Ludacris lyrics
Ludacris lyrics
"Who Not Me lyrics"
Redemption lyrics
The next best path to nothing is the way in which you liveTake it don't leave it because the choice is not yoursVoid is the path that controls your immortal toilYour soul lies dormant when your bodies in the soil[Pre-Chorus]The lies they feed - the love the greedThe empty need (it's written on your face)Just lies and greed your soul they needOn the weak they feed (it's written on your face)Just lies and greed the
(feat. Dolla Boi, Small World)The next best path to nothing is the way in which you liveTake it don't leave it because the choice is not yoursVoid is the path that controls your immortal toilYour soul lies dormant when your bodies in the soil[Pre-Chorus]The lies they feed - the love the greedThe empty need (it's written on your face)Just lies and greed your soul they needOn the weak they feed (it's written on your face)Just lies and greed the
[Small World X4 (Ludacris)]
Uhhuhh no way no how, get like blaow, blaow, blaow kapaow
(Yeah, you ever hear somebody sayin' something and you think they talking)
(Bout you, you not quite sho' Younasayin' but it aint no way they talking' bout)
(You, introducing the new membes of Disturbing Tha Peace: Small World)
(From Norfclk, Dolla Boi from Playaz Circle, Here we go What?)
[Chorus X2]
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
[Small World]
3, 2, 1
What's begun, is the start but bitch we be saying we
"we just getting started it since one"
Y'all been monitoring, pondering bout it
How bout I, pull it out and kapaow, I'll heat em up out his mouth with it
Big Small World,
I Think I lyrics
I THINK IThe pennies on my eyes have just been liftedInto drive...my gear's been shiftedYou're blinded while I cruise alongAnd the radio plays that familiar songi-i-i-i i think i love youoooooh! the paini-i-i-i i think i love youwith all of my brainSince I met you girl my heart's on fireEndless days and nights you lead me to perspireMy pulse is beating fast, my pressure's getting higherIt's l
Norfclk is the gang, extended clip in the jeansI THINK IThe pennies on my eyes have just been liftedInto drive...my gear's been shiftedYou're blinded while I cruise alongAnd the radio plays that familiar songi-i-i-i i think i love youoooooh! the paini-i-i-i i think i love youwith all of my brainSince I met you girl my heart's on fireEndless days and nights you lead me to perspireMy pulse is beating fast, my pressure's getting higherIt's l
Put em in a box like Bisquick
I'm a laker wit clips, get em in the lake wit clips
Truth is ya a clipper with clips aint cha bitch
I'm bout my loot and dollars, I'll shot you for looting dollars
But you lootless and dollarless, fuck it I shot for Luda n Dolla
I crash parties, blast with proposed toast
Im a have a problem like Scrap blat with me short of hoes
One for ya damn lips, or there be mixture of blood and dandruff
If you don't get my damn drift
Creep to ya grave and leak DT Piss
This is yo highness at his less tempered
Keep it pimpin' and watch
[Chorus X2]
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
[Dolla Boi]
I been having a bad day, the same ol shit
We don't give a fuck
Seconds Away lyrics
I feel you, Inside me, And slowly I'm gone. I'm losing It quietly Drawn into the sun. Lovers go And lovers come It's the same for everyone. For my life I'm holding on, it's fragile, precious. I see you, Inside me, And softly I'm done. I'm falling, I'm melting like liquid, I run. Lovers all And lovers none But it changes everyone. For a moment, then it's gone, it's fr
about who you isI feel you, Inside me, And slowly I'm gone. I'm losing It quietly Drawn into the sun. Lovers go And lovers come It's the same for everyone. For my life I'm holding on, it's fragile, precious. I see you, Inside me, And softly I'm done. I'm falling, I'm melting like liquid, I run. Lovers all And lovers none But it changes everyone. For a moment, then it's gone, it's fr
The same ol clique, and the same ol biz
The same ol flip , wit the same ol whip
The same 4-4, with the same ol clip
Half the bullets gone, the otha half you can get, bitch
R.I.P. Rick James "I'm Rich Bitch"
You talkin' to much, nigga you a snitch bitch
And we don't do it like that
We do 3 quarter drops and we bring a brick back, black
Don't act get ya whole trap splat, ack
Unload em reload em, we back black
And when dem gats letting off
Red dots loud noises like planes taking off
Dolla Boi I got the game in a cross, make me bang at cha boss
For dem things coming soft, nigga
[Chorus X2]
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
[Ludacris]
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Now if a bad bitch wants dick, then its dick I
Landed lyrics
We'd hit the bottom, I thought it was my fault And in a way I guess it was I'm just now finding out What it was all about Moved to the west coast away from everyone She never told me that you called Back when I was still, I was still in love Till I opened my eyes and walked out the door And the clouds came tumbling down And it's bye-bye, goodbye, I tried And I twisted it wrong just to make it right
give herWe'd hit the bottom, I thought it was my fault And in a way I guess it was I'm just now finding out What it was all about Moved to the west coast away from everyone She never told me that you called Back when I was still, I was still in love Till I opened my eyes and walked out the door And the clouds came tumbling down And it's bye-bye, goodbye, I tried And I twisted it wrong just to make it right
Ludacris nigga, I stand and deliver
Neva back down, won't shake nor shiver
Fuck with me and get found in the Chattahoochee River
This 7 inch shank, will put a stop to his ticker
But shoties to the body make him drop much quicker
Yeah I appear to be a nice lil nigga
Fuck with anything I love, I'm a stone cold killa
Eating off of 'Sace, sleeping on chinchilla
8 figga nigga, I'm a multi milla
See me in the street, it can't get no realer
Giving back to my hood with a pocket full of scrilla
My neighbors say my house can't get no bigga
I do good ass bidness, with a bad ass temper
Please tell ya bitch, stop playing with my zipper
Or I'll Brrrrddd Stick Her HaHaHa Stick HER!
[Chorus X2]
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me