Ludacris lyrics

"Who Not Me lyrics"

Make Up Your Mind lyrics
(Quinton) when i get the nerve to walk on by they come and get me i never told the truth, i never lied they listened to me all the times i laughed at her she never said a single word to me cause she knew me well i can't waste my time make up your mind i lost determination fast i was the loser getting sick of finishing last i'm always the loser tonight i'm gonna try i'm gonna ask the questions why but i... can't decide make up

(feat. Dolla Boi, Small World)

[Small World X4 (Ludacris)]
Uhhuhh no way no how, get like blaow, blaow, blaow kapaow
(Yeah, you ever hear somebody sayin' something and you think they talking)
(Bout you, you not quite sho' Younasayin' but it aint no way they talking' bout)
(You, introducing the new membes of Disturbing Tha Peace: Small World)
(From Norfclk, Dolla Boi from Playaz Circle, Here we go What?)

[Chorus X2]
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me

[Small World]
3, 2, 1
What's begun, is the start but bitch we be saying we
"we just getting started it since one"
Y'all been monitoring, pondering bout it
How bout I, pull it out and kapaow, I'll heat em up out his mouth with it
Big Small World,

Once Upon My Nightstand lyrics
I'm sleeping to give my head a rest I am so sick of these arguments Alone, once again I'm on my own Just need some time to myself or I'll explode I know that this is all my fault And one day I will get it right But for now I sit here and remind myself That everything will be okay Your letter written on a napkin Sits on my nightstand And it reads: This is... This is the last time That I wil

Norfclk is the gang, extended clip in the jeans
Put em in a box like Bisquick
I'm a laker wit clips, get em in the lake wit clips
Truth is ya a clipper with clips aint cha bitch
I'm bout my loot and dollars, I'll shot you for looting dollars
But you lootless and dollarless, fuck it I shot for Luda n Dolla
I crash parties, blast with proposed toast
Im a have a problem like Scrap blat with me short of hoes
One for ya damn lips, or there be mixture of blood and dandruff
If you don't get my damn drift
Creep to ya grave and leak DT Piss
This is yo highness at his less tempered
Keep it pimpin' and watch

[Chorus X2]
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me

[Dolla Boi]
I been having a bad day, the same ol shit
We don't give a fuck

Under Eternity lyrics
Sands run lowOr was it highTime sees no endNo end of timeLives pass in strainsYet seem to lastInfinite beingsKnowing no pastThese days longingShortened by pathsClinging to timesThat never lastShadows are castAs suns pass byNights bleed to daysDays never nightStone dials bleeding essence of timeDraining away the counts of lifeUnder eternity - Past ripped apartUnder e

about who you is
The same ol clique, and the same ol biz
The same ol flip , wit the same ol whip
The same 4-4, with the same ol clip
Half the bullets gone, the otha half you can get, bitch
R.I.P. Rick James "I'm Rich Bitch"
You talkin' to much, nigga you a snitch bitch
And we don't do it like that
We do 3 quarter drops and we bring a brick back, black
Don't act get ya whole trap splat, ack
Unload em reload em, we back black
And when dem gats letting off
Red dots loud noises like planes taking off
Dolla Boi I got the game in a cross, make me bang at cha boss
For dem things coming soft, nigga

[Chorus X2]
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me

[Ludacris]
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Now if a bad bitch wants dick, then its dick I

Disco Club lyrics
[Chorus] If the lady's in the disco club I'll freak you in the disco club And dancing in the disco club And shaking in the disco club If you take me to the disco club Yeah, I'm trying to party on out Step to the disco can't work it out Let's get go and this party started now Parties and getting naughty is what I'm all about So many girlies in the house With slanging ass bodies and perty ass mouth

give her
Ludacris nigga, I stand and deliver
Neva back down, won't shake nor shiver
Fuck with me and get found in the Chattahoochee River
This 7 inch shank, will put a stop to his ticker
But shoties to the body make him drop much quicker
Yeah I appear to be a nice lil nigga
Fuck with anything I love, I'm a stone cold killa
Eating off of 'Sace, sleeping on chinchilla
8 figga nigga, I'm a multi milla
See me in the street, it can't get no realer
Giving back to my hood with a pocket full of scrilla
My neighbors say my house can't get no bigga
I do good ass bidness, with a bad ass temper
Please tell ya bitch, stop playing with my zipper
Or I'll Brrrrddd Stick Her HaHaHa Stick HER!

[Chorus X2]
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me