Текст песни Ludacris - Wish You Would (feat. T.I.)

Theater Of The Mind
Жанр: Rap
Исполнитель: Ludacris
Альбом: Theater Of The Mind
Длительность: 04:47
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Surprise nigga, It was bound to happen sooner or later History has been made ATL YEEAAHHH! [Chorus: Ludacris & T.I] Cause I got it, All these haters wanna grill me But fuck that, I'm bout my money if it kills me And I'm up to no good Ayyy I wish a muhfucka would Dis da A-town, Cum into my hood Ayyy I wish a muhfucka would Houston Dallas, Cum into to they hood Ayyy I wish a muhfucka would [Verse 1: Ludacris] I keep a fresh pair of ones on my feet and double deuces on the chevy Three's company, The double 4's on my belly 5 hot amp speakers shake like jelly, So many wires in my trunk look like a bowl of spaghetti Assault and batteries but my trunk stay eveready Assault and battery, If you scared you never ready And yea I went green da 26's on da high bridge, Smoke so much green I can't open up my eyelids Wake up in London, Go to sleep on Atlanta time Still my paint got more candy then ya valentine For 5 mil I bought a lakefront crib Da Bentley car cover lookin like a laced front wig Of course dey hatin cause dey still ridin da martor train W named da yacht but put the plane in my daughter name Now dats Karma, So call me daddy war bucks Cause if you got money I got more bucks [Chorus] [Verse 2: Ludacris] I'm a freak like a scorpio, Custom hood scoops make the hood look like pinnochio I'm rich bitch I should drop cash, Da inside of da 'Lac look like a woodshop class And these women give me love like it's tennis time So many shoe dat my closet look like Finish Line So many acres dat my crib look like Bermuda So many diamonds da safe look like Kay jewelers Dat spider bout to drop my team said Luda get it Now 50 thou says I'm the first nigga with it Da first round draft pic, Later for you embasals The car is all black like it got traded to the timberwolves And I keep a lil bit of that green up in the lining But as the weather change my weed adjust to different climates Green in the summer time, Orange in the spring, Now it's black with dat purp, I call my whip da Sac King [Chorus] [Verse 3: T.I] I'm fly enough to fly away, Trouble I don't shy away From it I annihilate, Suckas in they driveway In church on Sunday mornin prayin bout what happened friday But dem da consequences, For comin at pimpin' sideways Now a days, Guess it pays to change In cahoots with corporations makin major change With magnificent watches, And amazing chains Plush pad in Atlanta and L.A's da same I ball till I'm bored with selections and assortments of all the motors worth a small fortune Of course it's the '72 Chevelle hard top, '69 drop, 60 karat piece you could bet it pay ya lease Dude wanna talk new school, Tell em' go ahead Drop head double off Maybach and corner sales Swagg got as, cash stacked to thee hairline Fuck another car, It's time to try and buy an airline
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