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Ludacris( Christopher Brian Bridges )
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Mouthing Off (feat. 4-Ize)
I make niggaz eat dirt and fart dust Then give you a eighty dollar gift certificate to pussies 'R us I eat the whole pie and leave nuthin' but the crust So you can feel what it's like, with instinct but no guts A sac wit no nuts or a mack wit no slut
Give me a full body massage, I still can't be touched They call me Seymour Butts, 'cause I get mo' ass than most They say I'm next and got that butter love and get too close Follow the leader 'cause I'm meaner than medulla oblongata
My tribe's on more quests than midnight Marauders It's all pina coladas, no cops and robbers Takin' trips back and forth from here to the Bahamas
I hump more than llamas, get rolled more than tires If you say I'm not nice, then youse a motherfuckin' liar Entitled to your opinions, into the next millennium So many major coinz that I thought I had a million
Yo, I am goin' to blow up the earth With my pew-36 explosive space modulator Buddha be praised, you meditator Drop squad interrogator, 85 percent regulator The educator and the Almighty Creator, dedicator
The seperater of fiction, I spark friction Smoking hay without the crucial confliction 4-Ize prescription, microphone, Jackie Stallone Psychic prediction, Egyptian discription
Of my psychical, my flesh is weak and it's pitiful Spiritual is hooked up to the invisible Umbilical cord of my Lord, Kumbiya Devine Kah Remove paper of tar from every cigar
I slap authority like Gabor, Zsa Zsa Half Allah, half anti Christ superstar Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Rockin' the microphone with a hand like Dr. Claw While I'm hittin' trees harder than Sonny Bono
Double Dragon, mixed up with an Abobo I kill villains in slow-mo for talkin' crazy in my Dojo Got nothin' to lose, like I'm a boxcar hobo When I get Ludacris with bridges on the promo
Niggaz wanna clown, I'm homey and Bozo 'Cause in the grand prize game my life callin' like Jo-Jo The name sticks like Toto I keep it realer than alien autopsy photo
You similar to a Spice Girl goin' solo You lost like Bebe, or a dog named Toto My statue of Liberty is Rebecca Lobo We cop Robo, Virgo
Bust ass like a motherfuckin' homo, como estas? Tony Del Negro Built to destroy these kid's blocks of Legos Lego my eggo 'cause I say so
Hold the microphone, 4-Ize, I stay gifted Manifested, elevated, I uplifted The elevator, the escalator That's not a knife? That's a knife
Crocodile Dundee the Alligator Rustler 'Cause I hustle ya, under the China Big Trouble, little sewer but still I find ya
'Cause I'm stinky Manifest, throw you down the stairs like a slinky Yo, my third eye is blinky
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