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Ludacris & Pastor Troy
what (what), what (what), what (what), what (what)
I (I ), I (I ), I (I ), I (I )
Pastor Troy
OK, come on, what
Ludacris & Pastor Troy
What (what), what (what), what (what), what (what)
Oh (oh), oh (oh), oh (oh), oh (oohhhh)
Ludacris
Chorus: repeat 2X
Get off me, but I'm on you all day
Get off me, I don't think you wanna play
Ludacris You wanna rush me, you can't touch me, trust me
Cause you weigh too dusty, and rusty, and musty
Troy You betta shop that make you pop up from lock up
But you tell your folks to hold you're jack up to back up (to back
up)
Ludacris I'm ready, so sit down or go ta' your room
Troy It ain't nothinnnnn
Ludacris A a watch out watch out, boom
Call me the hit man, 'cuz I make you wanna call time-out
Then I make your mom cry-out, when I take your whole spine out
Then watch me take ya, and fake ya, and shake ya, and break ya
And see you on hoooome to your maker
Troy You should give up now for talkin shit like that
But then you nothing, you garbage you betta' watch ya' back
Chorus
Troy (OK, OK now)
Ludacris I'm in that 2000 excursion
Troy Ridin on 22's, I hear da boom
Ludacris But booms just get more crunk
Troy It's the DSGB forever
Ludacris Ridin on pump
Troy I stunk, or did I say stunk, I meant stank (UN huh)
I think I'll take it please, or in another coffee break
You ain't, but you can pretend to be homey
Ludacris I'm stiff arming these busters just as soon they
get on me
Chorus 2X
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