Ludacris

[fox69]

"One More Drink"
(feat. T-Pain)

"One More Drink"
(feat. T-Pain)



[Verse 1:]
It was Friday night and I was feelin aight (yup)
Downtown Atlanta, big city, bright lights
Mixin Heni with the Sprite while I’m drinkin and drivin
No police lights, no police sirens
I’m headed to the club looking for a freak
To spread a little love and spread a couple cheeks
Pull up to the spot 26’s like BAM
Eyes on me like bitch do you SEE EM?
Strolled through the front door headed to the VIP
Bought a couple bottles and I took a couple sips
Scoping out the room and what do I SEE?
A nice round butt, an a pair a double D’s
So I creped up like shorty wus happnin
You killin that dress and I love it with a passion
Then she turned around and her face was aight
She had a gap toof and mean over bite
But I was like hmmm…

[Chorus:]
Yeah yeah
If I take one more drink, I’m gon end up fuckin you
Is that what you wanna do shorty?
If I take one more drink, I’m gon end up fuckin you
You too

[Verse 2:]
Woke up the next morning and all I can remember
Was taking shots and tippin the bartender
Surender to the women end up bringin me home
Cause she started lookin better every shot a Patron (yup)
I jumped up with a devilish grin
Cause tonight, damn right I might do it again
So I called up the homies (what up) let’s ride
We can hit the sports bar over on the south side
Getta couple a Coronas, couple a limes
Went up to the bar saw a couple a dimes
So I, slowly walked up and said hi
My name’s Ludacris and I’m a hell of a guy
One said I know who you are I’m your number one fan
And right now it’s too bad I gotta man
And I said I understand (I understand)
but where the hell is he at cause in a minute
if he don’t show up then maannnnn…

[Chorus:]
Yeah yeah
If I take one more drink, I’m gon end up fuckin you
Is that what you wanna do shorty?
If I take one more drink, I’m gon end up fuckin you
You too

[Ludacris:]
Uh huh
Aye Pain holla at em right quick man

[Interlude:]
Yeah you gon get in trouble with yo man girl
(Don’t get in trouble girl)
Talkin bout how you’re my biggest fan girl
(I know it I know it)
Now I don’t wanna do (please) but you’re gon make me do, but I
(Don’t make me do it. Don’t make me do it)
If I have more drink

[Verse 3:]
One mo drink I’ma get cha home and I’ll split cha
Grab the camera phone and take a buncha drunk pictures
Cause Hennessey mixed with a whole buncha buda
Equals you mixed with a whole bunch Luda
And you know how far one drink could go
Start slurring my speech slowin up the flow
Hiking up ya skirts
Climing up ya shirts
It’s Mr. Late Night Luda and I like to flirt
So guess what baby girl

[Chorus:]
Yeah yeah
If I take one more drink, I’m gon end up fuckin you
(Just one mo)
Is that what you wanna do shorty?
(That's all its gon take)
If I take one more drink, I’m gon end up fuckin you
(Who else T-Pain)
You too

[Ludacris:]
You hear what I’m sayin
People too picky these days damn it
Too tall, too short, too fat, too skinny
Have a couple of drinks and quit discriminating
This has been a Luda Service Announcement
Deuces

 

[fox69]

"P-Poppin"

"P-Poppin"


One more again head down pussy poppin on a handstand

[Hook]
Head down pussy pussy poppin
Head down pussy pussy poppin
Head down pussy pussy poppin
Head down pussy poppin on a handstand

On a handstand
On my american banstands
Summersalts cartwheels bitch just keep on dancing
Chinese splits-splits slide on down that pole-pole
And feel this dick getin outa control-trol
Oh no keep goin till a nigga like me say stoooop
Let it kiss the sky and then make it droooop
Tuck and twist if you don’t like it you can fuckin Cris
Im rubbin clits so stay in catch don’t try to duck and miss
(Bitch!) Do your stretches don’t pull no hamstrings
You got me movin infact your doin the damn thang
Stronger muscles exersize every body your body hurts
Lets do this sweatin thank God your bath and body works
I like a woman who makes her own doe don’t need a lot of help
But your heart’ll melt if I put a thousand in your garder belt
Lipgloss traces your pierced in 11 places
And your lips down town just made some familiar faces like WOAH!

[Hook (x2)]

Imma send a chapter to this pussy poppin legacy
Shawna be that Bitch cant no bitches come fuck wit me
When I pop that cris im on that business and bubbly
When im in that 6 wit 20s spinin on luxury
Cuz I got that head game
Fuckin up that bed frame
But don’t get me wrong now shawty gon’ let that led hang
Better learn that game shawty
Better get yo’ man shawty
Foe he endup tamed and be gone all in the brain shawty
This here be futuristic
This business so explicit
The way I brake it down for you bitches its so exquisite
Let it go now front back watch me drop it like that
Show me where that money at
Boy come wit them 100 stacks
Now break in wit that pussy poppin
That pussy droppin to the flo'
And got these niggas slobbin' he wantin mo'
Wit out that doe popi aint nuttin happen
Cuz that’s the show im from the go u get that pussy poppin
Stopin that pussy dropin GONE

[Hook (x2)]

Every time we hit the club
We at least 50 deep
Smokin' purple, pourin' grichi got everybody keed
At the club 7 days a week find DTP off in this bitch
That ho! poppin dropin God damn shawty who is this
Redbone wit a scorpio tatted on her tummy
Im sittin slouched back in the chair stuntin waving money
And shawty start zig zaggin a dariair for me
A bowlegged throughbreded said her name was strawberry
Up her pussy she pushed in a whole bottle of Mo
Reached in my pocket grabbed a G and then threw it on the floe
Here u deserve this doe now jump on stage and work the pole
Face down ass up hoe hands on those
Now pop that couchie you know the procedure
If you want this cash gotta make that ass shake like a seziure
Either magic or pleasas
Find me spending cheese up
Maxin out my visa
Trickin on stip teasers

[Hook (x3)]

 

[fox69]

"Party Girls"
(feat. Jeremih, Wiz Khalifa & Cashmere Cat)

"Party Girls"
(feat. Jeremih, Wiz Khalifa & Cashmere Cat)



[Bridge - Jeremih:]
I came to party like tonight will never end
Let's party again
Let's party again
Yea, I came to party like tonight will never end
Let's party again
Let's party again
Let's party again

[Hook - Jeremih:]
I need party girls in my party world
Titties plastic, ass fantastic
They just brush my hair and touch me everywhere
I don't say shit and they be gettin' naked
I don't say shit and they be gettin' naked
I don't, I don't say shit and they be gettin' naked, naked
Say shit and they be gettin' naked
I don't, I don't say shit and they be gettin' naked

[Verse 1 - Ludacris:]
It's your world and I'ma touch wherever you want me to touch it
Pop that, pop that and you'll be bustin' them nuts when you want to bust it
Don't rush it mama I'ma take my time and do it slow
From the car to the counter to the bed to the couch to the tub to the flo'
Oh! No! Could it be that a G really got you sprung?
I lost my count baby how many times did I make it cum?
Run, run, run from a nigga til you can't no more like Forrest Gump
If it's more she wants, Then it's more she gets
She's spoiled rotten like bad milk
Get her hot cause I make that ass melt
She whipped cause she love gettin' whipped in the whip
And I'ma black belt
I beat the pussy to pieces, never lettin' the cat off the leashes
And I'm goin' so deep they tellin' me all of they deepest and darkest secrets

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Wiz Khalifa:]
Throw some ones on that
Get you wet as a waterpark I'ma have some fun with that
Make you come back to back you gon' bust like a gun with that
Like pow pow, brrr, pow pow, brrr
My bitch be gettin' down nigga how 'bout yours?
So turnt up when we in the club we don't even need a molly
Doin' so much over in this corner thought we was fuckin' in the party
My lung's filled with Marley
My hands on your body
And I'm goin' so deep I'm just lettin' you know that this me I got your face all in the pillow
You can't speak

[Hook]

[Bridge]

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Party No Mo'"
(feat. Gucci Mane)

"Party No Mo'"
(feat. Gucci Mane)



[Chorus]
[Ludacris:]
Party Imma party til I just can't party no mo
[Gucci Mane:]
Party Imma party til I just can't party no mo
[Ludacris:]
Party Imma party til I just can't party no mo
[Gucci Mane:]
Party Imma party til I just can't party no mo
Lets take a shot (take a shot)
take a shot (take a shot)
Lets take a shot (take a shot)
take a shot (take a shot)
[Ludacris:]
Party Imma party til I just can't party no mo
[Gucci Mane:]
Party Imma party til I just can't party no mo

[Verse 1:]
I dun had about four five six shots
yeah I'm getting wasted
red pills, blue pills yeah I'm in the matrix
two swisha, three swisha, four swisha, five
so turn my music up and tell these hoes to get live
got a pocket full of hundreds and some bottles on ice
conjure and lime got a nigga feeling nice
dessert on my hip so if you gamble roll the dice
when I let it off once, make a nigga think twice
you got more dough then homie you gon have to show me
you never say it rains like Tony Tony Tony
my Chevy's outside and it's sitting on Kobe's
and I keep the hood with me like Obi Wan Kenobe
wood grain trim, seats softer than your butt butt
make the car rattle from the speakers in my trunk
swishas burning slow and it got a nigga stuck
but don't be a fool cause the tool's on tuck tuck

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Tell that slow bitch to bring another round
we gon party til the suns up
ladies rub your titties and gangsta's put your guns up
money money money if you got it throw your ones up
and if they ain't got it tell em shut up you dumb fuck
my money stays in hand you could say I got a grip grip
out to scoop my chips you could say I got a dip dip
cause I talk money while these haters talk shit shit
and if they keep on talking I'ma empty out a clip clip
but I don't want no problems I'm just trying to get my game on
take a couple shots and use the alcohol to blame on
holla at some chicks then find a bitch to put my name on
then I'ma be I'ma be the one she put that thing on
I got the perfect song to make you want me want to shake shake
take her to the crib I don't take her on no date date
we all up in the club til the glass and table break break
and all they wanna know is how much more that I can take take

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Now keep the camera's flashin we about to shoot a movie
a thick chick let me sip my glass on her booty
she stuck upon my hip and she swear she ain't no groupie
while I'm stuck up on the VIP, but everything is all Gucci
so I gathered all the women and we about to take a shot
gone out my mind, who's there nigga knock knock,
don't you hear that 808 beatin down your block
keep the party going cause the party don't stop

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Pass Out"

"Pass Out"


[Chorus 2X: Ludacris]
If you a lame motherfucker, get yo' ass out!
I'm from the A, I came to party 'til I pass out!
So if you with me and you tipsy throw your fist up!
If you got diamonds and they shinin throw your wrist up!

[Ludacris]
Hey hey
It's Luda Luda get it right I'm Mr. Money Machine
And I'm steady lookin for two women I can come in between
You can catch me chillin up in the cut but I'm always ready for ac-tion
I'm stunt, like Jackie Chan and lay low, like {?} Jack-son
Ma-xin and rela-xin, haters, do they really wanna test me mannnn
I got an arsenal waitin, do they really wanna catch me mannnn
No, I, don't, think, so
I've, got killers on the pay-roll if there's a, problem then say-so
I, make dough until there's none left
I run with plenty gangs that's holdin thangs
and rearrange your frame in one breath
So to keep on breathin I suggest you take this beatin
'Tis the season for bleedin and we've been lookin for a reason

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
Hey hey
Come holla at me, I'm a star, I got the hood on smash
You know me! My whole car smell like a woodshop class
I point 'em out like her, her, that girl with the mouth
plus you and your friends
Let me show you some whips that don't come out 'til the year of 2010
So I'm flockin 'em in, 'til the droptop is rockin again
Boy I got it locked, if you think not, then you'll get popped in the chin
And I'm clockin these ends, my record sales are blockin 'em in
Gotta thank those blessed to walk the streets to those that's locked in the pen
My entourage is game faces, mean muggin, mean muggin
Now the media is convinced that we thuggin, we thuggin
Momma told me grow up to be somethin, be somethin
I went diamond with this album so we buckin, we buckin

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
I'm so far ahead it's only RIGHT for you to hate on me mayne
When I'm pushin 90 by myself up in the H.O.V. lane
They tryin to figure how many mo' women that I can take on my plane
Bein one of the few rappers responsible for changin the game
Now desperate artists tryin to sue but they just makin some claims
Can't get in the spotlight for NOTHIN and it just makes 'em insane
That's why some of the niggaz resort right back to bakin that 'caine
And sellin it off to junky monkeys who keep bakin they brain
As they grow older they'll be feelin a lot of achin and pain
So right at the head they might as well just be aimin that thang
And you ain't helpin the process out by always cakin these dames
But it is hard givin up the place where they be shakin they thangs

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Phat Rabbit"

"Phat Rabbit"


[Ludacris - Verse One]
I be that nigga named Ludi
a k a L-O-V-A L-O-V-A
Fuck that shit
Nigga what you wan say one time
Southside let's ride (say what)
And if you love what you do, do what you feel
Then I know you gonna mark my words
Yall drop shit like birds
Then it's about the time for yo ass to get served
Just lay it on down
Just lay it on down
While we relax to the tight raps
And the phat tracks
That that nigga Timbaland put down
Oh yes, let's get it on down to the nitty grit
Don't have no time for the patient
Cuz I got more dick than a lil' bit
And time flies, when I'm havin' fun
I can make a hoe get like Forrest Gump and just "run baby run"
I guess that they can't handle this
Brothers just to scandalous
If you don't wanna get freaked
then get out my way like an ambulance (say what)
Gitty up gitty up ride up on the real, let death to the fake
And tell you boyfriend just to chill, don't playa hate
Kick back relax, and just take off yo shoes
Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Yea

[Timbaland (Crowds) - CHORUS]
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That fat rabbit (fat rabbit, fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That-that rabbit (ohhh, c'mon)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
Fat rabbit (fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That-that fat rabbit (uh oh)

[Ludacris - Verse Two]
Fatter than fat facts like a dove sack
Showin' them where that love's at
So open up your eyes and get a surprise like in CrackerJacks
Punan' Don happy
Givin' up that nappy dug out
Get the cut up, then I cut out
Why you standin there wit yo' butt out (whoo)
And it's always in the back of my mind
Wherever the place, whenever the time
Even in College Park, after dark, I'ma get my sunshine
Closer than close, closer than most, then I'm all up in ya
Beginner, give me a thigh, breast, and wing like Ms. Winner
And let dinner be served
Can I get it on a platter, shatter your bladder
and put so much light in yo' life I'll make the roaches scatter
The wetta the betta, I'm ready to get ya
Gotta have rabbit like that cheddar
So I can freak ya like I just met ya
Hot like a sauna, get comfy like in a Cadillac
Nick nack paddy wack give a dog a bone Jack
Kick back relax and just take off yo shoes
Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Yea

[Timbaland (Crowds) - CHORUS TWO]
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That fat rabbit (fat rabbit, fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
That-that rabbit, girl (ohhh, c'mon)
Let me touch it, girl (let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
Fat rabbit, girl (fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it, girl (let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
That-that fat rabbit, girl (uh oh)

[Ludacris]
Yo' love is supa-cala-fragalistic
You don't know how bad I missed it
If it broke then don't fix it
Yo stuff is butta like a biscuit
Reminisce like Mary
I gotta pop that cherry
Kinda like that coochie
You wanna be my hoochie
Better than my advesary
Don't be so scary
I, never thought that you could act up
Make a nigga wanna back up
Keep it tight through the night while I wet this track up
So we can slip and slide
Make you wanna dip and dive
Trippin' while we rip and ride
Til I get to the coming side
Got you where I want yo ass
In the case of an emergency, break the glass
Keep yo eyes on the President, erase the past
We be happy if we had more blunts to pass
Get done up and run up
And the guts of yo butt don't shake like they used to
I wake 'em up like a rooster
Take it slow, not faster than a turbo rooster
No worry, no hurry
No pain, no gain
Keep yo eyes on strain
Cuz ain't a damn thing changed
Kick back, relax and take off yo shoes
Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Yea

[Repeat CHORUS TWO]

[Crowds]
Let me touch it, let me touch it
Let me feel it, let me feel it
Let me grab it, let me grab it
Fat rabbit, fat rabbit
[repeat x4]

[Timbaland]
Wha, uh huh
Yea
Dirty South, can y'all really feel me
East Coast, feel me
West Coast, feel me
Dirty South, can y'all really feel me
East Coast, feel me
West Coast, feel me
Dirty South, (uh huh) can y'all really feel me
East Coast, feel me
West Coast

 

[fox69]

"Pimpin' All Over The World"

"Pimpin' All Over The World"


[Chorus]
The fancy cars, the women and the caviar, you know who we are, cause we pimpin all over the world,
The fancy cars, the women and the caviar, you know who we are, cause we pimpin all over the world

[Ludacris]
Sing it hoes,
All over the world baby, it's only right that I share my experiences with ya'll, cause I've been
Places where you'll never imagine, but Ima start at home, when I see a girl I like I walk straight up to her
And I'm like (ugh), Heyy girl how ya doin, you are the woman that I'm really pursuin, I would like to get
To know ya, can you gimme ya name, if you jot down ya number you'll get mine in exchange, Heyy
See I'm the man of this town, and I hope you would'nt mind if I showed you around, so when you
Go to certain places you'll be thinkin of me, we got people to meet and many places to see, Heyy
I'm really diggin ya lips,but be careful where you walkin when you swingin them hips, I'm kinda
Concerned that you'll be causin a crash wit ya traffc jam booty, heads pausin so fast, Heyy
I would'nt trade you for the world I swear it, I like ya hair and every style that ya wear it,
And how the colors cordinate wit ya clothes, from your manicured nails to ya pedicured toes

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
You hear the song so dance, don't always think I'm tryna get in your pants,cause see me my
Pimpin's in 3-D, I'm takin you places you only see on T.V., tryna show ya that livin is trife,
How many guys you know that can bring the travel channel to life, one day we on the autobahn
Swervin drivin, next day we in the sun on the Virgin Islands, if you wit me ain't no time to
Sleep, especially at wet willies on Miami Beach, but I drive you off and pay you no attention if
I make it to Atlantas Brina Brothers convention, then jump in the car and just ride for hours,
Makin sure I don't miss the homecomin at Howard, Hawaii to D.C. it's plenty women to see, so if
Yo ass don't show up it's more women for me, Heyy

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
I'm in New York at the Puerto Rican day parade, then at night I'm in New Orleans drinkin hand
Grenades, outnumbered by the dozens at the jazz fest, in Mardigra all the women tryna show me
They chest, Heyy
I'm in Jamaica spendin massive bucks, while the ladies all beggin me to mash it up, I had sad
Beginnings when I rap wit no fans, now it's all happy endings in my lap in Japan, Heyy
I used to think that it was way too cold til I went to Canada and saw some beautiful hoes, now I
Hit the caribana every year in Toronto, then fly to Illinois to get a taste of Chicago(ugh),Oh
Yet and still you would'nt believe your eyes if you went to Brazil, (where the best at) ain't no need of even askin
Brah, the best women are reside in Africa, and that's real

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
Sing it hoes

[$Money Mike$]
Pimpin pimpin pimpin, ladies and gentlemen as we ride out, could we have all the real pimps,
Please put both of your pinky fingers high in the air, now ladies look around wit me, lets see if
We can weed some of these niggas out, cause it's no way that all these niggas could be pimpin, no
If you happen to see a nigga wit two sweat patches up under his arms, look like he been swimmin
In shoulder height water, please tell that nigga, put yo hands down, if you smell like you been
At work all day and your car, please put your hands down, now look up at the pinky fingers that
Are still in the air, if you see him ashy around the knuckles, like the nigga wash half of his
Hands and lotion three quarters of his body, please say put yo hands down, if yo spinnin rims
Spin counter clockwise, you are not pimpin, if you are dancin on the dancefloor and you look to
Yo left and yo right and you do not see a woman in sight, guess what you guessed it you are not
Pimpin, if your Vodka and cranberry is really really dark like blood, that's because you did'nt
Order Vodka buddy, that's why it's three dollars a glass, put your hands down, now look down, I
Need everybody to pull up your pants leg one time ok, you see the nigga wit the white socks NOT
PIMPIN! [fading out], sorry unless you tryna do the Beat It entorauge, if your shoes have a buckle
On, your not pimpin

 

[fox69]

"Press The Start Button"

"Press The Start Button"


[Intro]
This song is rated M for mature!

[Chorus: Ludacris]
Yeah, press the start button (woo!)
Tell these hoes to press the start button (what!)
Punch in your code and press the start button
And let the muh'fuckin games begin, biatch!
For any ONE of these flows just press the start button
Yea, tell my foes to press the start button
For a Ludacris show, just press the start button
And let the muh'fuckin games begin, biatch!

[Ludacris]
Hey, look here
Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Eyes low cause Igloo done rolled the perfect swisha
Hit you with the weaponry, tell your soldiers to back down
I'm (Raw) like W.E., you'll get (SmackDown!)
How you want it? I'll clobber my opponents like Blanka
Boy, you (Street Fightin) with a monster
A-Town mobster, blowin smoke like rastas
Pullin out guns like in (Contra), mo' toys than Tonka
I'm a fuckin problem, rob 'em
It's (Grand Theft Auto), his burner's right beside him
Hollow points headed to your dome
Hollow points headed to your home
Your head of lettuce shredded from the chrome
It's ludicrous parents think I'm a weirdo
I'm a (God of War), you a (Guitar Hero)
So let's box like Tyson, you'll get (Punched Out)
Welcome to Luda's world, now bring the blunts out!
Hahhhhh!

[Chorus w/ ad libs]

[Ludacris]
I'm (Liver) than NBA, Luda's (Super) like Mario
That Playstation 4 shit, you older than Atari hoe!
Flows that'll make MC's (Go!) like Diego
Call me the Master Chief, my life is like (Halo)
Fightin off haters, I'm the best, ask Khaled
I'm at the (Call of Duty), plus my (Metal Gear) is (Solid)
My (Resident) is (Evil), full of Southside riders
I hope you're (Pac'd-Man), I got six (Virtua Fighters)
That'll (Blitz) ya like Madden '09
Or hit you with the mac and fo' 9's
Then later sit back and blow pine
like it's somethin to do, it ain't pretty
The (Final Fantasy), they think they live in (SimCity)
But I'm a (MechWarrior), try me and I'll damage ya
Holdin a (Soul Calibur), or shoot you like (Galaga)
And my (Creed Assassins) ya, so clear the room
Before the shotgun helps you meet your (Ultimate Doom), boyyyyy

[Chorus w/ ad libs]

[Ludacris]
Whether 25 thousand or 25 mil'
Survival of the fittest, either kill or be killed
Get ya game on playa, get ya game on (what?!)
Get ya game on playa, get ya game on
Doesn't matter if it's 25 bricks or it's 25 bucks
Survival of the fittest, either stick or get stuck
Get ya game on playa, get ya game on (what?!)
Get ya game on playa, get ya game on
HEYYYY!

[Chorus w/ ad libs]

 

[fox69]

"Problems"
(feat. Cee Lo Green)

"Problems"
(feat. Cee Lo Green)



They say "Luda, would you rather have the money or the fame?" and I steady try to tell 'em that it all just depends
Cause every time I make a little more money I seem to be losin' more of my friends
So I'd give it all up to repeat life over and they'd say "Dude is a fool"
I can't trust another motherfucker livin' in this world and this really got me losin' my cool
What would you'd do if you were in my situation and the minute everyone you ever loved to say you looked up?
You drink your pain to the bottom of a bottle and the Conjure would have you fucked up
So I'm lookin' for love in all the wrong places, pop pills, drink liquor by the cases
Get high, make a woman get low, in the strip club lookin' for familiar faces
People know me on a first name basis but all they ever really want's my cash
"Let me borrow just a couple hundred dollars and you know that I'm a pay you back", my ass
This world so superficial, this world done lost my trust
They say "Ludacris, you changin'" but I really don't give a FUCK!
What the hell am I suppose to think? What the hell am I suppose to do?
I'm hearin' that the Devil's in disguise and I'm hearin' that the nigga look just like you
They know I walk throw the Valley of the Shadow of Death, I don't go astray
And I get down on my knees and pray and I say

[Chorus - Cee-Lo Green (Ludacris):]
(Okay, okay, okay) I wish my problems would go away
(Okay, okay, okay) I wish my problems would go away, away, away
Wish my problems would go away, away, away

Doc say I need to change my diet, cause I really not eatin' right
Mama said I need some peace and quite, cause I'm really not sleepin' right
What's the use of havin' all the money and the power in the world if I can't abuse it?
Seems like the, only thing that's, keepin' me together is my music
If it wasn't for that I think I would lose it; if it wasn't for that I would go crazy
When nobody went good on they word and the industry'd make you feel like FUCK you pay me
Cause I gotta feed family, some of the same ones that abandoned me
that still lookin' for a hand out 'til you found out that there ain't shit ya handed me
Hah, still mad at me? But I'm tryin' to be the man I plan to be
But can't do it if you callin' me for dumb shit, thinkin' I'm innocent, I'ma plea insanity (ohh!)
Too many distractions, and it feels like everyday
So I get down on my knees and pray and I say

[Chorus]

I finally made it to the top of the CEO position
But when things don't go their way, these artists got all these suspicions
So the weed keep me at peace and I think I need an intervention
Who the fuck put me in charge of makin' all of these decisions?
My position got me stressin' like it never did before
Not to mention my best friend drowned and Death was knockin' at his door
And it seems like someone in my family is passin' away like everyday
So I just look up to the sky and get on my knees and pray and I SAY!!

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Put Your Money"
(feat. DMX)

"Put Your Money"
(feat. DMX)



[dice rolling]
[DMX] Grrrrrrrr..

[Chorus 2X: Ludacris] + (DMX)
Bet a hundred (bet a hundred) bet a thousand (BET A STACK)
Bet a million (put yo' money where yo' mouth is)
Bet a hundred (bet a hundred) bet a thousand (BET A STACK)
Bet a million (put yo' money where yo' mouth is)

[Ludacris]
Let it rush through your veins, cause I'ma be the one
to step up and put a hundred thousand dollars on the game
Got a pocket full of change and they C-note stacks
Bustin dominoes, spades, cee-lo, craps
We shootin pool at the Luda-plex; I slap a hundred on the table
just to see if any fools wanna do it next
I got games galore, I got game for sure
And when I win I spit game to whores (yep)
Or double it back, I'll double the stacks
Throw a dub, a big face or double the stack (boy)
And we can 'bout anything that you wanna do
But come up short and OH THE THANGS that the gun'll do
Throw in the towel cause I'm makin 'em sweat
Or put your house on the line and I can cover the bet
So hurry up and come get some, if you want some
You know the phrase - scared money don't make none!

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
Throw some money on the books, cause I know how to call 'em
Somebody tell my fam I got a gamblin problem
I don't know when to STOP, maybe when somebody's
drug away by the COPS, or when I'm blowin steam
Countin green in the DROP, because whether legal or illegal
all my people bring the strength to the block
Yessir, I thought you knew it, we loco
We'll bet on anything, just to see if anybody's gon' do it
It's people livin they LIFE comin up off change
And hustlers payin they bills comin up off games
Whether it's Madden or it's Live, tell 'em pick up the sticks
They call me Mr. Put-Down-Two-And-Pick-Up-Six
Then walk away with a clean slate; catch me out in A.C.
Callin yo' bluff with Puff eatin cheesecake
So all my ramblers, runners and money scramblers
Put your drinks up to all compulsive gamblers

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
I'm up in Vegas with a stack of black chips
Breakin the whole casino and doin backflips, man
Cameras eyein us, sidebetters tryin us
The more chips we stack, the more drinks they buyin us
Tryin to get me off my grind, but it won't work
Cause I can drink a fifth of gin and it don't hurt
I'm still breakin 'em, and dice still shakin 'em
I'll step in any place, just ask X what I say to 'em

[Chorus - 2X]