Текст (слова) песни: Ludacris - Cry Babies (Oh No)

[Chorus: Ludacris - repeat 2X]
(Oh No!) I caught him with a blow to the chest
(Oh No!) My hollow put a hole in his vest
(Oh No!) I`m bout to send two to his dome
(Oh No!) Cry babies go home!

[Verse One: Ludacris]
I got people scared as FUCK like when condoms break
Or how your heart deals with eatin` eighty pounds of steak
So put your belly on a plate and watch your weight
You frostin` like a flake and Ludacris feels grrreat!
Who want come face me, face come want who?
And women give me face until they`re face turns blue
They can`t breathe, dick to mouth recessatation
A tight squeeze witch stops the length to conversations
I Playstations, duck cops and lose agents
I`m Doctor Love, I close curtains and fuck patients
When I kick and rip and flip an indespensable rhyme
My black ass is so hungry I`ll take a bite out of crime
And it`ll hurt if I swallow, but even more if I choke
Neighbors called the fire station off the blunt that I smoke
You see I crush cowards, funerals I`ll send flowers
And I`m on the overpass flick pennies at rush hour

[Chorus]

[Verse Two: Ludacris]
You see I`m ambidextrous I slap ass with both hands
Delete your first steps, but I`ll save the last dance
I just bought some new guns my mama said "it ain`t worth it"
But I`m at the shooting range just `cause practice makes perferct
Bullseye, I stunt growth and stop lives
You run with niggas that`s more chicken then pot pies
Bok bok bok I`m shakin your tale feathers
I got big balls, I`m a SAC King like Chris Webber
Luda` will take you back to duck hunt and double dribble
When niggas sold quarters and dimes and smoked nickels
My cars got big TVs and satellites
I got a Wheel of Fortune `cause I flipped O`s like Vanna White
And the servey says? (Kill a mutha fucka now)
Could it be off with his head? (Or shoot a mutha fucka down)
Ground round, ground chuck your ground beef
Bullets gather round then I shoot rounds around teeth

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Ludacris]
I kick niggas in they`re ass reboot `em like laptops
And they wouldn`t even box if I gave `em a flat top
You punks pucker and pout, bicker and babble
Now they all lost for words like I beat `em in Scrabble
You see I`m from a small town called "Fresh out a cop`s ass"
Where Mr. Head-Potatoes are skinned they get mashed
I smell puss from fifty yards
Y`all not playin with full decks as if I jacked out ya Jacks
and left fifty cards
Catch me in Vegas spinnin` the green
I re-up with more chips than a vending machine
Then you can catch me in Rome maggots in brauds and sticking `em
And you`ll be at home picking your bougars and flicking `em
A drug dealer`s dream, so fresh and I`m so clean
I`m a grown ass man and you`re sweeter than sixteen
So go and kick rocks peons you`re just rookies
Headed down stairs to get you some milk and cookies

[Chorus - 2X]

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Ludacris - Cry Babies (Oh No) [Chorus: Ludacris - repeat 2X] (Oh No!) I caught him with a blow to the chest (Oh No!) My hollow put a hole in his vest (Oh No!) I`m bout to send two to his dome (Oh No!) Cry babies go home! [Verse One: Ludacris] I got people scared as FUCK like when condoms break Or how your heart deals with eatin` eighty pounds of steak So put your belly on a plate and watch your weight You frostin` like a flake and Ludacris feels grrreat! Who want come face me, face come want who? And women give me face until they`re face turns blue They can`t breathe, dick to mouth recessatation A tight squeeze witch stops the length to conversations I Playstations, duck cops and lose agents I`m Doctor Love, I close curtains and fuck patients When I kick and rip and flip an indespensable rhyme My black ass is so hungry I`ll take a bite out of crime And it`ll hurt if I swallow, but even more if I choke Neighbors called the fire station off the blunt that I smoke You see I crush cowards, funerals I`ll send flowers And I`m on the overpass flick pennies at rush hour [Chorus] [Verse Two: Ludacris] You see I`m ambidextrous I slap ass with both hands Delete your first steps, but I`ll save the last dance I just bought some new guns my mama said "it ain`t worth it" But I`m at the shooting range just `cause practice makes perferct Bullseye, I stunt growth and stop lives You run with niggas that`s more chicken then pot pies Bok bok bok I`m shakin your tale feathers I got big balls, I`m a SAC King like Chris Webber Luda` will take you back to duck hunt and double dribble When niggas sold quarters and dimes and smoked nickels My cars got big TVs and satellites I got a Wheel of Fortune `cause I flipped O`s like Vanna White And the servey says? (Kill a mutha fucka now) Could it be off with his head? (Or shoot a mutha fucka down) Ground round, ground chuck your ground beef Bullets gather round then I shoot rounds around teeth [Chorus] [Verse Three: Ludacris] I kick niggas in they`re ass reboot `em like laptops And they wouldn`t even box if I gave `em a flat top You punks pucker and pout, bicker and babble Now they all lost for words like I beat `em in Scrabble You see I`m from a small town called "Fresh out a cop`s ass" Where Mr. Head-Potatoes are skinned they get mashed I smell puss from fifty yards Y`all not playin with full decks as if I jacked out ya Jacks and left fifty cards Catch me in Vegas spinnin` the green I re-up with more chips than a vending machine Then you can catch me in Rome maggots in brauds and sticking `em And you`ll be at home picking your bougars and flicking `em A drug dealer`s dream, so fresh and I`m so clean I`m a grown ass man and you`re sweeter than sixteen So go and kick rocks peons you`re just rookies Headed down stairs to get you some milk and cookies [Chorus - 2X] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Cry Babies (Oh No): http://musworld.ru/music/eng/111/1/547.html Все тексты песен: Ludacris » Ludacris - Welcome to Atlanta » Ludacris - Rollout (My Business) » Ludacris - whats Your Fantasy » Ludacris - Cry Babies (Oh No) » Ludacris - What`s Your Fantasy » Ludacris - welcome to atlanta ii \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Ludacris - growing pains \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Ludacris - She Said » Ludacris - Whats Your Fantasy? » Ludacris - Phat Rabbit » Ludacris - Screwed Up » Ludacris - 1st & 10 » Ludacris - Stick `Em Up » Ludacris - Move Bitch » Ludacris - southern hospitality \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » Ludacris - Hoes in My Room » Ludacris - Rollout (My Business) » Ludacris - Get Back » Ludacris - Da Game Got Switched » Ludacris - Large Amounts Рекомендуем скачать: » Шура, Shura - Вечность » Шелег Михаил - СВЕТЛЫЙ АНГЕЛ » Шамиль Абряров - Все равно забываться опять бесконечными снами... » Шелег Михаил - ПЕРСТЕНЁК » Шелег Михаил - ПАМЯТНИК МИШКЕ ЯПОНЧИКУ » Шелег Михаил - ПЕРВАЯ ЛЮБОВЬ » Шухрат Хусаинов - Монолог призрака » Шамиль Абряров - Осторожность » Шухрат Хусаинов - Где ветра, что мою боль уносили... » Шелег Михаил - ЗА ТЕБЯ ! » Шелег Михаил - БАБЬЕ ЛЕТО » Шуфутинский Михаил - Петербургский дождь » Шелег Михаил - РЫЖАЯ » Шелег Михаил - КАФЕ НЕУДАЧНИКОВ » Шухрат Хусаинов - Еще строка не вложена в конверт... » Шухрат Хусаинов - Посвящение прошлому » Шелег Михаил - АМНИСТИЯ » Шелег Михаил - ПЛАНЕТА ЛЮБВИ » Шлагбаум - Вчерашний день » Шура - Не говори о любви
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