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All this drinkin' gon' up
And all this gon' catch up
But some niggaz just really give a fuck
But some niggaz just really don't give a

And all this drinkin' catch up
And all this smokin' catch up
But some just really don't give a fuck
But some bitches just really don't a fuck

Now, let me be Frank 'cause I'm that crazy nigga Luda
Always got a drink and I'm smokin' buddah
I do the evil bend you when I get you
I'ma sit you down then take it to the mental and and clown

Every I get, bitch I'm hit not by no bullet or no pellet
But the smoke the can a beer, shit, I might just be too high
Then I put my middle finger up when I'm by
And say hi to plenty liquors and I know a sin

And if ya tell me drinkin' I'll just do it again
So I get old I'ma rock, roll, shake and shiver
With some out lungs and a fucked up liver

All this gon' catch up
And all this smokin' catch up
But some niggaz really don't give a fuck
But some niggaz really don't give a fuck

And all this drinkin' gon' up
And all smokin' gon' catch up
But some bitches just really don't a fuck
But some bitches just don't give a fuck

Ey yo, I do this for and whinos, steward Ave. Homes
from G-Ro committed to slangin' blo, doublin' dough 24-7
Fuck po-po's I'm blowin' dro out the AC Legend, runnin' wit 2 felons
And I pack like Hank Aaron, then'll smoke a L, bust shells

And dare ya to tell, walk up in the club, thug
up off head shots, sippin' Courvoisier watchin' hoes
Drop it like it's hot, tits and twats
Placin' big 20's and cock, loadin' clips and glocks

Knowin' we got the haters hot, the ballin' stop
drop more G's on drink and drugs
Live it up young nigga 'cause gon' catch up

All this drinkin' gon' up
And all this smokin' catch up
But some niggaz just really give a fuck
But some just really don't give a fuck

And all drinkin' gon' catch up
And all this gon' catch up
But some bitches just really don't give a
But some bitches just don't give a fuck

Now, wit the help of Hen and Coke, I my pen and pad and wrote
Somethin' I knew was dope and represent for my kinfolk
a hoe until she broke wit mo lines than chopped coke
Ey yo it's 2-0 I'm Eastside's King but I'm a with a twist of Amaretto

My shit even out better, grab a blunt put it together
What a really need, run up in the club
And blow a til he bleed
it be an Icehouse put his lights out

Or the club get closed out, if it's hoes out I out
Call Tyheed get Dro'd out, there's no I love my life
the light, love to write, love the mic
So take a drag, grab a bag and up
and bad weed, believe me it catch up

All drinkin' gon' catch up
And all smokin' gon' catch up
But niggaz just really don't give a fuck
But some niggaz just don't give a fuck

And all this drinkin' gon' up
And all smokin' gon' catch up
But some bitches just really don't a fuck
But some bitches just don't give a fuck

Get it right, Ludacris, F.A.T.E.
2-0, ATL
We are the dirty dirtiest
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