Ludacris

[fox69]

"Move Bitch"
(feat. I-20, Mystikal)

"Move Bitch"
(feat. I-20, Mystikal)



[whistling]

[Chorus 2x: Ludacris]

Move bitch, get out the way
Get out the way bitch, get out the way
Move bitch, get out the way
Get out the way bitch, get out the way

[Ludacris]
OH NO! The fight's out
I'ma 'bout to punch yo...lights out
Get the FUCK back, guard ya grill
There's somethin' wrong, we can't stay still
I've been drankin' and bustin' two
and I been thankin' of bustin' you
Upside ya motherfuckin' forehead
And if your friends jump in, "Ohhh gurrlll", they'll be mo' dead
Causin' confusion, Disturbin Tha Peace
It's not an illusion, we runnin the streets
So bye-bye to all you groupies and golddiggers
Is there a bumper on your ass? NO NIGGA!
I'm doin' a hundred on the highway
So if you do the speed limit, get the FUCK outta my way
I'm D.U.I., hardly ever caught sober
and you about to get ran the FUCK over

[Chorus]

[Mystikal over second chorus]
BITCH! Watch out, watch out, watch out
BITCH! Watch out, watch out, watch out, move

Here I come, here I go
UH OH! Don't jump bitch, move
You see them headlights? You hear that fuckin' crowd?
Start that goddamn show, I'm comin' through
Hit the stage and knock the curtains down
I fuck the crowd up - that's what I do
Young and successful - a sex symbol
The bitches want me to fuck - true true
Hold up wait up, shorty
"Oh wazzzupp, get my dick sucked, what are yoouu doin'?"
Sidelinin' my fuckin' bussiness
Tryin' to get my baby child support soon
Give me that truck and take that rental back
Who bought these fuckin' T.V.'s and jewelry bitch, tell me that?
No, I ain't bitter, I don't give a fuck
But i'ma tell you like this bitch
You better not walk in front of my tour bus

[Chorus]

[I-20 over second chorus]
Bring it, get 'em

Too bad I'm on the right track
Beef, got the right mack
Hit the trunk, grab the pump pump, I'll be right back
We buyin' bars out, showin' scars out
We heard there's hoes out, so we brought the cars out
Grab the pills cuz we poppin tonight,
Beat the shit outta security for stoppin' tha fight
I got a fifth of the remy, fuck the Belve and 'cris
I'm sellin' shit up in the club like I work in the bitch
Fuck the dress codes, it's street clothes, we all street niggaz
We on the dance floor, throwin' bows, beatin' up niggaz
I'm from the D.E.C., tryin' to disrespect D.T.P.
And watch the bottles start flyin' from the V.I.P.
Fuck this rap shit, we clap bitch, two in your body
Grab ya four, start a fight dog, ruin the party
So move bitch, get out the way hoe
All you faggot motherfuckers make way for 2-0
So...

[Chorus]

[whistling]

 

[fox69]

"Muthafucka Can U Buy That"

"Muthafucka Can U Buy That"



[Chorus:]
Mutherfucker can you buy that? (buy that, buy that, buy that)
I could buy that!
Mutherfucker can you buy that? (buy that, buy that, buy that)
I could buy that!
Mutherfucker can you buy that? (buy that, buy that, buy that)
Awww, here this nigga Luda go again talking 'bout how much money he got in this yet

[Verse 1: Ludacris]
Luda! oh no, don't try that
Twenty million dollar crib motherfucker I could buy that
You can see me in a fly lap
Maserati's, Lamborghini's or a mutherfuckin' Maybach
Lay back making pay stacks
Conjure on the rocks, don't chase that
Buss all in your bitch face, and like Puff, tell her take that, take that!
Champagne by the boatload
Keep a bottle of a Veuve Clicquot in a choke hold
I'm rough I choke hoes, cockin' a magnum like 44′s
Get it? I'm loco! I know people mob like no does
All night with the door closed
Women jumpin' on my stick like pogo's
Higher, my rubbers all rotate like tires
I fuck the bitch before I fuck you
Damn right I'm tired!
I'm filthy rich, bitch, go spend some mula
I went to the dealership and the Ferrari dude was like errr Luda?

[Chorus:]
Mutherfucker can you buy that? (buy that, buy that, buy that) [x5]
I could buy that!
Mutherfucker can you buy that? (buy that, buy that, buy that)
I could buy that!
Mutherfucker can you buy that? (buy that, buy that, buy that)
Big Bank take Little bank nigga, I could buy that
Mutherfucker can you buy that? (buy that, buy that, buy that)
Your money is my money
I can buy that!

[Verse 2: Luadcris]
I can buy that shit
No nigga can even deny that shit
Pull up at the light in a Harley and a Bugatti
Whatever you driving you better hide that shit
Oh, fuck your life, kill yourself nigga
Go buy a casket, and kill yourself nigga!
You can find me freaking a Puerto Rican
Or down in Panama with the stamina of an athlete
Overlooking the women in Guatemala, Tahiti
They in bikini's I'm running them like a track meet
Bloaw! Ready, set go, I'm so outrageous
Yo' money is tied up, bitch my money is the dominatrix
Yo' money's funny, my money's mean
Yo' money's scummy, my money's clean
Yo' money is... stupid
My money is "get over here, finish him. haduken"

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"MVP"

"MVP"


[INTRO:]
I'm the MVP, I'm stupid with this rap shit

[CHORUS:]
Here I am, yep, I'm I'm I'm I I'm the man...word
Here I am, yep, yep, I'm the m-man...word
Here I am, yep, I'm the m-m-man...word
DTP's about that bomb shit

[VERSE 1:]
When Premier puts the needle on the record then I put it on blaast,
your flow is garbage, I throw it in the trash,
I'm the MVP, I'm stupid with this rap shit,
rewind the verse, make the track do a back flip,
your speakers poppin' on a handstand,
they snaek dissin' niggas, throwin' little jabs like Bam-Bam,
and I'm a bad man,
they amatures like at Apollo, I wipe 'em off the stage like Sandman,
damn man, what the hell you smokin' on,
it's Ludacris I got more cheese than Prombolon,
and the chrome is home, so I'm never home alone,
and only keep friends with 2-X chromosomes,
so I command all these rappers: "Put the mic down!",
throw a grenade in your mouth "Nigga, bite down!!",
'cause I'm back with Premo on the track,
takin' it to the essence, showin' niggas how to rap

[CHORUS:]
Here I am, yep, I'm I'm I'm I I'm the man...word
Here I am, yep, yep, I'm the m-man...word
Here I am, yep, I'm the m-m-man...word
DTP's about that bomb shit

[VERSE 2:]
Still hungry as the day I began
I heat the booth up so much the engineer caught a muthafuckin' tan,
I'm the truth, when it comes to it,
I hold Hip Hop for hostage, since 2000 I put a gun to it,
and I run through it, like a jamaican boat,
and everyday is a vacation on jamaican smoke,
charge your whole block,
talk shit, they hear the four pop,
"One, Two!" and it don't stop,
and my deliveries invaded your vicinity, Hennesy is my remedy, takin' shots like Kennedy,
and I've been a G, for a long time,
to these streets I'm connected like I'm online,
on time for whatever,
and everytime and album drop, I drop big like Voletta,
I'm ahead of the competition, they wishin' I just fade off,
my career for your life, let's trade off

[CHORUS:]
Here I am, yep, I'm I'm I'm I I'm the man...word
Here I am, yep, yep, I'm the m-man...word
Here I am, yep, I'm the m-m-man...word
DTP's about that bomb shit

[VERSE 3:]
8 years in the game, ain't a damn thang change,
so I brought it back to one of the tracks, so where the damn thang came,
and he goin' down in history, 'cause he don't sleep,
and he the first southern rapper on a Premo beat,
I ate the kick and the snare,
the samples always taste fine,
and I shoot a hot sixteen from the baseline,
I'm on point like CP3,
and I'll be goin' down in rap as the MVP

[CHORUS:]
Here I am, yep, I'm I'm I'm I I'm the man...word
Here I am, yep, yep, I'm the m-man...word
Here I am, yep, I'm the m-m-man...word
DTP's about that bomb shit

 

[fox69]

"My Chick Bad"
(feat. Nicki Minaj)

"My Chick Bad"
(feat. Nicki Minaj)



[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 bad, 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]

[Ludacris - Verse 2]
Now your girl might be sick but my girl sicker
She rides that dick and she handles her liquor
She knock a bitch out and fight
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]

[Nicki Minaj]
Yo, now all these bitches wanna try and be my bestie
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 the 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]

 

[fox69]

"My Chick Bad (Remix)"
(feat. Diamond, Trina and Eve)

"My Chick Bad (Remix)"
(feat. Diamond, Trina and Eve)



[Chorus]
My chick bad
my chick hood
my chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could
[repeated]

(The pussy rules the World version)
My chick bad, badder than yours
My my chick bad, badder than yours
My my my chick bad, badder than yours

[Diamond - Verse 1]
Ride or die chick with a pocket full of relish
Jimmy Choo fetish keep me fresh like lettuce
bitches get jealous cause I'm quite cocky
since fourteen ain't nah hoes stop me
money I get it, on the tracks I spit it
thats why the credit cards don't come with no limits
y'all just don't get it, a crib with no tenets
walk through closets like I’m walking outta limits
now thats swagger on a hundred thousand trillion
row of bad bitches and they all look Brazilian
these niggas can't leave me, I swear they can't leave me
ass so fat and the pussy like Fiji
Diamond...

[Chorus]

[Trina]
I'm the baddest chick and they don't call me that for nothing
diamond princess straight VVS stuntin
like grey eyes, hour glass frame
still got the crown for best ass in the game
hips of a Goddess, watch how I throw em
so good it make em wanna tattoo my lips on em
I'm so bad and I rep that hood
pussy stay wet, sex so good
10 years strong you should act like you know me
hair so fine make you do the hokey Pokey
a good stroke in and a good stroke out
now thats what I’m all about
I’m the baddest

[Chorus]

[Eve]
Yeah I took a couple years off, came back still bussin'
still reppin Philly still the Eve of destruction
still pushing buttons that'll do away the roof
still walk around with 5 thousand dollar boots
so when I'm in the club the chicks get jealous
cause I'm dat bitch that still keep a mean fetish
still stack lettuce, still stack cheese
and I got a bad temper tell your nigga say please
cause this is for the G's, never for the Busta's
so put your diamond rings on and get yourself a hustler
better yet a customer, guaranteed to buy it
sick from the lips, caramel wanna try it

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Nasty Girl"
(feat. Plies)

"Nasty Girl"
(feat. Plies)



[Ludacris]
A lady in the street but a freak in the bed
Lady in the street but a freak in the bed...
Lady in the street but a freak in the bed
Lady in the street but a freak in the bed

[Chorus: Ludacris]
See she makes her own money, pays her own bills
Always stays fly, keeps it so real
But behind closed do's she a nasty girl (yup)
Behind closed do's she a nasty girl
She got a crazy little figure, nice round ass
Walks so proper, talks with such class
But behind closed do's she a nasty girl (yup)
Behind closed do's she a nasty girl

[Ludacris]
Yeah, I met this girl named Keisha, she was so sweet (yup)
Nails stay manicured, pretty little feet (woo!)
Shoes so sexy, body so hot
Hair lookin like she just came from the shop
Legs so smooth, clothes so tight
Style so sexy, makeup just right
Never too much, never too little
Black lace bra, Vickie Secrets in the middle
Eyes so innocent, smile so bright
Works in the mornin but she'll party all night
All for her man, all cause she bout it
All cause she crazy in love and don't doubt it
Product of her birthplace, know about the streets
Clean in the workplace, dirty in the sheets
Keeps her own toaster, makes her own bread
Lady in the STREET but a freak in the bed, cause

[Chorus]

[Plies]
Okay, okay, haha
I got a college girl who go to church e'ry Sunday
Had her sneak out of choir rehearsal to put it on me
But she's so innocent, when she ridin, mami
One thing about her, she get her own money
Gave it to her yesterday while she was doin laundry
Favorite chore of mine, it's my lil' bunny
Bowl-legged and classy, such a real woman
Sex all night, go to work e'ry mornin
Text me from work and told me she was horny
Text her back and told her, "Me too mami"
When you get off work, daddy gon' punish
You my nasty girl forever I promise

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
I got a doctor girlfriend that tells me, "Come home soon!"
She plays like my house is her emergency room
Tells me to undress and to lay on the sofa
Checks all my vitals like a doc's supposed ta
All white coat, all white heels
And nothin underneath so it's an all night deal
I'm her number one patient and delighted to be
And when she needs her medicine I give her vitamin D
But wait! I got a lawyer girl that's so wild
And every single night she wanna take me to trial
Said she needs some evidence, and to show her the PROOF
So I put her on the stand and I give her the truth!
Cause I'm hung like a jury (jury)
Judge Luda preside over your body and I'm never in a hurry
You may proceed, let the games begin
And if I call a mistrial we gotta do it again

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"New Beginning Intro"

"New Beginning Intro"


Yeah, ahh~! I'm ready to do it all over
My heart colder, hip-hop I'm part owner
Southern rap specialist, verses intelligent
Elegant, it's Ludacris, don't EVER question my relevance
No pun intended, if no one's offended, get offended
Don't get it twisted, guns can get extended
Ready to DIE for my respect, my value, my worth
Unequivocal, lyrical BEAST on every FUCKIN' verse!
I throw the curse just to stretch the emotions
Somebody said I'm washed up, I told 'em "Pass me the lotion
Cause the industry's dryin' up and these verses are moisturizer
Then hand me your favorite rapper and Luda will posterize him"
I'm dunkin' over you critics, dozin' off when I'm spittin'
My fans locked behind these bars, I put my life in a sentence
Good riddance, I wake 'em up if they step to the plate
Cause sleep's the cousin of death and I could NEVER relate!
Luda!

See the only people I owe my loyalty to are the ones who made me question it
Loyalty goes both ways but never push a loyal person
to the point when they no longer give a fuck
There comes a time in life where you walk away from all the drama
and the people who create that shit - destroy what destroys you!
You'll never see all the great things ahead if you keep lookin' at all the bad things behind you
They say the hardest things in life is know which bridge to cross
and which ones to burn, so may the bridges I burn light yo motherfuckin' way!
("So what's the number one cause of all these problems?")

 

[fox69]

"Not Long"
(feat. Usher)

"Not Long"
(feat. Usher)



[Hook - Usher:]
If you look to the stars, you'll find that your not far from me
And if you follow your heart, you'll find that you'll be one of them
And not long [x5]

[Verse 1 - Ludacris:]
Long days half sober nights
Unsigned performing at every open mic
God is all I needed to believe in me
Haters I tune them out they were on another frequency
My momma never winded my decision
And all the bright lights never blinded out my vision
Music was my passion and my first crush
I'm just tryna ride the waves baby surfs up
When I'm down music gets me worked up
Plus in all my shows it gets womans to pull they skirts up
What can I say I'm turnt up
I'm on fire these other rappers is burnt up

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Ludacris:]
Yeah what an imagination
I'm a dreamer losing my concentration
Head in the clouds to trace my observations
Just connect the dots to all of the constellations
Looking for signs that's astrological
And I don't dream big my dreams are astronomical
So when critics write articles of my chronicles
I wonder if my hunger is felt and they abdominal
Hiding from life daily distraction
Where thoughs become things from the power of attration
And I'm attracted to money and beautiful woman
Ha and toasting to new beginnings, yeah

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Ludacris:]
Look its not long til the fights over
The turbulence is non stop till the flights over
So when passangers panic just stay silent
And realize its never too late to become the pilot
I fly higher take control of my destiny
The first step I needed me to invest in me
Its still an every day struggle for wealth
I'd rather struggle to working for me than working for someone else
And I'm steady tryna ease the stress
So I open up all the doors with the key to success
If it hasn't been done then I'mma do it first
Cuz I'm the master of the Ludaverse

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Number One Spot"

"Number One Spot"


[Ludacris - imitating Austin Powers]
Yeahhhh baby, heh heh, yeahh!

[Ludacris]
Back again (that's right) Luda! Ha ha ha ha (Feel this)
It gets meaner and meaner each time baby
Feelin real good too (holla at 'em man) What up Uncle 'Face! (Yeah)
I'm a bull in this industry man (tell 'em)
Some would rather run down and get one cow (nah)
I think I'd rather walk down and get 'em all
You know what I'm talkin 'bout right? Look

[Verse 1]
I'm never goin nowhere so don't try me
My music sticks in fans veins like an IV
Flows poison like Ivy, oh they grimy
Already offers on my 6th album from labels tryin to sign me
Respected highly, HIIII MR. O'REILLY
Hope all is well, kiss the plantiff and the wifey
Drove through the window, the industry super sized me
Now the girls see me and a river's what they cry me
I'm on the rise, so many people despise me
Got party ammunition for those tryin to surprise me (surprise!)
It's a celebration and everyone should invite me
Roll with the crew or meet the bottom of our Nikes (blaow!)
Explorer like Dora these swipers can't swipe me
My whole aura's so MEAN in my white tee
Nobody light-skinded reppin harder since Ice-T
You disagree, take the Tyson approach and bite me!

[Chorus]
Whoa! Don't slip up or get got! (Why not man?)
I'm comin for that number one spot! (Alright)
Rappers swearin they on top! (Nuh uh, uh uh)
But I'm comin' for they number one spot! (Alright man)
Scheme scheme, plot plot (say WHAT?)
I'm comin for that number one spot! (Woo, hey)
Keep it goin it won't stop! (What you doin man?)
I'm comin for that number one spot!

[Verse 2]
Yes indeed, Ludacris I'm hotter than Nevada
Ready to break the steerin column on yo' Impala
If I get caught, bail out, po'-po' I tell 'em holla
In court I never show up, like Austin Powers fa-zha
Father, father, and hey I love gold
But can buy anything I want from the records I've sold
Jacuzzi's hot, Cristal is so cold
Neighbors catch contacts, from the blunts that I've rolled
A pig in a blanket, a smoke and a pancake
Drop albums non-stop once a year for my fans sake
I crush mics until my hand breaks
Then shag now and shag later 'til these women can't stand straight
The Luda-meister got 'em feelin so randy
I'm +XXL+ so I call 'em my +Eye Candy+
Brush my shoulder and I, pop my collar
Cause I'm worth a million ga-zillion fa-fillion dollars

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Causin lyrical disasters, it's the master
Make music for Mini-Me's, models and Fat Bastards
These women tryin to get me out my Pelle Pelle
They strip off my clothes and tell me, "Get in my belly!"
Stay on the track, hit the ground runnin like Flo-Jo
Sent back in time and I've never lost my mojo
Ladies and gentlemen ahh, boys and girls
Ludacris sent down to take over the whole world!

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Ocean Skies"
(feat. Monica)

"Ocean Skies"
(feat. Monica)



[Intro - Kanye West + Ludacris:]
(Applause)
And the winner, for the best rap album goes to
Ludacris it's your year baby
(Applause)

This goes out to my father, who is in critical condition right now
I appreciate your prayers
Mr. Wayne Bridges
I love you

[Ludacris Talking:]
Rest in peace Wayne Bridges
You're still living through me
Listen

[Verse 1 - Ludacris:]
Look, I lost my father to the bottle
I'd hug him everyday like I might not see him tomorrow
Got a enough sorrow for a lifetime
Cause when he was living I'm thinking how do I get him to listen
When he was seldom in his right mind
My early years I was too young to understand
But I remember the smell of beer and seeing all the empty cans
Waking up, crying in the night, hearing arguments
Hands off my momma, somehow I knew he was the cause of it
Got a little older and he got a little worse
Drinking must be his remedy, he got a little cursed
Well, tell me what's the cure for a man who miss his pops
The beat goes on, but the drinking's gotta stop

[Hook - Monica:]
If I had have know I wouldn't see you tomorrow
I would've had you hold to your heart, and put your love in a bottle, hey
But now you got me drunk out that pain, gone after sorrow
Wishing every day you were here with me
But now that you're gone, I lost my heart to the bottle, to the bottle
Ooh oh oh

[Verse 2 - Ludacris:]
Yeah, I lost my father to the bottle
Functioning alcoholics what they call it far as I know
Became a teenager and started to understand
But even through drinks he still taught me to be a man
So before the hospital, where the paramedics rushed him
Any and everybody who met him, instantly loved him
I run the con concerts? Would have made him even sicker
Cause who gon' tell him he can't drink none of his son's liquor
And tell me without my father how am I supposed to manage?
He had the biggest heart, but also had that liver damage
Tell me what's the cure for a man who miss his pops
The beat goes on, but the drinking' gotta stop

[Hook]

[Bridge - Monica:]
Not a day goes by that I don't miss ya, and don't wish you were here with me
No matter what you did, I forgive you

[Verse 3 - Ludacris:]
I lost my father to the bottle
Tell your parents you love 'em
You might not see them tomorrow
I swallow my pride, try to put my problems aside
But I feel so hollow inside
Gotta keep my eyes on the prize
Cause I'm steady wishing you were here
To see the goals that I plan to reach
You left the day after I put you into my Grammy speech
It's almost like you waited just to see me win
Well, pops I can't wait until the day we meet again

[Hook]

[Outro - Monica:]
I can't get over you you you, hey
Love in a bottle, hey heyyy
Oh, I miss you!
I wanna see you tomorrow
I wanna see you again
I wanna see you tomorrow
I miss you, you you you you
I love you, you you you