Disturbin' tha peace, the Club Ludacris, straight the A T L We gon' it to N C, to V A To L.A., to N.Y.and in between Uh, we gon' do it like this, Magoo, check it out
Mag meetcha at 7/11 a quarter to Buy rubbers six-fifty then we fuckin' heaven My ass the kid momma let him hit it He nut up in ya mouth and she bet' not spit it
Look bein' a mack is all your game I hoes for makin' me cum then make her buy me some rum I got the town ho-infested, you 'em Invested in prostitution turned it an institution
be far be it from me to advertise my enterprise All I'm sayin' man my street shit is I got it franchised city to city, state to state Don't look at the house, I own the estate
But wait, baby, baby, baby, shake too Baby baby, too Baby, baby, baby, baby, too, make too
I don't love 'em, no, I need 'em, no I might hug 'em, yea, I feed 'em, yea You can me a considerate brotha, say what? A considerate brotha, that's I am
I will touch 'em, what, but won't beat 'em, I fuss wit 'em, I never mistreat 'em You can call me a brotha, say what? A brotha
Woah, wakin' up about to press my suit Wakin' up early about to fix me some juice I got my lined up, which one 'em I'm gonna choose I got my lined up, which one 'em I'm gonna use
I got my, Vuitton on, pumpin', that mind-blowin' Chicks can't even drive straight without blown they horn I'm just a illmatic, all dramatic Carry a automatic, keep up on all
I'm just that pimp nigga from Va. each, uh, let me not slur my speech I got that in me, no juice, no vodka But the straight up Remi, kicks 'bout to get
'Cause I got it in me, to take one home And Willy', Timb, you so silly See I been pimpin', yo' days Pimpin' easy, hey, hey, hey, hey
I love 'em, no, I don't need 'em, no I might hug 'em, no, I might 'em, yea You can me a considerate brotha, say what? A brotha
I will 'em but won't beat 'em I will fuss wit 'em, never, never 'em You can call me a brotha A brotha
I pack a black tux fo' emergencies Want me to treat 'em with But psssh, Ludacris mack nigga get on you purposely Perfectly, to impress, fresh from the head down
Leave 'em let down, I'm the king of this shit, you take a step Admire the merchandise, talk get slapped twice Or hand held, I got women sendin' me panties in my fan Pimp hat with a big mouth, A T L, South Hoes up short? Hoes finna get cursed out!
It's the fullback in the formation grab yo' helmet Slam the mask out of hoes and they say, "What is that, velvet?" And they betta meet quota, betta yet betta meet they deadline And I got hoes who go back further than yo' father hairline
From Raggedy Ann and to Daiquiri drinks and brandy I take 'em off the streets and put 'em back on with a lil' I'm the pimp of the year, I'm a all around A pimp of the we pimpin' 'em up, hoes down
I don't love 'em, no, I need 'em, no I might hug 'em, yea, I might 'em, yea You can call me a brotha, say what? A brotha
I touch 'em, what but won't beat 'em, what I fuss wit 'em, never, never mistreat 'em You can call me a brotha A brotha
Easy, me now Feel me now baby, on Come on walk with me, walk witcha Easy, yea, take it baby Let hair blow out, come on