I never used to snore in my sleep 'til this rap shit Warm thoughts fill the and cold-hearted whole paycheck, you burp it and then fart it And y'all think I'm stop? Blow it out ya ass! In one year I got rich, now life's moving so But being broke with no is just a thing of the past Plus I'm the new phenomenon white women with ass And y'all praying that I flop? it out ya ass! In New I buy clothing, in Cali I get green In Atlanta I get sleep, in Texas I sip All these rappers wanna know I'm getting for sixteens Try 80, want a discount? it out ya ass! See in six months I infiltrated the system If you find somebody better, then I'm sorry I 'em Niggas hate giving me props I might use it against them C'mon, get Ludacris out! it out ya ass!
If you mad I'm on top, wish me gone If you mad I'm on the road, then me home And if you mad that I'm right, punk wish me But your three wishes, blow it out ya ass!
If you mad I'm on top, then wish me If you mad I'm on the road, then me home And if you mad I'm right, punk wish me wrong But after three wishes, blow it out ya ass!
It's time to saddle up the cause I'm the Lone Ranger I eat dinner Jews but don't talk to strangers I'm just a few albums from filling your disc If you think of stopping me, Bblow it out ya ass! I'm a hustler by nature but by law Any charges set me, chunk it up and stand tall Next I'm looking into buying Greenbriar Mall You probably own a lot of property! it out ya ass! and take a look, he's got gigantic balls Plus his money keeps like Niagara Falls We all know Jesus saves and withdraws I'm 'bout to go on vacation, it out ya ass! out to Bill O'Reilly, I'ma throw you a curve You mad I'm a thief and got a way with words start my own beverage, it'll calm your nerves Pepsi's the New Generation, it out ya ass!
If you mad I'm on top, then wish me If you mad I'm on the road, wish me home And if you mad I'm right, punk wish me wrong But after your wishes, blow it out ya ass!
If you mad I'm on top, wish me gone If you mad I'm on the road, wish me home And if you mad that I'm right, punk me wrong But after your wishes, blow it out ya ass!
My black people show me love I'm up on the block And always waiting for my CD's to drop people love the flow, they say, "Dude, you fucking rock!" Yo' fans are my fans, Blow it out ya ass! So find my in the stores and look for the white steam Rip it open, it and yo' momma might scream It's hard, other albums are than ice cream Yo' scans are my scans, Blow it out ya ass! Now Luda's throwing up A's, and I'm up L's Around the globe getting paid, you biting yo' nails DTP, the only that practice fighting ourselves We probably getting on your nerves, Blow it out ya ass! I been and getting fat while y'all dying of hunger I get drunk in the winter, high in the summer Watch out, my album's putting up numbers You over 6 served, huh? Blow it out ya ass!
If you mad I'm on top, then wish me If you mad I'm on the road, then me home And if you mad that I'm right, punk wish me But your three wishes, blow it out ya ass!
If you mad I'm on top, then wish me If you mad I'm on the road, then wish me And if you mad that I'm right, punk wish me But after your wishes, blow it out ya ass!