Ludachris Word Of Mouf (freestyle) Lyrics

Word Of Mouf (freestyle) Lyrics

Word Of Mouf (Freestyle)

 Ludachris

 (Word Of Mouf)

 

 Yea-uh, here we go here we go here we go

 Talk about that Word of Mouf baby!!

 Yeuh, yeuh yeuh yeuh yeuh! Here we go, here we go

 Ludacris, 4-Ize, D.E. what you want now now now now

 

 [Ludacris]

 Check it

 You see I live a life filled with chicken and malt liquor

 And women that are real life scratch'n'sniff stickers

 I shoot videos and get knobs slobbed in trailers

 Then hit stage and break a leg like Lawrence Taylor

 You pricks is all talk, and it's bad for ya health

 See I ain't gotta say SHIT! Money speaks for itself

 With all models I make I'm +Great+ like five +Lakes+

 You got rims on ya truck? Man I got rims in my skates!

 You rollin on dubs, I roll right into clubs

 Dirtiest home with more rings than ya tub

 You think it's all practical jokes and big bloopers

 But I smack bitches with no titties that work at Hooters

 Just get a couple of girls that shakin they thangs

 Then I, put 'em on camera and cut two frames

 With some gasoline drawers I'll be goin to hell

 Ludacris, fuck like a nigga fresh out of jail!

 I got junkyard dawgs, I'm rowdier than Rod Piper

 And my baby's assed out, cause I rub my cars with her diapers

 So 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 singers

 It's 4-Ize, I've worked for wings and chicken fingers

 I reps mo' parts so Chi-Town could get seen

 I'm a Dirty Bird now but I keep shit clean

 I rip meanface niggaz one by one

 or two by two, I'll take 'em however they come

 Instead of a gun, I'll pull out a stick from woodworkin

 The black Hacksaw Jim Duggin stay lurkin

 Creepin, I'm in the shadows, the nightshade

 You want the tail in the back or, a light fade?

 Cause Tony Scissorhands is the barber, the butcher

 I kill ya smoke a blunt and forget where I put ya

 I'm Soopafly like Snuka, I smack hoes

 The black rose with the dozen attack flows

 I rock Shaq's clothes when I alter beast

 Power up, get big, it's Disturbin' Tha Peace

 

 [ad libs to end]

 

 

 

 From Alex (buffysangel@attbi.com)