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[Chorus: Ludacris] + (Sleepy Brown)
I gotta big weed stash, pocket full of cash Just seen a big ol` ass (It`s Saturday!) Sticky, icky, icky, icky Sticky, icky, icky, icky System on blast, cops just pass Just seen a big ol` ass (It`s Saturday!) Sticky, icky, icky, icky Sticky, icky, icky, icky [Verse 1: Ludacris] Grease don`t pop on the stove no more, moved on up double shot Hennesey fill my cup Luda choke smoke in a big black truck Should I wild out, WHAT THE FUCK?! Act like my rims ain`t clean How you gonna ack like my neck don`t bling? Haters get sprayed like aftro-sheen but they don`t never really wanna pop them thangs Cane, cane sugar man Luda don`t go and I stop at a light, pull off so slow but I`m out for the night, so pass that dro So, daddy come home in a Cadillac brome, cadillac brome Now don`t it sound absurd Claim College Park where they flip them birds Trick car alarms, then bend them curves Chop chop, chunk it up fat man herb [Chorus] [Verse 2: Ludacris] It`s illegal bout the plants in my backyard grow, that`s my bud Smoke `til ya drop out, that`s my luck Keep a couple rolled and I hit the club in the back door, NIGGA WHAT?! Act like I don`t make cloud, how you gonna act like I don`t get loud? How you gonna act like I don`t rock crowds? and leave a lot of people with a gap tooth smile If I recollect right then you sound like dirt but, I guess what you really don`t know don`t hurt with a vest, and a pump hear the shot gun My folks on the block, man, they got that word (they got that word) Don`t it smell so good, in Southwest where they rep that hood Protect your chest, they up to no good and come through flossin, they wish y`all would [Chorus] [Verse 3: Ludacris] Worldwide hustlers get that dough work that tip, get rid of evidence, move that brick Keep a D eagle with an extra clip think it ain`t so, SUCK A DICK! Act like I just do rap How you gonna act like I just ain`t strapped? How you gonna act like I don`t push lacs? Black Eldorado, fifth wheel on BACK! Ichy finger trigger, man, Luda don`t squeeze With a mac, with a glock I`ma make `em say please In the back, on block so the cops they freeze And I`m so high, I think I got a nose bleed, you gotta nose bleed? Don`t it smell so sweet? In DECATUR, where they pack that heat And ROB neighbors in the night creep, creep I`ll see you LATER we`ll be in them streets... [Chorus: repeat 2x]
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