If you cut all your money you'd still be half broke
Too many rookies
So all ya'll can suck my dick, bitch!
(Not enough hoes)
And partied like a kid with a high top fade
Electric stoves so give me the keys to the range
Are there anyone like ya?
Too many niggaz
The bomb threat dude that's on the same flight
I got a real life miracle Ludacris lyrical fool
The game got switched on some Ludacris shit
(Not enough hoes)
Too many rookies
Probably yo upper lip
Live in the bank and watch for stank hoes
(Not enough hoes)
I put too much sugar in my kool-aid
Like that nigga shot Kennedy
We dirty south shut yo mouth we rock tools
Went to Magic City saw Nikki and Blue Flame
So now we eatin' lobster shrimp and things
'Coz it's too many niggaz
So put this in yo jaw like wieners and beef franks
Light skinded nigga turn red but get green
Too many rookies
The game got switched on some Ludacris shit
(Not enough pros)
We come by the masses you come and get choked
Cock tools put chlorine in record pools
Did you know that?
'Cause I love to walk around like my shit don't stink
Save all the H20 for front rows
So all ya'll can suck my dick, bitch!
'Coz it's too many niggaz
So all ya'll can suck my dick, bitch!
(Not enough pros)
Too many niggaz
The game got switched on some Ludacris shit
We invented the game and ya'll just got here
Too many rookies
(Not enough pros)
(Not enough hoes)
'Coz it's too many niggaz
The game got switched on some Ludacris shit
Man I'm the gift of change
Stay chromed out and that's on or off road
(Man what's that smell)
The game got switched on some Ludacris shit
So all ya'll can suck my dick, bitch!
Too many rookies
No holds barred but obey the block rules
If you take me for a fool I'll take you for a joke
Too many rookies
Too many rookies
The game got switched on some Ludacris shit
We kick down doors
I'm on the right page but what's my format
The game got switched on some Ludacris shit
The highlight's that I live a high ass life
Rearrange same broad different night
(You wanna be startin' something)
Tired of fast food so they cooked up dope
(Not enough pros)
I wave to the ocean cause I'm where shores at
Too many rookies
(Not enough hoes)
Get out the booth and lemme tell you the truth
Too many niggaz
Too many niggaz
What's the remedy Hennessey Coke
The game got switched on some Ludacris shit
(Not enough pros)
Arrive to a hoe and I like to get laid
When Ludacris get in the bed start fuckin'
Sagadelic, beautiful but strange
So all ya'll can suck my dick, bitch!
Ride up on my back like rugs and floor mats
(Hell naw!)
Inhale some of that dro but blow steam
So turn ya book to page 69 and start suckin'
So all ya'll can suck my dick, bitch!
If you know what I mean proceed to stay clean
'N watch for impostors that's been in the game
(Fail ya'll)
And women go nuts just like my bozack
When organized drop the track then start duckin'
(Not enough pros)
(Not enough hoes)
Arrive to the show and I like to get paid
So all ya'll can suck my dick, bitch!
(Not enough pros)
I treat humans like students
(Not enough pros)
Pass the E and J and let a nigga get right
(Not enough hoes)
Ashes to ashes, smoke or get smoked
So all ya'll can suck my dick, bitch!
Chillin' in the gut with no trace of Tom Hanks
Even if it's cigars and that purple color dank
Love a combination big ass and tight jeans
(Man you done lost yo mind)
No I've lost my virginity
And I shot quick
