Ludacris lyrics

Chorus Ooooh noooo I caught him with a blow to the chest Ooooh noooo My hollow put a hole in his vest Ooooh noooo Im bout to send two to his dome Cry babies go hoooome I got people scared as fuck like when condoms break Or how your heart deals with eatin 80 pounds a steak So put your belly on the plate and watch your weight You frosted like a flake and Ludacris feels GRRRREAT! who one come face me face come one who and women give me face til they face turn blue they can't breathe dick to mouth recisitation a tight squeeze but it stops the lengthy conversations I play stations, jump cops and lose agents I'm doctor love, I close curtains and fuck patients When I kick and rip and flip indespinsable rhymes My black ass is so hungry, I'll take a bite outta crime And it'll hurt if I swallow, but even more if i choke neighbors call the fire station off the blunt that I smoke you see I crush cowards, funerals, I'll send flowers and I'm on the overpass flick pennies in rush hour you see im ambidextrious, i slap ass with both hands delete your first ____ but i'll save the last dance i just bought some new guns my momma said it aint worth it, but im at the shooting range just cause practice makes perfect bulls-eye i stunt growth and stop lives and you run with niggaz that's more chicken than pot pie *chicken noises* im shaking your tail feathers, i got big balls, ima sack king like chris webber luda take ya back to duck hunt and double dribble when niggaz sold quarters and dimes and smoked nickles my cars got big tvs and satelittes i got a wheel of fortune cause i flip o's like vanna white and the survey says.. kill a motherfucker now, could it be off with his head? or shoot of motherfucker now, ground round ground chuck and ground beef bullets gather round and shoot rounds around teeth?? Chorus i kick niggaz in they ass, we boot em like laptops and they wouldn't even box if I gave them a flat top you punks pucker and pout, bicker and babble, now they all lost for words like i beat em in scrabble you see I'm from a small town called fresh off a cop's ass where mister head potatoes a skin to get mashed i smell puss from fifty yards yall not playing with full decks as if i jacked out the jacks and left fifty cards catch me in vegas, spinning the green i'll ?re? up with more chips than a vending machine then you can catch me in rome macking some broads and stickin em and you'll be at home picking yo boogers and flickin em a drug dealers dream, im so fresh and im so clean im a grown ass man and yall sweeter than sixteen so go and kick rocks beyond, you're just rookies headin downstairs to get you some milk and cookies Chorus Get This Ringtone

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