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 gon' Blow it out ya ass! In one I got rich, now life's moving so fast But being with no food is just a thing of the past Plus I'm the new phenomenon white women with ass And praying 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 wanna what I'm getting for sixteens Try 80, want a Blow it out ya ass! See in six months I infiltrated the system If you find somebody better, I'm sorry I missed 'em hate giving me props cause I might use it against them C'mon, get out! Blow 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 that I'm right, wish me wrong But after 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!
It's time to up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger I eat with Jews but don't talk to strangers I'm just a few albums filling your disc changer If you think of stopping me, Bblow it out ya ass! I'm a hustler by nature but by law Any set against me, chunk it up and stand tall year I'm looking into buying Greenbriar Mall You own a lot of property! Blow it out ya ass! C'mon and take a look, he's got balls Plus his money keeps like Niagara Falls We all know saves and Ludacris withdraws I'm to go on vacation, blow it out ya ass! Shout out to Bill O'Reilly, I'ma throw you a You mad cause I'm a thief and got a way with 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 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 three wishes, 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!
My people show me love when I'm up on the block And Latinos always waiting for my CD's to White love the flow, they say, "Dude, you fucking rock!" Yo' are my fans, right? 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 scream 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 globe paid, you home biting yo' nails DTP, the label that practice fighting ourselves We probably getting on your nerves, huh? it out ya ass! I been eating and getting fat while y'all dying of I get in the winter, stay high in the summer Watch out, my album's putting up McDonald's You 6 million served, huh? Blow 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 I'm right, punk wish me wrong But after your three wishes, 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, wish me wrong But after your wishes, blow it out ya ass!