Aow

I never used to snore in my sleep till this rap s**t started
Warm thoughts fill the hot-headed and cold-hearted
Your whole paycheck, you burp it and then fart it
And y`all think I`m gon` stop? Blow it out your ass
In one year I got rich, now life`s movin` so fast
But bein` broke with no food is just a thing of the past
Plus I`m the new phenomenon like white women with ass
And y`all prayin` that I flop? Blow it out your ass

In New York I buy clothing, in Cali I get green
In Atlanta I get sleep, in Texas I sip lean
All these rappers wanna know what I`m gettin` for sixteens
Try 80, want a discount? Blow it out your ass
See in just six months, I infiltrated the system
If you find somebody better, then I`m sorry I missed him
Ni**az hate givin` me props `cause I might use it against them
C`mon, get Ludacris out, blow it out your ass

If you mad I`m on top then wish me gone
If you mad I`m on the road then wish me home
And if you mad that I`m right, punk wish me wrong
But after your three wishes, blow it out your ass

If you mad I`m on top then wish me gone
If you mad I`m on the road then wish me home
And if you mad that I`m right, punk wish me wrong
But after your three wishes, blow it out your ass

It`s time to saddle up the Tontos `cause I`m the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don`t talk to strangers
I`m just a few albums from filling your disc changer
If you ever think of stoppin` me, blow it out your ass
I`m a hustler by nature but criminal by law
Any charges set against me, chunk it up and stand tall
Next year I`m lookin` into buyin` Greenbriar Mall
You probably own a lot of property, blow it out your ass

C`mon and take a look, he`s got gigantic balls
Plus his money keeps flowin` like Niagara Falls
We all know Jesus saves and Ludacris withdraws
I`m `bout to go on vacation, blow it out your ass
Shout out to Bill O`Reilly, I`m a throw you a curve
You mad `cause I`m a thief and got away with words
I`m a start my own beverage, it`ll calm your nerves
Pepsi`s the New Generation, blow it out your ass

If you mad I`m on top then wish me gone
If you mad I`m on the road then wish me home
And if you mad that I`m right, punk wish me wrong
But after your three wishes, blow it out your ass

If you mad I`m on top then wish me gone
If you mad I`m on the road then wish me home
And if you mad that I`m right, punk wish me wrong
But after your three wishes, blow it out your ass

My black people show me love when I`m up on the block
And Latinos always waitin` for my C.D.`s to drop
White people love the flow, they say, "Dude, you f**kin` rock"
Yo` fans are my fans, right? Blow it out your ass
So find my album in the stores and look for the white steam
Rip it open, play it and yo` momma might scream
It`s hard, other albums are softer than ice cream
Yo` scans are my scans, right? Blow it out your ass

Now Luda`s throwin` up A`s, and I`m lightin` up L`s
Around the globe gettin` paid, you home bitin` yo` nails
DTP, the only label that practice fightin` ourselves
We probably gettin` on your nerves, huh? Blow it out your ass
I been eatin` and gettin` fat while y`all dyin` of hunger
I get drunk in the winter, stay high in the summer
Watch out, my album`s puttin` up McDonald`s numbers
You over six million served, huh? Blow it out your ass

If you mad I`m on top, then wish me gone
If you mad I`m on the road, then wish me home
And if you mad that I`m right, punk wish me wrong
But after your three wishes, blow it out your ass

If you mad I`m on top, then wish me gone
If you mad I`m on the road, then wish me home
And if you mad that I`m right, punk wish me wrong
But after your three wishes, blow it out your ass

Blow it out your ass