I never to snore in my sleep 'til this rap shit started Warm fill the hot-headed and cold-hearted Your whole paycheck, you it and then fart it And y'all think I'm gon' stop? it out ya ass! In one year I got rich, now life's so fast But being broke no food is just a thing of the past I'm the new phenomenon like white women with ass And y'all that I flop? Blow 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 know what I'm getting for sixteens Try 80, a discount? Blow it out ya ass! See in six months I infiltrated the system If you find somebody better, then I'm I missed 'em Niggas hate giving me props cause I might use it 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, wish me home And if you mad I'm right, punk wish me wrong But after your three wishes, 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 I'm right, punk wish me wrong But your three wishes, blow it out ya ass!
It's time to up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger I eat dinner with Jews but don't to strangers I'm just a few albums filling your disc changer If you ever of stopping me, Bblow it out ya ass! I'm a by nature but criminal by law Any charges set me, chunk it up and stand tall Next year I'm looking into buying Greenbriar You probably own a lot of property! it out ya ass! and take a look, he's got gigantic balls Plus his money keeps flowing Niagara Falls We all know Jesus saves and withdraws I'm 'bout to go on vacation, it out ya ass! Shout out to O'Reilly, I'ma throw you a curve You mad cause I'm a 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, then me home And if you mad I'm right, punk wish me wrong But after three wishes, blow it out ya ass!
If you mad I'm on top, then me gone If you mad I'm on the road, then 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 Latinos always for my CD's to drop White people love the flow, they say, "Dude, you rock!" Yo' fans are my fans, Blow it out ya ass! So find my album in the stores and for the white steam Rip it open, play it and yo' momma might It's hard, other are softer than ice cream Yo' are my scans, right? Blow it out ya ass! Now Luda's throwing up A's, and I'm up L's Around the getting paid, you home biting yo' nails DTP, the only label that practice ourselves We probably on your nerves, huh? Blow it out ya ass! I been eating and fat while y'all dying of hunger I get drunk in the winter, stay high in the Watch out, my album's up McDonald's numbers You over 6 million served, Blow it out ya ass!
If you mad I'm on top, wish me gone If you mad I'm on the road, then wish me And if you mad I'm right, punk wish me wrong But your three wishes, blow it out ya ass!
If you mad I'm on top, then me gone If you mad I'm on the road, then me home And if you mad I'm right, punk wish me wrong But after your wishes, blow it out ya ass!