[chorus (repeat 4x:)Ludacris]
Move b****, get out the way
Get out the way b**** get out the way
Oh no! The fights out
I'ma bout to punch yo...lights out
Get the f*** back, guard ya grill
There's somethin' wrong, we can't stay still
I've been drankin' and bustin' two
and I been thankin' of bustin you
Upside ya motherf***ing forehead
And if your friends jump in, "Ohhh gurrlll",they'll be mo d***
Causin' confusion, Disturbin Tha Peace
Since not into lution, we run in the streets
So bye bye to all you groupies and golddiggers
Is there a bumper on you're a**? No n****!
I'm doin a hundred on the highway
So if you do the speed limit get the f*** outta my way
I'm D.U.I., hardly ever caught sober
and you about to get ran the f*** over
[Chorus]
[Mystical]
Here I come, there I go
UH OH! Don't jump b****, move
You see them headlights? You hear that f***ing crowd?
Start that godd*** show, I'm comin' through
Hit the stage and knock the girlies down
I'm F***ing gonna eat the crowd up - thats what I do
Young and successful - a sex symbol
The b***** want me to f*** - true true
Hold up wait up, shorty
"Oh wazzzupp, get my d*** sucked, what are yoouu doin"?
Sidelinin' my f***ing business
Tryin' to get my paper, child support soon
Give me that truck and take that rental back
Who bought these b****es T.V.'s and jewelry b****, tell me that?
No, I aint bitter, I dont give a f***
But i'ma tell you like this b****
You better not walk in front of my tour bus
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[ 1 20]
Too bad I'm the right track
Beef, got the right mack
Hit the trunk, grab the pump pump, I'll be right back
We buyin bars out, showin' scars out
We heard there's h**s out, so we brought the cars out
Grab the peels cuz we robbin' tonight
Beat the s*** outta security, we startin a fight
I got a fifth of the remy, f*** the Belve and 'cris
I'm sellin s*** up in the club like I work in the b****
F*** the dress codes, it's street clothes, we all street n*****s
We on the dance floor, throwin' bows, beatin up n****s
I'm from the D.E.C., tryin to disrespesct D.T.P.
And watch the bottles start flyin' from the V.I,P.
F***in this rap s***, we clap b****, two in your body
Grab ya four, start a dog, ruin the party
So move b****, get out the way h**
All you f***ing motherf***ers make way for 2-0
So...
[Chorus]
[Whistling]