Ludacris - Who Not Me (feat. Small World & Dolla Boy) Lyrics
(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 ***** you talking to?Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not meWho the ***** you talking to?Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me[Small World]3, 2, 1What's begun, is the start but ***** we be saying we"we just getting started it since one"Y'all been monitoring, pondering bout itHow bout I, pull it out and kapaow, I'll heat em up out his mouth with itBig Small World, Norfclk is the gang, extended clip in the jeansPut em in a box like BisquickI'm a laker wit clips, get em in the lake wit clipsTruth is ya a clipper with clips aint cha *****I'm bout my loot and dollars, I'll shot you for looting dollarsBut you lootless and dollarless, ***** it I shot for Luda n DollaI crash parties, blast with proposed toastIm a have a problem like Scrap blat with me short of hoesOne for ya damn lips, or there be mixture of blood and dandruffIf you don't get my damn driftCreep to ya grave and leak DT PissThis is yo highness at his less temperedKeep it pimpin' and watch[Chorus X2]Who the ***** you talking to?Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not meWho the ***** you talking to?Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me[Dolla Boi]I been having a bad day, the same ol shitWe don't give a ***** about who you isThe same ol clique, and the same ol bizThe same ol flip , wit the same ol whipThe same 4-4, with the same ol clipHalf the bullets gone, the otha half you can get, *****R.I.P. Rick James "I'm Rich *****"You talkin' to much, nigga you a snitch *****And we don't do it like thatWe do 3 quarter drops and we bring a brick back, blackDon't act get ya whole trap splat, ackUnload em reload em, we back blackAnd when dem gats letting offRed dots loud noises like planes taking offDolla Boi I got the game in a cross, make me bang at cha bossFor dem things coming soft, nigga[Chorus X2]Who the ***** you talking to?Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not meWho the ***** you talking to?Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me[Ludacris]Oh, Oh, Oh, OhNow if a bad ***** wants dick, then its dick I give herLudacris nigga, I stand and deliverNeva back down, won't shake nor shiver***** with me and get found in the shadohoochie riverThis 7 inch shank, will put a stop to his tickerBut shoties to the body make him drop much quickerYeah I appear to be a nice lil nigga***** with anything I love, I'm a stone cold killaEating off of 'Sace, sleeping on chinchilla8 figga nigga, I'm a multi millaSee me in the street, it can't get no realerGiving back to my hood with a pocket full of scrillaMy neighbors say my house can't get no biggaI do good ass bidness, with a bad ass temperPlease tell ya *****, stop playing with my zipperOr I'll Brrrrddd Stick Her HaHaHa Stick HER![Chorus X2]Who the ***** you talking to?Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not meWho the ***** you talking to?Not me, Couldn't be me, Naw not me
