I rock Shaq's clothes when I alter beast
See I ain't gotta say shit, the money speaks for itself
Or two by two, I'll take 'em however they come
You rollin' on dubs, I roll right into clubs
'Cause Tony Scissorhands is the barber, the butcher
With all models I make I'm great like five lakes
Just get a couple of girls that shakin' they thangs
Ludacris, fuck like a nigga fresh out of jail
The black rose with the dozen attack flows
"Word of Mouf" time to wipe that silly grin off yo' ass
Creepin', I'm in the shadows, the nightshade
It's 4-Ize, I've worked for wings and chicken fingers
And women that are real life scratch 'n' sniff stickers
And my baby's assed out, 'cause I rub my cars with her diapers
Ludacris, 4-Ize, D E what you want now now now now
You think it's all practical jokes and big bloopers
Yeuh, yeuh yeuh yeuh yeuh! Here we go, here we go
I'm a dirty bird now but I keep shit clean
You want the tail in the back or, a light fade?
I'm soopafly like Snuka, I smack hoes
I got junkyard dawgs, I'm rowdier than Rod Piper
I kill ya smoke a blunt and forget where I put ya
Check it
You got rims on ya truck? Man I got rims in my skates
I rip meanface niggaz one by one
You see I live a life filled with chicken and Malt Liquor
The black hacksaw Jim Duggin stay lurkin'
I shoot videos and get knobs slobbed in trailers
These rap cats is soft like R 'n' B singers
You pricks is all talk, and it's bad for ya health
With some gasoline drawers I'll be goin' to Hell
Then hit stage and break a leg like Lawrence Taylor
So you can pray for now if you sinned in the past
Instead of a gun, I'll pull out a stick from woodworkin'
Then I, put 'em on camera and cut two frames
I reps mo' parts so Chi-town could get seen
Dirtiest home with more rings than ya tub
But I smack bitches with no titties that work at Hooters
