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Ludacris- Look, when it all comes down to it... we ain't have shit its word of mouth Ludacris, 4-ize, its like dis I make niggaz eat dirt and fart dust then give you a $80 dolla certificate to Pussies 'R Us I eat the whole pie, and leave nuthin but da crust So you can feel what its like with instinct but no guts A sack wit no nutts or A mack wit no sluts Give me a full-body massage, I still can't be touched They call me Seymour Butts Cause I get more ass than most they say next and got dat butta love and get too close Follow da leader cause I'm meaner than Abdulablugata My trials of more quest than midnight Marauders its all Pina Coladas No cops and robbaz Takin' trips back and forth from here to the Bahamas I hump more than Llamas Get rolled more than tires If you say I'm not nice, than you a mothafuckin' liar entitled to your Opini-um Songtexteinto the next millenium So many major coins that I thought I had a Millio-um 4-Ize- Yo, I am going to blow up the earth with my few dirty ??? explosive space modulator Buda, we praise you, meditatior Drop squad interrogator 85 percent regulator the Educator and the Almighty Creator Dedicator The seperator, of fiction I start friction smoking hay without the crucial confliction 4-Ize prescription Microphone, Jackie Stallone Psychic Prediction Egytian describition of my psychical, my flesh is weak and its pitiful Spiritiual is hooked up to da Invisibile Umbilical Cord of my Lord Kumbiya Devine ??? Remove paper of tar from every cigar I slap authority like the boy Ja Ja Half Allah, Half Anti-christ superstar Rockin da microphone wit a hand like Mr. Claw While I'm hitting Three... Harder than Sonny Bono Double Dragon mixed up within a Volvo I kill villians in Slow Mo for talkin crazy in my Dojo Got nothing to lose like I'mma Boxcar hobo When I get Ludacris with bridges on da promo Niggaz wanna clown, I'm homie and Bozo Cause in the grandprize game my life is callin like Dojo the name sticks like ??? I keep it reala than alien autopsy photo You similiar to a Spice Girl going solo You lost like ??? or a dog named Toto My statue of liberty is Rebecca Lobo ??? Promos Virgo, bust ass like a mothafuckin' Homo Como.. Estes? Tony Del Negro Built to destroy these kid's blocks of Legos Lego my Eggo cause I say so Hold the microphone, 4-Ize, I stay gifted Manifested, Elevated, I uplifted The Elevator, the esclator, Thats not a knife Thats a knife Pocket out and leave the Alligator Wrestler Cause I hustle Ya Unda da china Big Trouble, Little Sewer but I still find ya Cause I'm thinking Manifest, throw you down the stairs like a slinky Yo, my third eye is blinky Aus Songtexte Mania