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Correct Speak Into The Mic Lyrics
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Correct Speak Into The Mic
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[Intro] Check 1, 2 speak into the microphone Tell that bitch to speak into the microphone Now work it work it, cause practice make perfect, OK Now work it work it, cause practice make perfect, OK Now work it work it, cause practice make perfect, OK Now work it work it, cause practice make perfect, OK [Verse 1: Ludacris] I love it when she do it, she do it how I like it See the party at the studio and you just got invited She the truth up in the booth I love it when she spits them verses When she finish with that mic It make me want to buy some purses Got so many instrumentals I hope she never stop it And this microphone’s expensive So I hope she never drop it I beat it like a drum, I tap it like some snares And she almost blew her speakers But that bitch don’t really care She a top notch freak I like the way she work it She be choking on that chicken And she know just how to jerk it Put some spice up in your life So I whispered in her ear And told her go and grab that mic You’ll be the artist of the year And I’m like [Hook] Check 1, 2 Speak into the microphone Tell that bitch to speak into the microphone Check 1, 2 Speak into the microphone Tell that bitch to speak into the microphone Now work it, work it cause practice make perfect, OK Now work it, work it cause practice make perfect, OK Now work it, work it cause practice make perfect, OK Now work it, work it cause practice make perfect, OK [Verse 2: Ludacris] I need her in my life She always come in handy And she got that type of skills That make you think she won a Grammy I was almost nominated I always contemplate it If she was on the billboard top 100 Then that bitch will dominate it Cause she grab that mic and go to work Spit that verse I go berserk Booth so hot take off your shirt Grab that drink, roll up the purp We wasted in the studio Making a movie yo, with a boogie ho Just a little gangster paradise we like Coolio I’m faded cause I think I just discovered a star And you my best kept secret they don’t know who your are I keep her close and tell her baby don’t be going to far Cause She know when to grab that microphone Whether she be in the booth or the car [Hook] [Bridge] She goin’ make me sign her to a record deal Hit the store and buy her some Giuseppe heels She be on that mic so long she out of breath Put her in the booth and work her half to death She goin’ make me sign her to a record deal Hit the store and buy her some Giuseppe heels She be on that mic so long she out of breath Put her in the booth and work her half to death [Hook]
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