DJ please reverse it?
In life we pay for change
Let's make every second worth it
Anything can work if you work it
Worth it when people say you don't deserve it
Then don't give in
Cuz hate may win some battles
But love wins in the end
You shine just like the sun while the moon
And the starts reflect your light
Beauty revolves around you
It's only right that
All around the world people want to be loved
All around the world, they're no different than us
All around the world (people want to be loved)
All around the world (they're no different than us)
All around the world (people want to be loved)
All around the world (they're no different than us)
All around the world
Swaagboylieber
ludacris - break your heart
[Ludacris]
(Whoa) LUDA!
Now I may not be the worst or the best
But you gotta respect my honesty (whoa)
And I may break your heart
But I don't really think there's anybody as bomb as me
(whoa)
So you can take this chance, in the end
Everybody's gonna be wondering how you deal (whoa)
You might say this is Ludacris
But Taio Cruz tell her how you feel
[Taio Cruz]
Now listen to me baby (uh uh oh oh)
Before I love and leave you (uh uh oh oh)
They call me heart breaker (uh uh oh oh)
I don't wanna deceive you (uh uh oh oh oh)
If you fall for me
I'm not easy to please
I might tear you apart
Told you from the start, baby from the start
I'm only gonna break break your, break break your
heart [x4]
Whoa, whoa
There's no point trying to hide it (uh uh oh oh)
No point trying to evade it (uh uh oh oh)
I know I got a problem (uh uh oh oh)
Problem with misbehaving (uh uh oh oh oh)
If you fall for me
I'm not easy to please
I might tear you apart
Told you from the start, baby from the start
I'm only gonna break break your, break break your
heart [x4]
[Ludacris]
That's all I'm gonna do woman
(Whoa) Listen now, I'm only gonna break your heart
And shatter and splatter it all into little bitty
pieces (whoa)
Whether or not you get it all together
Then its finder's keepers and losers weepers (whoa)
See I'm not trying to lead you on
No I'm only trying to keep it real (whoa)
You might say this is Ludacris
But Taio Cruz tell her how you feel
[Taio Cruz]
(Eh) and I know karma's gonna get me back for being so cold (eh)
Like a big bad wolf I'm born to be bad and bad to the bone (eh)
If you fall for me I'm only gonna tear you apart (eh)
Told ya from the start (eh)
I'm only gonna break break your, break break your
heart [x4]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
ludacris - ultimate satisfaction
[Intro:]
[Voice]
Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction
[Ludacris]
Satisfaction
[Chorus: Voice]
Yeah, blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
It gives me (satisfaction)
[Verse 1: Ludacris]
Can you handle it
808 bang in the back with the woofer like boom boom boom boom
With my foot on the pedal and my hand on my strap
Got the engine like vroom vroom vroom vroom
What's up, you ain't never heard a nigga rap like-like this before
I got an addictive flow that'll give you (satisfaction)
I'ma make you satisfied, even if it kills me
Even if it takes the slower minds, a little bit of time to feel me
Recollect the 15 million I sold, or the 30 times I went gold
And if you take 2 puffs of this dro, it'll give you (satisfaction)
I've sold the most and noone's close, but I'm not meaning to brag
It's different strokes for different folks, like Angelina and Brad
Some keep the heat in the stash, put 30 keys in their Jag
And if cops ain't peepin your tag then you're gonna feel some (satisfaction)
Pumpin' out albums like Reverend Run is pumpin out children, here's another one
So catch me on more 24's than Kiefer Sutherland
I'm bound to be the greatest, I'm determined to win
Until then I can't get no (satisfaction)
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Smoke]
I'm the one that went to the gunfight with a knife, and won
Left with his pistol and left him dead, the guy he tried to run
Just because my verse 2nd don't mean I am not the one
When I'm done I'm guaranteed to give you (satisfaction)
I might not be the best in the world, but the best the world ever seen
I'm all been in Georgia's daughter Conde ding-a-ling king
And when I'm digging deep in the spleen, I'ma make the cream and she scream
Baby get me hard like a Snickers bar I give her (satisfaction)
Yessir there ain't not other way so motherfuck what you say
Y'all had this spot, we took you off the top like a toupee
Them coke's been kick and pushed in this fiasco like Lupe
Back that ass up like Juve, cause the south we givin them (satisfaction)
Ever since I signed with Luda and them, my chances of losing are slim
Y'all talk that smack but copycat and do a movie like him
Yessir my mob got that goodie, as if my group had a kid
We gonna continue to give them a double dose of (satisfaction)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Shawn Jay]
Yea Fleetwood drop the bomb, when I rhyme it's TNT
That's why my money long as the line at the DMV
When they askin who was that that was snappin I'm that answer dude
Like Snickers bring no nuts no (satisfaction)
I hustle and flow, I done been by my cheese since I was knee high
Weed what you need, hit me I'ma drop off peaches like I'm T.I.
Earvin Johnson gimme that rock and magic cap of Shawn Jay
Dope sold money for (satisfaction)
I been the nigga they can't fuck with, hot but the flow cold
Flip rocks by the boatload O.G. no see see me get tipped off getcha no dough
Zip-loc full of dro tow big glocks on the hip cocked try to play the big shots
Get popped with the four four
Don't be the reason they mopped in the floor for payin me, that (satisfaction)
Fool for a dollar let me get that pop, man I need this cream
Where my cake give me my candles, I got sweet sixteen
Now the kid with the cocaine flow got DTP on his necklace
Now Luda tell them what you think about your invest (satisfacton)
[Chorus - 2X]
ludacris - what them girls like
[Ludacris (Chris Brown):]
Luda! (Yep)
S.G.!
Chris Breezy (It's Meeeee)
[Refrain: Chris Brown]
OH OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OH OH OH OH
OH OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OH OH OH OH
(Darkchild)
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like
[Sean Garrett:]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like
[Chris Brown:]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like
[Sean Garrett (Ludacris):]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills (HAHAHA!)
And it's me they wanna kill (LUDA!)
Cause I give her what them girls like
[Verse 1: Ludacris]
Relax & take notes,
While I'm put you up on game
Get a sweeter connect, then if I put you up on cane,
But you should grab yourself a seat and a Whisky Double,
Because the girls of the world ain't nothin but trouble,
They like a little danger and might not admit it,
But they on for the chase and they want us to come and get it,
PLUS THEY LOVE A YOUNG THUG THATS OVERFLOWIN WITH SWAG!
AND KEEPS HIS WOMEN ALL DRAPED IN NEW LOUIS VUITTON BAGS!
With Louis Vuitton pumps, look at her walk to 'em,
I like open toe straps, but SG talk to em!
[Sean Garrett:]
I gotta whole buncha girls I'm tryna bring by their kryptonite,
Betta wear your cake, cause they bringin that kryptonite,
[Chris Brown:]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like
[Sean Garrett:]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like
[Chris Brown:]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like
(Ludacris) I KNOW WHAT YOU LIKE BABY!
[Sean Garrett:]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like
[Ludacris:]
Yea, we gonna take this to verse 2,
Now some of em wanna family, a sense of security,
Neckless, bracelets and all other types of jewelery,
So, shop till you drop, or till it makes you psychotic,
Heres a triple Black Card, it ain't trickin IF YOU GOT IT!
Others will stay content if you just makin 'em laugh,
Send 'em to the spa, get a massage then bubble bath,
So later on, they can dance and throw a drink in they hand,
And try any and everything they never did with they man, ME!
So get loose and slide off your damn garments,
Show 'em whose the boss, they take orders from the SERGEANT
There's places on your body that I'm tryin to find,
So in the sack, talk to me, tell me what's on your mind,
And I got plenty more to learn if you'z invested in me,
They don't love me for who I am but who I'm destined to BE,
And for that!, I'll give you everything up under the sun,
Cause in the end, ALL THE GIRLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN!
[Chris Brown:]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like
[Sean Garrett:]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like
(Ludacris) I know what you feel YESSSS!
[Chris Brown:]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like
[Sean Garrett:]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like
[Ludacris:]
They wanna talk to ya, so SHUT UP AND LISTEN!
If you can't take the heat, THEN GET THE F**K OUT THE KITCHEN!
Cause a ride or die man for his ride or die chick,
Gets that ride or die pudding for that ride or die SHIT!
I say,
They wanna talk to ya, so SHUT UP AND LISTEN!
So if you can't take the heat, THEN GET THE F**K OUT THE KITCHEN!
Cause a ride or die man for his ride or die chick,
Gets that ride or die pudding for that ride or die SHIT!
[Chris Brown:]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like
[Sean Garrett:]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like
(Luda) Hahaha, YEAH! WHOO!
They wanna go ON VACATION! I KNOW IT!
Let's Go!
[Chris Brown]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls like
[Sean Garrett:]
I know what they feel
Cause I'm breathin on the hills
And it's me they wanna kill
Cause I give her what them girls like
(Luda) Yes! They want what they can!
[Outro:]
[Chris Brown:]
OH OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OH OH OH OH
OH OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OH OH OH OH
[Luda:]
Women,
I love y'all, there's not enough time.
Believe dat, and if your man don't tell you every day how beautiful you are,
I'm lettin' ya know right DAMN now,
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL BABY!
I love women so much, I have one,
Hahaha,
LUDA!
Chris Breezy, this too eazy,
SG what up!
Hahaha.
ludacris - area codes
(Nate Dogg)
(Chorus)
I've got hoes
I've got hoes, in different area codes (area, areacodes..codes)
hoes, hoes, in different area codes(area area codes..codes)
{Ludacris}
Now you thought I was a 7-7-0 and 4-0-4
I'm worldwide bitch, act like ya don't know
it's the abominabol ho man
Globe-trot international postman
neighbor-dick dope man
7-1-8's, 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 bones
3-1-2,3-1-3,2-1-5,8-0-3
read your hor-o-scopes and eat your hor-dorves
'til i pump one these hoes is self serve
7-5-7,4-1-0 my cell phone just overloads
(chorus)
{ludacris}
Now every day 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 watcha gona do
you checkin up the scene, I'm checkin a hoe tonight
with perpindicular vehicular homicide
3-1-4, 2-0-1
To much green to much fun
I bang cock in Bangkok
ca'nt 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 motherfucking phone and dial
I got my condoms in a big-ass-sack
I'm slagging this dick like a New Jack,BIATCH
(Nate Dogg)
Is it cause they like my gangsta walk? (gansta walk)
is it cause they like my gangsta talk? ( gangsta talk)
Is it cause they like my handsome face? (handsome face )
is it cause they like my gangsta ways? (gansta ways)
Whatever it is they luv it
And they just won't let me be
I handle my biz, don't rush me just relax and let me be free
Whenever I call come running
2-1-2 and 2-1-3
You know that I ball stop frontin'
For I call on something free
(chorus)
{Ludacris}
9-1-6, 4-1-5, 7-0-4
Shout out to the 2-0-6
Everybody in the 8-0-8
2-1-6, 7-0-2, 4-1-4
3-1-7, 2-1-4, 2-8-1
3-3-4, 2-0-5, I see ya
3-1-8, 6-0-1, 2-0-3
8-0-4, 4-0-2, 3-0-1
9-0-4, 4-0-7, 8-5-7
ludacris - who not me
[Small World X4 (Ludacris)]
Uhhuhh no way no how, get like blaow, blaow, blaow kapaow
(Yeah, you ever hear somebody sayin' something and you think they talking)
(Bout you, you not quite sho' Younasayin' but it aint no way they talking' bout)
(You, introducing the new membes of Disturbing Tha Peace: Small World)
(From Norfclk, Dolla Boi from Playaz Circle, Here we go What?)
[Chorus X2]
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
[Small World]
3, 2, 1
What's begun, is the start but bitch we be saying we
"we just getting started it since one"
Y'all been monitoring, pondering bout it
How bout I, pull it out and kapaow, I'll heat em up out his mouth with it
Big Small World, Norfclk is the gang, extended clip in the jeans
Put em in a box like Bisquick
I'm a laker wit clips, get em in the lake wit clips
Truth is ya a clipper with clips aint cha bitch
I'm bout my loot and dollars, I'll shot you for looting dollars
But you lootless and dollarless, fuck it I shot for Luda n Dolla
I crash parties, blast with proposed toast
Im a have a problem like Scrap blat with me short of hoes
One for ya damn lips, or there be mixture of blood and dandruff
If you don't get my damn drift
Creep to ya grave and leak DT Piss
This is yo highness at his less tempered
Keep it pimpin' and watch
[Chorus X2]
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
[Dolla Boi]
I been having a bad day, the same ol shit
We don't give a fuck about who you is
The same ol clique, and the same ol biz
The same ol flip , wit the same ol whip
The same 4-4, with the same ol clip
Half the bullets gone, the otha half you can get, bitch
R.I.P. Rick James "I'm Rich Bitch"
You talkin' to much, nigga you a snitch bitch
And we don't do it like that
We do 3 quarter drops and we bring a brick back, black
Don't act get ya whole trap splat, ack
Unload em reload em, we back black
And when dem gats letting off
Red dots loud noises like planes taking off
Dolla Boi I got the game in a cross, make me bang at cha boss
For dem things coming soft, nigga
[Chorus X2]
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
[Ludacris]
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Now if a bad b*tch wants dick, then its dick I give her
Ludacris nigga, I stand and deliver
Neva back down, won't shake nor shiver
fuck with me and get found in the Chattahoochee River
This 7 inch shank, will put a stop to his ticker
But shoties to the body make him drop much quicker
Yeah I appear to be a nice lil nigga
fuck with anything I love, I'm a stone cold killa
Eating off of 'Sace (versace), sleeping on chinchilla
8 figga nigga, I'm a multi milla
See me in the street, it can't get no realer
Giving back to my hood with a pocket full of scrilla
My neighbors say my house can't get no bigga
I do good ass bidness, with a bad ass temper
Please tell ya bitch, stop playing with my zipper
Or I'll Brrrrddd Stick Her HaHaHa Stick HER!
[Chorus X2]
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
ludacris - block lockdown
Oh it's my turn? Aiight..
I got permission to put ya mamma in a headlock (what?)
She tried to jook me in a figure-fo' leg lock (ohh)
She said she like the way I stick and make the bed rock
or how I lick and leave her twisted like a dreadlock, and it's on
So stop the sweatin like a wristband
And get some balance like a bike without the kickstand
I think I changed the definition of a hit man
Cuz I could really give a fuck about that bitch man, c'mon!
We puttin holes in your residence
And lose anybody for the right president
We thugged out street niggaz with intelligence
So all that bullshit you yappin is irrelevant
Oh yeah, I represent the Dirty Southside
I'm a dentist makin women open they mouth wide
You be in jail still runnin it on the outside
Thank not then won't ya open up ya mouth riiiight, but who cares?
[Refrão: 2X]
I got my corner on lockdown
About to hold this whole block down
Ludacris tell um how the South sound
UUH BUDDAH-LAA AH, UH UH UH BUDDAH-LAA
UHH BUDDAH-LAA AH uh oh uh oh uh oh
[Verse 2]
Comin to Shady Park is like a peep show
It's some respectable ladies and there some freak hoes
I know killers that go to church up in they street clothes
You'll end up missin more than Shaq when shootin free throws
They packin and bout to open up the dope spot
My neighborhood is stoppin cars like a roadblock
They movin' weight like Atlanta was movin boat rock
And catchin ums like seeun Muslims eatin pork chops - never happen
And meanwhile I been thinkin man (thinkin man)
Niggaz been slangin tapes like they slangin 'caine
Cuz in the hood its gettin ugly like orangutang
So if you tryin to stop the hustle get the dangalang
Okay, we tryin to make our own White House
Paint it black and start yellin our fuckin pipes out
You try to tackle some players and you'll get psyched out
They can't fuck with us niggaz you think they dyked out, so don't play
[Refrão]
Disturbin The Peace, we do that funky shit
Hey, what can I say? We got a monkey clique
See Dre'll throw on them shades, and make that funky shit
And keep y'all women away if they got funky clit
Understand, we got that dough and it get rolled up
You pay the price and still we got the block sold up
Aint nothin nice a full house don't make you fold up
You full of heist and try to jet and I'm like -
hold up, god damn - I need to say it on a megaphone
And tell your sister get the fuck up off the telephone
These fools is tickin me off like fifty metronome
I'm takin all of ya money just call me Pebbletone!
Alright? I got the pistol and the safe key (safe key)
You betta tell your bitch to follow you to safety
How dare you wanna be heroes and try and chase me
It's Ludacris wont leave no evidence to trace me, you know why?
[Refrão]
Funky shit oh
Do that funky shit oh
Do that funky shit oh
Do that funky shit oh
Do that funky shit uh
Do that funky shit uh
Do that funky shit
ludacris - coming 2 america
The royal penis is clean your highness
Thank you, king shit
Yeah motherfuckers! welcome to the united states of america.
Time to roll out the red carpet on y'all bitch asses.
Hailin from the filthy, dirty south, where the kings lay.
Ludacris; disturbin' tha peace family. recognize royalty
When you hear it. the throne has been taken, so kiss this
Nigga's earring. luda throw some grapes on these bitches!
[ludacris]
These bitches throwin rose petals at my feet mayn!
They wanna spoil me, treatin me like royalty;
What i'm 'sposed to do? it's such a sweet thang
Work that track, whip 'em like kunta
That's why they stay down, they loyal citizens of zamunda
By way of a-t-l; if you disagree
Don't even look at me ho don't pass go just go straight to jail
With no probation or bail, but this ain't monopoly
It's jolly green giants cause we smoke so much broccoli
Uh-oh, spaghetti-o's! luda's oodles of noodles
And testin me is like pitbulls put up to poodles
My rap career goes back further than yo' father hairline
It's ludacris - i pack more nuts than delta airlines
I'm fly, even when i get high i work cash
And even got my coats bumped up to first class
I'm boss to all employees - and i'm here to teach the principle
Cause i've been saved by mo' bells than lark vorhees
Man fuck that nigga 'cris man, for real man. i'm tired of
This shit man. man i try to rap for the nigga, i try to get
A nigga tracks; he ain't hearin my shit. man for real.
Man my four-year-old son can rap better than that nigga;
Man that nigga garbage. man i got talent too, the nigga ain't
Hearin me. man iii-iiiis this shit on? 'cris, c'mon 'cris.
'cris, f'real man. fuck you nigga, man fuck you!
[ludacris]
Fuck you too! what you wanna do, scrawny nigga
But i got a arsenal of automatics down to twenty-twos
Know how to use 'em, fight dirty as shit
I throw a grenade and all-in-one bury a clique
You see y'all got it all wrong like women in tuxedos
And comin up shorter than five danny devitos
I'm on a cool ranch, get laid more than fritos
With five strippers, four wives and three amigos
I go scuba divin in bays at montego
I find gold links and snatch 'em like i'm deebo
But i'm the light-skinteted version of mandingo
I've seen more beatles and jagged edges than ringo
I used to run numbers in line they caled me bingo
Cause i'm big, you a little star, you just twinkle
Old asses like sharpeis, y'all all wrinkled
And i stay with more bullets than yo' billboard singles
Ho that is just too much! you just gotta give applause
He is definitely all f'real - yaseei'msayin? ha ha i be
Fuckin with him all the time, yahhmean? i'm sayin, i used
To just (?) now home come through he want filters a purple,
He want quarters a purple now. i want y'all to trip with it
Man, i woulda sold him a coupe (?) we coulda played with,
Yaseewhati'msayin?
[ludacris]
Yeah, can i get a little hit of that, little nigga with a bigga sack
See piece of the bigger trap look at that god be rollin on that
Where they kick it at? and a lot of people just don't know
Shady park you heard just don't go
Quick to flip the bird up po'-po'
Makin the way for that rodeo, that rodeo show!
Gotta hit 'em with a reload, i gotta put 'em with the people
I gotta make a nigga stop, drop, roll - oh no where the beat go?
Bring that, shit back, didn't wanna hear that, clik-clak
Tons of fun with guns
Fuck all the lil' chit-chat get back get that get that
Who knows, who goes there? motherfuckers it's poppa bear
Stop and stare; pourin out a lil' gasoline and then drop a flare
Come on, fire! and you know i can't stop 'til i re-tire!
Oh no, we stay swoll, rollin on vogue tires!
Right down the avenue, passin you rapidly stackin
In the back of the cadillac and packin emergency action
Camera, light lights, throwin a punch and then fight fight
Packin a lunch and then bite bite, a-t-l stay tight tight
I'm just tryin to save ya shorty. i'ma let you know
It's real down heah. when you ride down that two-eighty-five,
And you go past kincaid, get ready to go past that cambleton road
Fo' you get it cut free shorty just shave; cause dat where dem
Real niggaz at. i ain't lyin when you in decatur and you flossin
Down clintwood, cambleton road or (?) boulder to shave!
Cause dat where dem real niggaz at. when you're goin down that
Ol' nat hill and you pass dat second waffle house 'fore you get
To the rich niggaz daaang, cause dat where dem real niggaz at!
Matter of fact, just shave when ya get to georgia nigga.
ludacris - everybody hates chris
Sing along with me,
Say fuck you Luda [x3]
Yea, I guess that´s why everybody hates Chris
Say fuck you Luda [x3]
Yea, I guess that´s why everybody hates Chris
Ok now, this is for the Gs and this is for the hustlers
This is for the diamonds and the watch all clustered
Spread em like mustard, canary yellow
Now women in my face like hello
Yea I´m sort of a big deal
These Giovanni rims are sort of a big wheel
This five course dinner is sort of a big meal
This Bentley GT can make Luda dissapear
Faster than David Copperfield mothafucka
I´m talkin five star tellis, and penthouse suites
Yea I´m just a playboy between penthouse sheets
Hit the club and go and party with some penthouse freaks
Party with Britney, Lindsay and Paris together
Get in line and buyin' bottles that´s
taller than Chris Webber
And makin haters sneeze from diamonds and sick leathers
Cause my ice gives em cold like they as
if they under the weather
But my women keep me warmer than a polo sweater
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[Chorus:]
Now I stay fresh to death draped in gangsta fits
Over 12 million sold I drop gangsta hits
Live in mansions and drive around in gangsta whips
You swear I´m bout to get into some gangsta shit
Oh no here comes trouble, my vision is skewed
I can only see in doubles, two models two bottles
That'll pop like bubbles and when I get home
The girls tops lift off like airspace shuttles
60 seconds till blast off
My car got a face lift and took it´s mask off
Tint so dark it look like I took the glass off
The body was white for 8 weeks
Before I finally decided to take it´s cast off
Now it´s blacker than a bottom less pit
You talk shit you´ll end up with bottom less lip
I hit a nigga so hard, I´ll make him swallow his spit
Then I be with Bobby V on that anonymous shit
[Chorus]
I go for broke like TLC
The hottest nigga on the mic
Yea I believe that´s me
Now all the ladies wanna give a lil TLC
Cause Luda was set for life after 3 LPs
Yep
Still countin still climbin the charts
And rappers still talkin shit
Like they was rhymin in farts
I cross the finish line twice
They still tryin to start
But my infrared beam will make em shine in the dark
[Chorus]
ludacris - diamond in the back
[Chorus]
I wanna (diamond in the back)
I wanna (sunroof top)
I wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean)
I wanna (diamond in the back)
I wanna (sunroof top)
I wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean)
I wanna (diamond in the back)
I wanna (sunroof top)
I wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean)
I wanna (diamond in the back)
And I wanna (sunroof top)
I wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean)
diamond in the, diamond in the, diamond in the...
[Verse 1]
It's hard growin' up lookin' at drug dealers wit' all this paper
Wonderin' how I can get me some
My family's strugglin', I'm buggin', sittin' on my porch
So confused, chewin' on some bubblegum
I was always taught to use my manners with the misses
But please, stay away from the hoes and snithes
And I was always reached for the sky, I dont know why
Ima little bitty kid wit' a whole buncha gangsta wishes
When I grow up, you just wait, Ima be so straight
And everything's gonna be so marvelous
No more borrowin' from the neighbors, no more haters
No more blowin' Nintendo cartridges
Ima have it made in the shade, Ima be so paid
And my fam, get 'em off that payin' them bills
Matta fact Im schemin' my way on up out this hood, I'll be good
When I ditch these trainin' wheels
[Chorus]
Diamond in the back
I wanna (sunroof top)
I wanna (diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)
I wanna (diamond in the back)
I wanna (sunroof top)
I wanna (diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)
I wanna (diamond in the back)
And I wanna (sunroof top)
I wanna (diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)
I wanna (diamond in the back)
I wanna (sunroof top)
I wanna (diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)
Diamond in the, diamond in the, diamond in the...
[Verse 2]
I'm sick and tired of ridin' public transportation
Been patient waitin' on my set of wheels
I'm willin' to do what it takes, whatever the stakes
In order to get myself some dollar bills
It's too many holes in my socks, and I'm ready to box
Anyone tellin' me I need better shoes
And I aint the only one trippin', or makin a fuss
My older cousin need some cheddar too
He thinkin' 'bout comin' up on the lick, to get it quick
It involves that local corner store
I overheard him say he knew who works there
And whatever they do, dont let the owner know
I hope he come back with enough to let me borrow some change
At least for the summer
And if he dont let me borrow nothin, but ask me what I want
Ima tell him I wanna...
[Chorus]
Diamond in the back
I wanna (sunroof top)
I wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean)
I wanna (diamond in the back)
I wanna (sunroof top)
I wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean)
I wanna (diamond in the back)
Could use a (sunroof top)
Sho' wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean)
I wanna (diamond in the back)
I wanna (sunroof top)
Sho' wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean)
Diamond in the, diamond in the, diamond in the...
[Verse 3]
Why cant I walk with a limp mama? wont be no drama
For goodness sakes, Im just a kid
Had to get my whoopin' in fo's, I was just a po'
Like there no remorse for what I did
Gotta learn the hard way, when runnin' them streets
How some just creep, really just to eat a meal
"I coulda swore it was mine," what I used to tell the po-pos
What I left to rob and steal
Man, I gotta earn for a livin', aint nobody givin' me nothin'
Find somethin' I love to do
Hmm, what about that pimpin'? It's good tippin'
Tax free, and I know a lot of people that love to screw
Yeah, it's just a way of the world, with boys and girls
I'm adjustin' to my environment
This government cheatin' us, so I'll cheat 'em back
Why cant work feel like retirement?
[Chorus]
Diamond in the back
I wanna (sunroof top)
I wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean)
I wanna (diamond in the back)
Could use a (sunroof top)
Sho' wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean)
I wish I had a (diamond in the back)
I wanna (sunroof top)
I wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean)
I wanna (diamond in the back)
And I wanna (sunroof top)
I wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean)
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta...
ludacris - move bitch
"Move Bitch"
(feat. I-20, Mystikal)
[whistling]
[Chorus 2x: Ludacris]
Move bitch, get out the way
Get out the way bitch, get out the way
Move bitch, get out the way
Get out the way bitch, get out 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 still
I've been drankin' and bustin' two
and I been thankin' of bustin' you
Upside ya motherfuckin' forehead
And if your friends jump in, "Ohhh gurrlll", they'll be mo'dead
Causin' confusion, Disturbin Tha Peace
Since not into lution', we run in the streets
So bye-bye to all you groupies and golddiggers
Is there a bumper on your ass? NO NIGGA!
I'm doin' a hundred on the highway
So if you do the speed limit, get the FUCK outta my way
I'm D.U.I., hardly ever caught sober
and you about to get ran the FUCK over
[Chorus]
[Mystikal over second chorus]
BITCH! Watch out, watch out, watch out
BITCH! Watch out, watch out, watch out, move
Here I come, there I go
UH OH! Don't jump bitch, move
You see them headlights? You hear that fuckin' crowd?
Start that goddamn show, I'm comin' through
Hit the stage and knock the girlies down
I fuck the crowd up - that's what I do
Young and successful - a sex symbol
The bitches want me to fuck - true true
Hold up wait up, shorty
"Oh wazzzupp, get my dick sucked, what are yoouu doin'?"
Sidelinin' my fuckin' bussiness
Tryin' to get my paper, child support soon
Give me that truck and take that rental back
Who bought these fuckin' T.V.'s and jewelry bitch, tell methat?
No, I ain't bitter, I don't give a fuck
But i'ma tell you like this bitch
You better not walk in front of my tour bus
[Chorus]
[I-20 over second chorus]
Bring it, get 'em
Too bad I'm on the right track
Beef, got the right mack
Hit the trunk, grab the pump pump, I'll be right back
We buyin' bars out, showin' scars out
We heard there's hoes out, so we brought the cars out
Grab the peels cuz we robbin' tonight
Beat the shit outta security, we startin a fight
I got a fifth of the remy, fuck the Belve and 'cris
I'm sellin' shit up in the club like I work in the bitch
Fuck the dress codes, it's street clothes, we all street niggaz
We on the dance floor, throwin' bows, beatin' up niggaz
I'm from the D.E.C., tryin' to disrespect D.T.P.
And watch the bottles start flyin' from the V.I.P.
Fuck this rap shit, we clap bitch, two in your body
Grab ya four, start a fight dog, ruin the party
So move bitch, get out the way hoe
All you faggot motherfuckers make way for 2-0
So...
[Chorus]
[whistling]
ludacris - what s your fantasy
Ludacris:
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Give it to me now, give it to me now
Give it to me now, give it to me now
Shawna:
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Give it to me now, give it to me now
Give it to me now, give it to me now
Chorus:
Ludacris & Shawna (repeat 2x)
I wanna li li li lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the floor
I wanna ah ah you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I got le le let me now kno kno know what's your fan-ta-sy
Ludacris:
I wanna get in th Georgia dome on the fifty yard line
When the dirty birds kick fo' three
And if you like it in the club we can do it
In the DJ booth or in the back of the VIP
Whip- cream with cherries and strawberries on top
Lick it don't stop
With the dow lock
While the boat rock we go buy
Robots or they got to wait 'til the show stop
Or how 'bout on the beach with black sand
Lick up your thighs and call me Pac Man
Table top or just give me a lap dance
The rock to the park to the point to the flat lands
That man named Ludacris (woo) in the public bathroom
Or in the back of a classroom
However you want it lover lover, gonna tap that ass some
See I cast 'em and I pass 'em get a tight grip and I grasp 'em
I flash 'em and out last 'em
And if it ain't good, then I trash 'em, while you stash 'em
I'll let 'em free
And tell me what they fantasy
like up on the roof, roof, tell your boyfriend not to be mad atme
Chorus:
Ludacris:
I wanna get you in the bath tub
With the candles lit, you give it up, 'til they go out
Or we can do it on stage of the Ludacris concert
'Cause you know it got sold out
Or red carpet dick could just roll out
Go 'head and scream, you can't hold out
We can do it in the pouring rain
Runnin' the train, when it's hot or cold out
How 'bout in the library on top of books
But you can't be too loud
You wanna make a brother beg for it
Give me TLC 'cause you know I be too proud
We can do it in the white house
try to make them turn the lights out
Champaign with my campaign let me do the damn thing
What's my name, what's my name, what's my name,
Aww the sauna, jacuzzi
In the back row at the movie
You can scratch my back and rule me
You can push me or just pull me
On hay in the middle of the barn (woo),
rose pedals on the silk sheets, uh
Eating fresh fruits sweep yo woman right off her feet
Chorus:
Ludacris:
I wanna get you in the back seat, windows up
That's the way, you like to fuck
Fogged up, fog alert
Rip the pants and rip the shirt
Ruff sex , make it hurt
In the garden,all in the dirt
Roll around, Georgia Brown, that's the way I like it twerk
Legs jerk, over worked, under-paid, don't be afraid
In the sun or in the shade
On the top of my Escalade
Maybe your girl and my friends can trade
Tag team, off the rope, on the ocean or in the boat
Factories, or hundred spokes
What 'bout in the candy sto', that chocolate chocolate, make itmelt
Whips and chains, handcuffs, smack a little bootie up, with mybelt
Scream HELP, play my game
Dracula and I'll get my fangs, horse back, I'll get my reins
School teacher let me get my grades
Chorus (repeat 4x):
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