Baby

Uu know uu love me,
ii know uu care,
uu shout whenever & I'll be there,
uu want my luuvee
uu want my heaart,
& we would never, ever, ever be apart,
aree we an item?
Giirl quit playiin'
we're just friiends what are uu sayiin'
so there's anotheer one,
looks right in my eyes
my frst Luuvee broke my heaart
for thee first timee & I waas Likee ...

baby baby baby Nooo,
Likee
baby baby baby Nooo,
Likee
baby baby baby Nooo,
ii thought uu'd always be mine mine [x2]

ii would have done whatever
& ii just can't beliieve we're ain't together
& ii wanna play iit cool
whilee iim losiin uu
I'll buy uu anything
I'll buy uu any ring
& im in piieces, baby fix me
& uu shake me till' uu can wake me from
thiis baad dreaam
iim going down down dooown
& ii just can't believe my first Luuvee won't be around ...

baby baby baby Nooo,
Likee
baby baby baby Nooo,
Likee
baby baby baby Nooo,
ii thought uu'd always be mine mine [x2]

LUDA!!
wheen ii was 13
ii haad my first Luuvee
there was nobody that compared
to my baby,
& nobody came between us,
no one could ever come above
she had me going crazy,
oh ii was starstruck
she woke me up dailyy
don't need Starbucks .
shee made my heart pouund,
ii skip a beat when ii see her in the street
& at school on tha playground
but ii really wanna
see her on tha weekend
she knows she got me daziing
coz shee waas so amazing!
& now my heaart is breaking but ii just keep on sayiing!

baby baby baby Nooo,
Likee
baby baby baby Nooo,
Likee
baby baby baby Nooo,
ii thought uu'd always be mine mine
[Noow iim gonee]

yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
[Noooww iim all gonee]

Now iim all gone
gone gone gone gone
Imm gone ...

Southern Hospitality
Uh, cadillac grills cadillac mills
check out the oil on my cadillac spills
matter fact candy paint cadillac's kill
so check out the ho's my cadillac fills
20 inch wide 20 inch high
oh don't you like my 20 inch ride
20 inch thighs make 20 inch eyes
hoping for american 20 inch pies
pretty ass clothes pretty ass toes
oh how i love these pretty ass ho's
pretty ass high class anything goes
catch em in the club throwing pretty ass bows
long jime jaws long jime stalls
any stank puss make my long jime pause
women on they cells making long time calls
and if they like to juggle give em long jime's balls
Chorus:
all my players in the house that can buy the bar
and the ballin ass niggas wit the candy cars
if you a pimp and you know you don't love them hoes
when you get on the flo nigga throw them bowls
all my women in the house if you chasing cash
and you got some big titties wit a matching ass
wit ya fly ass boots or ya open toes
when ya get on the flo nigga throw them bowls
Dirty south mind blown dirty south bread
catfish fried up dirty south fed
sleep in a cot pickin dirty south bed
dirty south guls give me dirty south head
hand me down flip flops hand me down socks
hand me down drug dealers hand me down rocks
hand me down a 50 pack swisher sweets box
and goodfella rich niggas hand me down rocks
mouth full of platinum mouth full of gold
forty glock cal keep your mouth on hold
lie through your teeth you could find your mouth cold
rip out ya tongue cause of what ya mouth told
sweat for the lemonade sweat for the tea
sweat from the hot sauce sweat from the d
and you can sweat from a burn in the third degree
and if you sweat in your sleep then you sweat from me
Chorus
Hit by stars hit by cars
drunk of the liquor getting hit by bars
keep your girl close cause she's hit by far
hit by the neptune's hit by guitars
afro picks afro chicks
i let my soul glow from my afro dick
rabbit out the hat pullin afro tricks
afro american afro thick
overall country overall jeans
overall georgia we overall clean
southern hospitality we overall mean
overall triple overall beams
thugged out niggas wear thugged out chains
thugged out blocks playing thugged out games
all black tinted up thugged out range
dtp stay doing thugged out thangs
Chorus 2x
(nigga throw them bowls)
(nigga throw them bowls)
(nigga throw them bowls)
(nigga throw them bowls)

Get Back
[Intro]
Heads up! Heads up!
Here's another one!
And a - and another one
OOHHHHHHHH!!!

[Chorus]
Yeek yeek woop woop!! why you all in my ear?!
Talking a whole bunch of shit
That I ain't trying to hear!
Get back muhfucker! You don't know me like that!
(Get back muhfucker!! You don't know me like that!!)
Yeek yeek woop woop!! I ain't playing around!
Make one false move I'll take ya down
Get back muhfucker! You don't know me like that!
(Get back muhfucker!! You don't know me like that!!)

[Verse]
WHOO!! S-s-so c'mon c'mon
DON'T ... get swung on, swung on
It's the knick knack paddywhack, still ride in Cadillacs
Family off the street! made my homies put the baggies back
Still stacking plaques! (yep!) still action packed! (yep!)
And dough!! I keep it flipping like acrobats!
That's why I pack a mac, that'll crack 'em back
Cause on my waist there's more Heat than the Shaq Attack
But I ain't speaking about ballin, ballin
Just thinking about brawlin till y'all start bawlin
We all in together now, birds of a feather now
Just bought a plane so we changing the weather now
So put your brakes on, caps put your capes on
Or knock off your block, get dropped and have your face flown
Cause I'll prove it! scratch off the music!
Like hey little stupid! don't make me lose it!!

[Chorus]

[Bridge - repeat 4x]
I came (I came) I saw (I saw)
I hit 'em right dead in the jaw (in the jaw)

[Verse]
See I caught 'em wit a right hook, caught 'em wit a jab



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Caught 'em wit an uppercut, kicked 'em in his ass
Sent him on his way cause I ain't for that talk!
No trips to the county, I ain't for that walk!
We split like two pins at the end of a lane
We'll knock out your spotlight and put an end to your vain
Put a DTP pendant at the end of yo chain
Then put the booty of a Swisha at the end of a flame

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
HEY! You want what wit me?!
I'm a tell you one time, don't FUCK wit me!
GET DOWN! Cause I ain't got nothing to lose
I'm having a bad day, don't make me take it out on you!
You want what wit me?!
I'm a tell you one time, don't FUCK wit me!
GET DOWN! Cause I ain't got nothing to lose
And I'm having a bad day, don't make me take it out on you!

[Verse]
Man! Cause I don't wanna do that
I want to have a good time and enjoy my Jack
Sit back and watch the women get drunk as hell
So I can wake up in the morning wit a story to tell
I know it's been a lil while since I been out the house!
But now I'm here, you wanna stand around running your mouth?!
I can't hear nothing you saying or spitting, so wassup!
Can't you see we in the club?! Man shut the fuck up!!

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Ah! We in the Red Light District!!
Ah! We in the Red Light District!!
WHOO!! We in the Red Light District!!
Ah! We in the Red Light District!!
WHOO!! We in the Red Light District!!
WHOO!! The Red Light District!!
WHOO!! The Red Light District!!
Ah, we in The Red Light District

Act A Fool
[intro]
drah! 2 fast...
drah! 2 furious...
i'm too fast for y'all mayn!
drah! 2 fast...
drah! 2 furious...
ohh! i'm too fast for y'all mayn!
[chorus]
ahh, you just came home from doin a bid
tell me whatcha gon do? act a fool
somebody broke in and cleaned out your crib
boy whatcha gon do? act a fool
just bought a new pair and they scuffed your shoes
tell me whatcha gon do? act a fool
now them cops tryna throw you in them county blues
boy whatcha gon do? act a fool
[verse 1]
talkin about gats, traps, cops and robbers
it's 9-1-1, please call the doctor
evacuate the building and trick the pigs
since everybody wanna piece, we gon split ya wigs
see some fools slipped up and over-stepped they boundaries
you about to catch a cold, stay the fuck around from me
ya peeps talkin 'bout what kinda shits he on
you disappear like "poof, bitch be gone"
you think twelve gon catch me, gimmie a break
i'm super-charged with the hide-away license plate
it seems they wanna finger print me and gimmie some years
they'll only get one finger while i'm shifting gears
i got suede on my roof. wood grain on the dash
sheep skin on the rug, +golden grain+ on the stash
hydraulics all around so i shake the ride
we go front, back and side to side, what
[chorus]
some punk just tripped up and made you spill your drink
tell me whatcha gon do? act a fool
now your car just stopped on a empty tank
boy whatcha gon do? act a fool
if you got late bills and you lost your job
tell me whatcha gon do? act a fool
if you about to get drunk and you ready to mob
boy whatcha gon do? act a fool
[verse 2]
let's take it to the streets cuz i'm ready to cruise
just bought me and my cars all some brand new shoes
and the people just stare so i love to park it
and i just put a computer in the glove compartment
with the petal to the floor, radar in the grille
tv in the middle of my steering wheel
it's my car's birthday so we blowin them candles
more speakers in the trunk than my ride can handle
got my name in the headrest, read it and weep
nos tank in the back, camel hair on the seat
and when i pull up to the club, i get all the affection
cuz the women love the paint and they can see their reflection
i'm about to take off, so f what ya heard
because my side mirrors flap like a fuckin bird
and the fools, we gon clock one and we'll pop one
cuz my folk ridin shotgun with a shotgun
[chorus]
you just got hustled for a wire of cash
man whatcha gon do? act a fool
now your friends just smoked up your brand new stash
say whatcha gon do? act a fool
now them gulls up the block still runnin they mouth
boy whatcha gon do? act a fool
if anyone talk bad about the dirty south
tell me what i'm gon do? act a fool
[verse 3]
i got my eyes wide shut and my trunk wide open
did donuts last week and the streets still smoking
see, i'm off that anti-freeze and my car is tipsy
off the off ramp doin about a hundred and fifty
rollin through east pernium, on way to ben heel
slide a five to the junkie to clean my windshield
got the whole crew ridin and we startin shit
i even got a trailer hitch with the barbeque pit
now all you wanna do is get drunk and pout
plus your new name is fire cuz we stomped you out
and yeah, we blow trees and bees, that's fantastic
so gulls hold ya weave while i'm weaving through traffic
i kicked to fifth gear and teared the road apart
you'll be like lil john cue and get a +change of heart+
it's one mission, two clips and some triple beams
i'm about to blow this whole shit up to smithereens
[chorus]
the pot holes in the street just bentcha rims
tell me whatcha gon do? act a fool
man, that ain't sticky, that's just sticks and steams
boy whatcha gon do? act a fool
catch ya man with another bitch up in ya bed
ladies whatcha gon do? act a fool
if the bottles all gone and your eyes are red
boy whatcha gon do? act a fool
[outro]
2 fast, 2 furious...
2 fast....act a fool
2 fast, 2 furious...
2 fast....act a fool

My Chick Bad

[Chorus]
My chick bad
my chick hood
my chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could
(repeated)
My chick bad, badder than yours
My my chick bad, badder than yours
My my my chick bad, badder than yours

[Ludacris - Verse 1]
I’m saying my chick bad
my chick hood
my chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
My chick bad, badder than yours
my chick do stuff that I can’t even put in words
her swagger don’t stop
her body won’t quit
so fool pipe down you ain’t talkin bout shit
my chick babe, tell me if you seen her
she always bring the racket like Venus and Serena
all white top, all white belt
and all white jeans, body looking like milk
no time for games, she’s full grown
my chick bad, tell your chick to go home
[Chorus]
My chick bad
my chick hood
my chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could
(repeated)
My chick bad, badder than yours
My my chick bad, badder than yours
My my my chick bad, badder than yours

[Ludacris - Verse 2]
Now your girl might be sick but my girl be sicker
she rides that dick and she handles her liquor
she knock a bitch out aaaand fights
coming out swinging like Tiger Woods wife
yeah she could get a little hasty
chicks better cover up there chests like pasty’s
couple girl friends and they all a little crazy
coming down the street like a parade Macy’s
I fill her up balloons
test her and guns get drawn like cartoons
Doh, but I aint talkin bout homer
chick so bad the whole crew wanna bone her
[Chorus]
My chick bad
my chick hood
my chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could
(repeated)
My chick bad, badder than yours
My my chick bad, badder than yours
My my my chick bad, badder than yours

[Nicki Minaj]
Yo, now all these bitches wanna try and be my besty
but I take a left and leave them hanging like a testi
trash talk to em then I put em in a hefty
running down the court i’m dunkin’ on ‘em Lisa Leslie
it’s going down, basement, friday 13th guess who’s playing Jason
tuck yourself in you better hold on to your teddy
It’s nightmare on Elm street and guess who’s playing Freddy
(my chick bad)
chef cooking for me, they say my shoe game crazy
the mental Asylum looking for me
you a rookie to me
I’m in dat wam bam purple Lam’ damn bitch you been a fan.
[Chorus]
My chick bad
my chick hood
my chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could
(repeated)
My chick bad, badder than yours
My my chick bad, badder than yours
My my my chick bad, badder than yours

How Low

[Hook]
How low can you go? [8x]
[Ludacris]
Luda!
She could go lower than i ever really thought she could,
Face down, ass up!
The top of your booty jiggling out your jeans,
Baby pull your pants up,
I like it when i see you do it,
Better then i ever seen it done before,
A lot of women drop it to the ground,
But how low can you go?
Lower then your mama’s ever seen it in her life time,
Never would’ve imagined did not even in her right mind,
Practice in front of that mirror,
Now you doing it on the dance floor,
Mad cause i can’t get wit ya ya just show me how to dance (OH!)
I may not wanna get low so i post it up kinda like a playa do,
But if you come to the crib,
Then i might show you girls a thang or 2,
Yea i think you a superstar wit a ass like that you gotta blow,
Before you make it big,
Theres just 1 thing i gotta know
[Chorus]
How low can you go? [8x]
I could go low, (Go low) lower than you know,
go low,(go low) lower than you know,
go low,(go low) lower than you know,
go low,(go low) lower than you know,
go low,(go low) lower than you know,
[Luda]
I be like Nick-nac-paddywac,
Oh where my kitty cat give a dog a bone,
How many licks does it takes till i get to the center and let a realer n-gga take you home,
I could make me show stop,
Soon as you hear this flow pop,
From A-T-L-A-N-T-A and all the way down to your drop,
Put the needle on a record and i make her get lower than a Lamborghini,
And if she really gettin low then imma shoot a video and put it all on TV,
Cos i like that French vanilla and the caramel,
lyrics courtesy of killerhiphop.com
But when it comes to chocolate,
I know that very well,
Asian persuasion,
no discrimination,
I love how they seen to please us,
I wanna taste them butterican pican peanut buttercups like reeses pieces,
Cause i think you a superstar,
With a ass like that you gotta blow,
Before you make it big,
Well there just 1 thing i gotta know,
[Hook]
[Chorus]
[Ludacris]
Drop it, hit it, dump it, split it,
Don’t stop, (Get it, get it)
Put it on reverse just to rack it up,
Let me put some Luda in it,
Show me what you workin wit,
I’ll show you some of this bank roll,
Yea you a superstar but theres 1 thing i gotta know though,
[Hook]
[Chorus]