Ludacris - Word Of Mouf Lyrics
(feat. 4-ize)Yea-uh, here we go here we go here we goTalk about that word of mouf baby!!Yeuh, yeuh yeuh yeuh yeuh! here we go, here we goLudacris, 4-ize, d.e. what you want now now now now[ludacris]Check itYou see i live a life filled with chicken and malt liquorAnd women that are real life scratch'n'sniff stickersI shoot videos and get knobs slobbed in trailersThen hit stage and break a leg like lawrence taylorYou pricks is all talk, and it's bad for ya healthSee i ain't gotta say shit! money speaks for itselfWith all the mottos i make, i'm great like five lakesYou got rims on ya truck? man i got rims in my skates!You rollin on dubs, i roll right into clubsDirtiest home with more rings than ya tubYou think it's all practical jokes and big bloopersBut i smack *****es with no titties that work at hootersJust get a couple of girls that shakin they thangsThen i, put 'em on camera and cut two framesWith some gasoline drawers i'll be goin to hellLudacris, ***** like a nigga fresh out of jail!I got junkyard dawgs, i'm rowdier than rod piperAnd my baby's assed out, cause i rub my cars with her diapersSo you can pray for now if you sinned in the past"word of mouf" time to wipe that silly grin off yo' ass[4-ize]These rap cats is soft like r&b singersIt's 4-ize, i've worked for wings and chicken fingersI reps mo' parts so chi-town could get seenI'm a dirty bird now but i keep shit cleanI rip meanface niggaz one by oneOr two by two, i'll take 'em however they comeInstead of a gun, i'll pull out a stick from woodworkinThe black hacksaw jim duggin stay lurkinCreepin, i'm in the shadows, the nightshadeYou want the tail in the back or, a light fade?Cause tony scissorhands is the barber, the butcherI kill ya smoke a blunt and forget where i put yaI'm soopafly like snuka, i smack hoesThe black rose with the dozen attack flowsI rock shaq's clothes when i alter beastPower up, get big, it's disturbin' tha peace[ad libs to end]
