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Ludacris – Mouths To Feed lyrics
Stop movin' so slow
I got mouths to feed
Hurry up and let's go
I got mouths to feed
Rain, hail, sleet, snow
I got mouths to feed
So you already know I'm 'bout to get to that paper!
Stop movin' so slow
I got mouths to feed
Hurry up and let's go
I got mouths to feed
Rain, hail, sleet, snow
I got mouths to feed
So you already know I'm 'bout to get to that paper!
Listen, look I gotta feed my family by all means necessary
'cause paychecks are comin' up shorter than february
Can't get a real job, I never finished school
Can't get no new clothes, I wore the same tennis shoes
But now the game's changed, I'm all about the hustle
Man even hogan knows best, I'm all about the muscle
I'm all about my team, I'm all about my green
I'm 'bout supply and demand, I'm 'bout serve the fiend
And I'm a workin' dream, I keep the circuit clean
See I'm the fuckin' future, I'm a workin' machine
Don't trust a soul, I'm the only one watching my green
So I stay in heavy rotation like a washin' machine
Stop movin' so slow
I got mouths to feed
Hurry up and let's go
I got mouths to feed
Rain, hail, sleet, snow
I got mouths to feed
So you already know I'm 'bout to get to that paper!
Stop movin' so slow
I got mouths to feed
Hurry up and let's go
I got mouths to feed
Rain, hail, sleet, snow
I got mouths to feed
So you already know I'm 'bout to get to that paper!
Motha' fucka' I'm a monster in this game, I turn 20 inta 50
50 to 100 and 100 to a bentley
A bentley to a building and a building to a scraper
Can't keep up with the news but I get that daily paper
And use it daily hater 'cause my foot game is major
After awhile crocodile, see ya later alligator
My baby need new shoes, her momma needs giuseppes
Mercedes need new shoes, surround her with perellies
My finger to the world, paid my dues and I'm ready
To pack up all the tools and just cruise in the chevy
Millions dolla' deals, makin' moves on my cellie
'cause I owe it to my girl to put food in 'er belly
Stop movin' so slow
I got mouths to feed
Hurry up and let's go
I got mouths to feed
Rain, hail, sleet, snow
I got mouths to feed
So you already know I'm 'bout to get to that paper!
Stop movin' so slow
I got mouths to feed
Hurry up and let's go
I got mouths to feed
Rain, hail, sleet, snow
I got mouths to feed
So you already know I'm 'bout to get to that paper!
Wake up and smell the coffee, it's time to make the doughnuts
A kid who had the key, my kid made me a grownup
You ever threaten mines, I won't resist to put the chrome up
My guns will be like gang signs, always gettin' thrown up!
Atlanta puts it's own up, we true to these streets
I got 12 hungry artists, whole crew gotta eat
So hell no I don't sleep, I'm like an energizer battery
Got 19 employees, I gotta pay they salaries
My momma quit her job and I retired my pops
Got killas on the payroll, I hired some cops
I accept responsibility, they all pay rent
So if it don't make dolla' then it don't make sense!
Stop movin' so slow
I got mouths to feed
Hurry up and let's go
I got mouths to feed
Rain, hail, sleet, snow
I got mouths to feed
So you already know I'm 'bout to get to that paper!
Stop movin' so slow
I got mouths to feed
Hurry up and let's go
I got mouths to feed
Rain, hail, sleet, snow
I got mouths to feed
So you already know I'm 'bout to get to that paper!
I got mouths to feed
Hurry up and let's go
I got mouths to feed
Rain, hail, sleet, snow
I got mouths to feed
So you already know I'm 'bout to get to that paper!
Stop movin' so slow
I got mouths to feed
Hurry up and let's go
I got mouths to feed
Rain, hail, sleet, snow
I got mouths to feed
So you already know I'm 'bout to get to that paper!
Listen, look I gotta feed my family by all means necessary
'cause paychecks are comin' up shorter than february
Can't get a real job, I never finished school
Can't get no new clothes, I wore the same tennis shoes
But now the game's changed, I'm all about the hustle
Man even hogan knows best, I'm all about the muscle
I'm all about my team, I'm all about my green
I'm 'bout supply and demand, I'm 'bout serve the fiend
And I'm a workin' dream, I keep the circuit clean
See I'm the fuckin' future, I'm a workin' machine
Don't trust a soul, I'm the only one watching my green
So I stay in heavy rotation like a washin' machine
Stop movin' so slow
I got mouths to feed
Hurry up and let's go
I got mouths to feed
Rain, hail, sleet, snow
I got mouths to feed
So you already know I'm 'bout to get to that paper!
Stop movin' so slow
I got mouths to feed
Hurry up and let's go
I got mouths to feed
Rain, hail, sleet, snow
I got mouths to feed
So you already know I'm 'bout to get to that paper!
Motha' fucka' I'm a monster in this game, I turn 20 inta 50
50 to 100 and 100 to a bentley
A bentley to a building and a building to a scraper
Can't keep up with the news but I get that daily paper
And use it daily hater 'cause my foot game is major
After awhile crocodile, see ya later alligator
My baby need new shoes, her momma needs giuseppes
Mercedes need new shoes, surround her with perellies
My finger to the world, paid my dues and I'm ready
To pack up all the tools and just cruise in the chevy
Millions dolla' deals, makin' moves on my cellie
'cause I owe it to my girl to put food in 'er belly
Stop movin' so slow
I got mouths to feed
Hurry up and let's go
I got mouths to feed
Rain, hail, sleet, snow
I got mouths to feed
So you already know I'm 'bout to get to that paper!
Stop movin' so slow
I got mouths to feed
Hurry up and let's go
I got mouths to feed
Rain, hail, sleet, snow
I got mouths to feed
So you already know I'm 'bout to get to that paper!
Wake up and smell the coffee, it's time to make the doughnuts
A kid who had the key, my kid made me a grownup
You ever threaten mines, I won't resist to put the chrome up
My guns will be like gang signs, always gettin' thrown up!
Atlanta puts it's own up, we true to these streets
I got 12 hungry artists, whole crew gotta eat
So hell no I don't sleep, I'm like an energizer battery
Got 19 employees, I gotta pay they salaries
My momma quit her job and I retired my pops
Got killas on the payroll, I hired some cops
I accept responsibility, they all pay rent
So if it don't make dolla' then it don't make sense!
Stop movin' so slow
I got mouths to feed
Hurry up and let's go
I got mouths to feed
Rain, hail, sleet, snow
I got mouths to feed
So you already know I'm 'bout to get to that paper!
Stop movin' so slow
I got mouths to feed
Hurry up and let's go
I got mouths to feed
Rain, hail, sleet, snow
I got mouths to feed
So you already know I'm 'bout to get to that paper!
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