Word Of Mouf (freestyle) Lyrics - Word Of Mouf - Ludacris

Yea-uh, here we go here we go here we go 

Talk about that Word of Mouf baby 

Yeuh, yeuh yeuh yeuh yeuh! Here we go, here we go 

Ludacris, 4-Ize, D.E. what you want now now now now 

Check it 

You see I live a life filled with chicken and malt liquor 

And women that are real life scratch'n'sniff stickers 

I shoot videos and get knobs slobbed in trailers 

Then hit stage and break a leg like Lawrence Taylor 

You pricks is all talk, and it's bad for your health 

See I ain't gotta say shit, money speaks for itself 

With all models I make I'm great like five lakes 

You got rims on ya truck? Man I got rims in my skates 

You rolling on dubs, I roll right into clubs 

Dirty as home with more rings than ya tub 

You think it's all practical jokes and big bloopers 

But I smack bitches with no titties that work at Hooters 

Just get a couple of girls that shaking they thangs 

Then I put 'em on camera and cut two frames 

With some gasoline drawers I'll be going to Hell 

Ludacris, fuck like a nigga fresh out of jail 

I got Junkyard Dogs, I'm rowdier than Rod Piper 

And my baby's assed out, 'cause I rub my cars with her diapers 

So you can pray for now if you sinned in the past 

"Word of Mouf" time to wipe that silly grin off yo' ass 

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These rap cats is soft like R&B singers 

It's 4-Ize, I've worked for wings and chicken fingers 

I reps mo' parts so Chi-Town could get seen 

I'm a Dirty Bird now but I keep shit clean 

I rip meanface niggas one by one 

Or two by two, I'll take 'em however they come 

Instead of a gun, I'll pull out a stick from woodworking 

The black Hacksaw Jim Duggin stay lurking 

Creepin, I'm in the shadows, the nightshade 

You want the tail in the back or, a light fade? 

Cause Tony Scissorhands is the barber, the butcher 

I kill ya smoke a blunt and forget where I put ya 

I'm Soopafly like Snuka, I smack hoes 

The black rolls with the dozen attack flows 

I rock Shaq's clothes when I Alter Beast 

Power up, get big, it's Disturbin' Tha Peace 

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