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cry babies (oh no)
[chorus: ludacris - repeat 2x]
(oh no!) i caught him with a blow to the chest
(oh no!) my hollow put a hole in his vest
(oh no!) im bout to send two to his dome
(oh no!) cry babies go home!

[verse one: ludacris]
i got people scared as fuck like when condoms break
or how your heart deals with eatin eighty pounds of steak
so put your belly on a plate and watch your weight
you frostin like a flake and ludacris feels grrreat!
who want come face me, face come want who?
and women give me face until theyre face turns blue
they cant breathe, dick to mouth recessatation
a tight squeeze witch stops the length to conversations
i playstations, duck cops and lose agents
im doctor love, i close curtains and fuck patients
when i kick and rip and flip an indespensable rhyme
my black ass is so hungry ill take a bite out of crime
and itll hurt if i swallow, but even more if i choke
neighbors called the fire station off the blunt that i smoke
you see i crush cowards, funerals ill send flowers
and im on the overpass flick pennies at rush hour


[verse two: ludacris]
you see im ambidextrous i slap ass with both hands
delete your first steps, but ill save the last dance
i just bought some new guns my mama said "it aint worth it"
but im at the shooting range just cause practice makes perferct
bullseye, i stunt growth and stop lives
you run with niggas thats more chicken then pot pies
bok bok bok im shakin your tale feathers
i got big balls, im a sac king like chris webber
luda will take you back to duck hunt and double dribble
when niggas sold quarters and dimes and smoked nickels
my cars got big tvs and satellites
i got a wheel of fortune cause i flipped os like vanna white
and the servey says? (kill a mutha fucka now)
could it be off with his head? (or shoot a mutha fucka down)
ground round, ground chuck your ground beef
bullets gather round then i shoot rounds around teeth


[verse three: ludacris]
i kick niggas in theyre ass reboot em like laptops
and they wouldnt even box if i gave em a flat top
you punks pucker and pout, bicker and babble
now they all lost for words like i beat em in scrabble
you see im from a small town called "fresh out a cops ass"
where mr. head-potatoes are skinned they get mashed
i smell puss from fifty yards
yall not playin with full decks as if i jacked out ya jacks and left fifty
catch me in vegas spinnin the green
i re-up with more chips than a vending machine
then you can catch me in rome mackin some brauds and sticking em
and youll be at home picking your bougars and flicking em
a drug dealers dream, so fresh and im so clean
im a grown ass man and youre sweeter than sixteen
so go and kick rocks peons youre just rookies
headed down stairs to get you some milk and cookies

[chorus - 2x]


403 kez okundu

ludacris en ok okunan 10 arks

1. whats your fantasy
2. ho skit
3. it wasnt us
4. stick em up
5. move bitch
6. youz a hoe
7. grab it
8. whats your fantasy remix
9. get off me
10. ho

ludacris arklar
Not: ludacris ait mp3 bulunmamaktadr ltfen satn alnz.

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