Okay, I remember the days. High rights, low lefts, even stevens and fades. Troops, Lottos, and BKs, those was the days. Hi-tec boots spray painted witcha names.
Better than college girls gone wild. It's more off the chain than late night with Miss Cleo. Call me now for your free readin', whose the father of the baby.
[Chorus]. "I grew up a fuckin' screw-up. Got introduced to the game, to the game then fuckin' blew up.". "I grew up a fuckin' screw-up. Got introduced to the game, to the game then fuckin' blew up.".
[Intro: Miguel]. I keep dwellin' on the past, babe. Know what I need, yeah. . [Hook: Miguel]. I need some real good lovin'. Cause I'm troubled by the things that I see.
Yea yea yea uh. . Verse 1. . Let beat damn wait right after I eat. I'll beat it for three seconds. And I'm goin to sleep. I'm not a master batta. I'm a master playa.
Did some movies and started missing this rap shit. Back to rap then starting missing them movies. Left these hoes to settle down with just one chick. Get with one chick started missing them groupies.
[Luda]. Ow! Track-stars woo...hey... DTP. Let's Go. [Chorus: Bobby v]. She's dangerous,(Uh huh) super. (OK). Better watch out she'll take ya cash.. She's a gold... digger. [x2].
I keep dwellin' on the past, babe. Know what I need, yeah. . I need some real good lovin'. 'Cause I'm troubled by the things that I see. I need some real good lovin'.
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. . Never scared to be different, the impossibles put into existence.. For instance, this is me. What did you expect from the 5th LP?.
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. . Never scared to be different, the impossibles put into existence.. For instance, this is me. What did you expect from the 5th LP?.
What (what), what (what), what (what), what (what). I (I), I (I), I (I), I (I). OK, come on, what. . [Ludacris & Pastor Troy]. What (what), what (what), what (what), what (what).
What the fuck's up? DTP in this muthafucka!. And for all y'all that don't like it, do one thang, get the fuck back!. 'Cause all my niggas is ready. Luda, 20, Fate, Shawnna.
When the liquor get up in me. When the liquor get up in me. When the liquor get up in me. When the liquor get up in me. . I'm a motherfuckin' beast (When the liquor get up in me).
What (what), what (what), what (what), what (what). I (I), I (I), I (I), I (I). OK, come on, what. . [Ludacris & Pastor Troy]. What (what), what (what), what (what), what (what).
[Chorus: Repeat 2X]. I hate it when it's too many niggaz, not enough hoes. Too many rookies, not enough pros. The game got switched on some Ludacris shit.
Georgia, Georgia, Georgia, Georgia. . [Chorus: x2]. We on the grind in, Georgia. All the time,it ain't. Nothing on my mind but - Georgia. We ain't playing with you.
Heads up! Heads up!. Here's another one!. And a, and another one. Oh!. . Yeek yeek woop woop! why you all in my ear?!. Talking a whole bunch of shit. That I ain't trying to hear!.
[Chorus: x2]. I hate it when it's too many niggas, not enough hoes. Too many rookies, not enough pros. The game got switched on some Ludacris shit. So all y'all can suck my dick, bitch!.
Hearts and flowers, forget love letters. Pain and anger, forget forgiveness. Love ain't waiting for a guy like me. . Debutantes and champagne, diamonds and cocaine.
I left Houston, Texas on a gulf coast hurricane I was blowed down by a. Tornado washed up by the rain well my pappy wasn't happy with mehe told me to go.