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Produced By: Mike WiLL Made It
[Verse 1: Ludacris]
Look, I make my own decisions, learn from my own mistakes
My enemies they want beef but donât know whatâs at stake
I started out with nothing, just a dream and some hope
I fiend for riches like them crackheads fiend for the dope
I went from freeze tag to holding some weed bags
To a clown of hoes juggling my bean bags
I went from spin the bottle to kiss the model
Take 3 more seconds we gonâ find out if she spits or swallows
I heard itâs a recession, while you hardly survive
The hardest decision of my day is which car Iâmma drive
Rolls Royce Phantom, maybe the gold Ac'
Or the origami Ferrari the way it fold back
This ainât no 760, bitch this a Alpina
Custom kits, chrome lips as deep as vagina
And women lost for words, guess they donât know English
No matter what language they speak, they all know dinglish
[Hook: Ludacris] x2
Donât you understand with this blunt in my hand (Iâm on fire)
Smoke, smoke, smoke sumân
Donât you understand with the world in my hand if I hate the shit
(How am I to know)
[Verse 2: Ludacris]
Now as the world turns, spinning on its axis
My dick be brushing womenâs lips like chapstick
They say itâs cold outside
So like a dentist, Iâm just trying to keep they mouth wide
Reminiscing on my days on the south side
I made Nene leak and I ainât talking âbout no housewives
From eating canned tuna to shoe deals with Puma
From women saying âHey Chrisâ to âGoddamn Luda!â
From playing slap box to making the âLac drop
To white neighbors all swear Iâm slanging crack rock
Eyes so low, they think Iâm Asian when Iâm blazing
Cuz that purpleâs on my chest like Iâm playing for the Ravens
Cadillac Deville still rolling âtil the tires flat
Not from Arizona but I swear I want that diamond back
Sunroof top, wood grain wheel
I signed for millions, yâall will never get the same deal
[Hook] x2
[Verse 3: Big KRIT]
I got a candy coated fetish, ho donât you forget
Well bi-bi-bi-bi let me wet it
Itâs that K-R-I-T stay beside me, we can go get this dough
That mean you mine if you show me you down, I promise I wonât let you go
I got a old school and that bass beat, if it ainât on chrome then it ainât me
Have my mouth piece colder than the A/C
So call me father winter in the peak of summer, I spit December
Breaking backs til they crack and limber, If thatâs yo bitch she canât remember
I give her wood, she holler timber
In the paint, I play the center â of attention
Take the vision of a player with (?) intentions to be richer, well I hate you missed it
Back again, one more time for them fuck niggas and them thoroughbred that wonât fuck with him
And hang on cuz I stuck with them
I ainât got time to waste ho, didnât have shit now I make more than I can barely count
Keep a thoroughbred shaking what the good Lord gave her, yo chick ass barely bouncing
We still live from the underground, ainât nothing change to me
I put it down for the south and embody everything that these lame niggas claim to be
Young Krizzle!
[Hook] x2
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- Album:
- Vitamin D (Single)
- Party Girls (Single)
- Burning Bridges (EP)
- Ludaverses (Mixtape)
- Raised In The South (Single)
- #IDGAF (Mixtape)
- Jingalin (Single)
- Ludaversal
- Rest of My Life (Single)
- 1.21 Gigawatts: Back To the First Time (Mixtape)
- Miscellaneous
- Theater Of The Mind
- Chicken N Beer
- Word Of Mouf
- Back For The First Time
- The Red Light District
- Theatre of the Mind
- Battle Of The Sexes
- Conjure Mixtape
- Battle Of The Sexes (Explicit Version)