[Ludacris]
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OWWWWWWW!!!
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[Verse - Ludacris]
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I never used to snore in my sleep till this rap shit started
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Warm thoughts fill the hot-headed and cold-hearted
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Your whole paycheck, you burp it and then fart it
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And y'all think I'm gon stop?! BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS!
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In one year I got rich, now life's movin so fast
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But bein broke with no food is just a thing of the past
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Plus I'm the new phenomenon like white women with ass
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And y'all prayin that I flop?! BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS!
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In New York I buy clothing, in Cali I get green
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In Atlanta I get sleep, in Texas I sip lean
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All these rappers wanna know what I'm gettin for sixteens
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Try 80, want a discount? BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS!
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See in just six months I infiltrated the system
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If you find somebody better, then I'm sorry I missed him
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Niggaz hate givin me props cause I might use it against them
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C'mon, get Ludacris out! BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS!
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[Chorus - Ludacris] (2x)
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If you mad I'm on top, then wish me gone
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If you mad I'm on the road, then wish me home
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And if you mad that I'm right, punk wish me wrong
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But after your three wishes - BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS!
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[Verse - Ludacris]
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It's time to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
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I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangers
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I'm just a few albums from filling your disc changer
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If you ever think of stoppin me - BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS!
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I'm a hustler by nature but criminal by law
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Any charges set against me, chunk it up and stand tall
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Next year I'm lookin into buyin Greenbriar Mall
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You probably own a lot of proper-ty! BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS!
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C'mon and take a look, he's got gigantic balls!
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Plus his money keeps flowin like Niagara Falls
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We all know Jesus saves and Ludacris withdraws
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I'm bout to go on vacation - BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS!
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Shout out to Bill O'Reilly, I'm a throw you a curve
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You mad cause I'm a THIEF and got away with words
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I'm a start my own beverage, it'll calm your nerves
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Pepsi's the New Generation? - BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS!
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[Chorus]
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[Verse - 50 Cent]
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These niggaz be frontin, they hate it when we stunting
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They see us in Caddy's and coupes and Benz's and it's nothing
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They act like they got something, we don't deserve - something
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Nigga hate it, like it or love it or - BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS!
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It's simple, top of the charts, number one wit a bullet
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Disturbin Tha Peace and G G G G Unit!
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Got it locked boy, get ya shot boy
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You don't like that we're on top boy, okay - BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS!
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From NY to ATL, we get it crunk bitch
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Semi-auto on my waist, I don't play that pump shit
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Motherfuckers think that I blew up real fast
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But I've been underground a long time so BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS!
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I got candy paint, on my '65
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Impala holla at my shorty if you ready to ride
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Whacha mean your ass ain't got money for gas?
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Then get the fuck out, you're mad? so what, BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS!
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[Chorus]
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[Outro - Ludacris]
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Yeah! History has been made!
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Ludacris and 50 Cent! real recognize real
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If you're feeling a little awkward about the situation
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Don't hesistate to just BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS!
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Blow It Out (Remix) (featuring 50 Cent)
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| Ludacris |
