[Chorus: x2] I hate it when it's too many niggas, not enough hoes Too many rookies, not enough pros The game got switched on some Ludacris shit So all y'all can suck my dick, bitch!
I got a whip like Miracle Ludacris lyrical FOOL We dirty south shut yo' mouth we rock jewels No holds barred but obey the block rules Cock tools put chlorine in record pools Are there anyone like ya (Hell no!) I treat humans like students (Fail y'all) So turn ya books to page 69 and start sucking When Organized drop the tracks then start ducking When Ludacris get in the bed start fucking You wanna be starting something Get out the booth And lemme tell y'all the truth, we kick down do's Save all the H20 for front rows Live in the bank and watch for stank hoes Stay chromed out and that's on or off road If you know what I mean proceed to stay clean Light skinded nigga turn red but get green Inhale some of that 'dro but blow steam Love a combination big ass and tight jeans
Boy you done lost yo' mind No I've lost my virginity And I shot click like that fool shot Kennedy What's the remedy Hennessey Coke If you cut all your money you'd still be half broke Ashes to ashes smoke or get smoked We come by the masses you come and get choked If you take me for a fool I'll take you for a joke Tired of fast food so they cooked up dope So now we eating lobster shrimp and things And watch for impostors that's been in the game We invented the game and y'all just got hip (Man what's that smell) Probably your upper lip! Cause I love to walk around like my shit don't stank Even if it's cigars and that purple color dank Chilling in the gut with no trace of Tom Hanks So put this in yo' jaw like wieners and beef franks
I put too much sugar in my Kool Aid And party like a kid wit a high top fade Arrive to a show and I like to get paid Arrive to a hoe and I like to get laid Ride up on my back like rugs and floormats I'm on the right page but what's my format I wave to the ocean cause I'm where shores at And women go nuts just like my bozack Did you know that? Man I'm the gift of change Electric stoves so give me the keys to the Range Shagadelic, beautiful but strange Went to Magic City saw Nikki and Blue Flames Rearrange, same broad different night Pass the E&J and let a nigga get right The bomb threaten dude that's on yo same flight The highlight's that I live a high ass life