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Ludacris – Throw Sum Mo lyrics
Use a hoe
Use a hoe
Hear these verses and use a hoe
Nothing to it but to do it
I'm all about that dumb shit
Nigga you don't run shit
Be careful hoe
You're slippin' up
I heard them boys were deep
But I don't really give a fuck
See one of my niggaz will fight to it
Don't drop
Got a bunch of gorillas ,and drug killers and dealers
None of these niggaz is gonna starve
I had enough of this playing disrespect
It's time to let a nigga know
Late night I put the nigga on the top of the balcony
But I should let the nigga go
I'll teach you about some manners
I'll teach you about respect
I'll teach you about that gold chain
Hanging around that motherfuckin' neck
I ain't done
Look up at all your shit
And get back where you came from
Nigga I ain't the one
So miss me with that bullshit
Internet thumb thuggers empty out a full click
Time after time
Like I'mma take it up after I wake up
But rhyme after rhyme, Ludacris spit a verse
And rappers just shake up
I'm all about my paper
I could give a damn about a hater later
So all my niggaz are indicators
A nigga step up like stay up
You really hurt my feelings
You really got to chill
I cry and wipe my tears
With hundred dollar bills
Fuck you all I'm self-made
I hustle hard
I've been thrilled
Couple of checks from Hollywood
But I'm hungry with that pistil
Got 10 houses all paid for
Job niggaz pay rent still
How you feeling about that, bitchy ass niggaz?
Be afraid
Be very afraid
Use a hoe
Hear these verses and use a hoe
Nothing to it but to do it
I'm all about that dumb shit
Nigga you don't run shit
Be careful hoe
You're slippin' up
I heard them boys were deep
But I don't really give a fuck
See one of my niggaz will fight to it
Don't drop
Got a bunch of gorillas ,and drug killers and dealers
None of these niggaz is gonna starve
I had enough of this playing disrespect
It's time to let a nigga know
Late night I put the nigga on the top of the balcony
But I should let the nigga go
I'll teach you about some manners
I'll teach you about respect
I'll teach you about that gold chain
Hanging around that motherfuckin' neck
I ain't done
Look up at all your shit
And get back where you came from
Nigga I ain't the one
So miss me with that bullshit
Internet thumb thuggers empty out a full click
Time after time
Like I'mma take it up after I wake up
But rhyme after rhyme, Ludacris spit a verse
And rappers just shake up
I'm all about my paper
I could give a damn about a hater later
So all my niggaz are indicators
A nigga step up like stay up
You really hurt my feelings
You really got to chill
I cry and wipe my tears
With hundred dollar bills
Fuck you all I'm self-made
I hustle hard
I've been thrilled
Couple of checks from Hollywood
But I'm hungry with that pistil
Got 10 houses all paid for
Job niggaz pay rent still
How you feeling about that, bitchy ass niggaz?
Be afraid
Be very afraid
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