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Ludacris - Money Counter (Freestyle) Lyrics

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<u><b>Money Counter (Freestyle) Lyrics by Ludacris</b></u> 
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[Intro:]</div>
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You know what</div>
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I don't have to answer to you</div>
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You ain't my 
bitch</div>
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Know 'whaa I sayin?</div>
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So shit man, fuck it!</div>
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[Verse 1:]</div>
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I got the whole world scared like ebola nigga</div>
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I told my 
bitch share with her friend like Coca-Cola nigga</div>
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I can't recall the last time 
I was sober nigga</div>
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One life to live</div>
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I think I'm gonna be dranking till it's 
over nigga</div>
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Fuck my liver and my lungs im a stoner</div>
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If they go bad, Ima find 
me a donor</div>
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Ran out of rolling papers up at the crib</div>
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Fucked around and 
smoked on my high school diploma</div>
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Im smart (I'm smart)</div>
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You could say I got 
the highest grade man</div>
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Yo bitch for my bitch naw thats not really a trade 
man</div>
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My life is a little bit different than yours</div>
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Bitches are a little bit 
thicker than yours</div>
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Whips are a little bit quicker than yours</div>
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And my crib 
is a little bit sicker than yours</div>
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God bless the child that's got his own 
nigga</div>
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I phone my lawyers like E.T. be phoning home nigga</div>
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Like where that 
check, get that check</div>
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Everyday nigga better chase that check</div>
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Fans head 
bobbing to the verse that I spit</div>
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But I won't be satisfied till they break 
that neck</div>
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That's Luda (That's Luda)</div>
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I swear that nigga be going ham 
samich</div>
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And these rappers couldn't leave their mark in ce-ment</div>
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With they 
hands planted</div>
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Yall here for today</div>
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Gone by tonight</div>
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Sell a couple records 
and it's all by he height</div>
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Niggas do it for a little fame and some change</div>
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I 
do it for hip hop, turntables, and a mic</div>
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Im still right in my chapter in that 
rapper hall of fame nigga</div>
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Hip hop's my stomping ground, go back to where you 
came nigga</div>
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Hahahaa</div>
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Ludacris - Money Counter (Freestyle) Lyrics

Money Counter (Freestyle) Lyrics by Ludacris [Intro:] You know what I don't have to answer to you You ain't my bitch...

Ludacris ft. Miguel - Good Lovin Lyrics

Good Lovin Lyrics, Ludacris, Miguel 5:45 PM

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<b><i><u>Good Lovin Lyrics by Ludacris ft. Miguel</u></i></b> 
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[Intro: Miguel]</div>
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I keep dwellin' on the past, babe</div>
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Know what I need, 
yeah</div>
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[Hook: Miguel]</div>
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I need some real good lovin'</div>
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Cause I'm troubled by the 
things that I see</div>
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I need some real good lovin'</div>
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Cause ain't nobody been 
around here lovin' on me</div>
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[Verse 1: Ludacris]</div>
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It's better to love and then lost than to never have 
loved at all</div>
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If that was true I wouldn't be drinking this alcohol</div>
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Every 
relationship failed to take a toll on you</div>
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Especially when you had hoes and 
area codes on you</div>
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Is it easier to erase my memories</div>
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At a point when most 
of my past women became my enemies?</div>
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Some on the fence, some befriended 
me</div>
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But when we see each other it's gon' be some weird energy</div>
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I'm sorry 
that we couldn't make it work</div>
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Believe in your heart, I never intended to make 
you hurt</div>
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Now they see me on the blogs with my new girl</div>
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Friends talking 
'bout "that's supposed to be you, girl"</div>
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[Hook]</div>
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[Verse 2: Ludacris]</div>
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I got a empty hole in my chest</div>
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How do I fill it? 
Somebody give a prescription</div>
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I guess I gotta learn to live with 
regrets</div>
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Pay for mistakes and your exes take a commission</div>
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But what's a 
percent off the top when you hit the bottom</div>
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After you break up wondering how 
to live without 'em?</div>
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Need solutions, less problems</div>
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Cause if love will 
drive you crazy I belong in the insane asylum</div>
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Hear the rain, feel the pain 
inside 'em</div>
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Kinda lost, need someone to guide 'em</div>
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It's nothin' worse than 
feelin' alone</div>
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But I'll admit to feelin' better when I'm hearing this song, it 
goes</div>
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[Hook]</div>
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[Bridge: Miguel]</div>
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So I, dwelling on the past, all the moments on repeat, 
baby</div>
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Playing empty songs when I'm blowing my high</div>
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Feeding my heart to a 
lion called guilt on an empty bed</div>
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On an empty bed</div>
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Dwelling on the past, 
all the moments on repeat</div>
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Playing empty songs when I'm blowing my 
high</div>
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Feeding my heart to a lion called guilt on an empty bed</div>
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While I lose 
my mind</div>
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So you know what I need</div>
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Ludacris ft. Miguel - Good Lovin Lyrics

Good Lovin Lyrics by Ludacris ft. Miguel [Intro: Miguel] I keep dwellin' on the past, babe Know what I need, yeah [Hoo...

Ludacris - Mad Fo Lyrics (Ft. Meek Mill, Chris Brown, Swizz Beatz & Pusha T)

Beatz, Brown, Chris, Ludacris, Lyrics, Pusha, Swizz 6:48 PM

<P align=center><B><EM><U>Mad Fo Lyrics by Ludacris Ft. Meek Mill, Chris Brown, Swizz Beatz & Pusha T</U></EM></B> </P><br /><P align=center>[Intro: Swizz Beatz]<BR>You know one thing I hate<BR>It’s when a person come up to me<BR>or I hear somebody say “it must be nice”<BR>You know my answer that<BR>Is “You must me a hater”<BR>Tell me why you mad for<BR>Listen Luda we gotta keep it real boy<BR>We gonna do it like this baby<BR>Listen here you know what I’m saying</P><br /><P align=center>[Hook: Swizz Beatz]<BR>Tell me what they mad for<BR>Come around the hood<BR>See us sitting there looking good<BR>Tell me what they mad for<BR>Cause you be on the radio<BR>Sounding like you made a million dollars<BR>Tell me what they mad for</P><br /><P align=center>[Verse 1: Ludacris]<BR>Time to start putting grown-ass men on time out<BR>Go to the corner and cry somehwere man<BR>Old insecure ass nigga<BR>Your heart pump Kool-Aid man<BR>What you mad at me for<BR>Is it cause I got houses on every coast<BR>Or that I’m on that Forbes list making rich rappers look broke<BR>While they’re blowing that smoke<BR>I’m blowing a couple million<BR>Making a killing stunting on impostors<BR>Only rapper in the game with a grammy and an oscar<BR>7-figure movie deals, 8 figure bank runs<BR>And I’m still feeding the same hood that I came from<BR>Any car that you got i’ve altready drove<BR>Any chick that you hit, nigga I’ve already ho’d<BR>Say it with your chest like these diamonds on my tongue<BR>Name on my headphones, label tatted on my arm<BR>Air traffic control say “Ludacris is insane”<BR>That niggas daughter’s birthday’s the tail number on his plane<BR>Fuck with me but nobody’s fucking with me<BR>Take in the sight of my cognac, more millions<BR>Real G’s chug it with me<BR>If I’m happy there’s no reason you should be sad for<BR>So will somebody, can somebody please…</P><br /><P align=center>[Hook]</P><br /><P align=center>[Verse 2: Meek Mill]<BR>Ha!<BR>Is you niggas hating ’cause you mad<BR>Or is you mad ’cause you hating?<BR>Choose one, hater<BR>Now if these niggas hating on me I’mma kill them dead<BR>If I wasn’t rapping I’d be probably be in the fifth<BR>In the cell, getting mail, with a million dollar bail<BR>But instead of counting blues, I’mma take this YSL<BR>And this Gucci, and this Louis, Prada ’cause I’m hotter<BR>I used to ball in Philly, with that nina and get dollars<BR>I beefs up in my Bimmer, check aboard my collar<BR>And when I check my bank account<BR>I’m checking for them commas<BR>I’m like all these niggas haters, all these bitches fucking<BR>At 24 I went and bought a Ghost like it was nothing<BR>At 25 I bought that Aston Martin, now we stunting<BR>And you nigga still talking all this money shit you bluffing<BR>You bluffing, you bluffing, I really think you bluffing<BR>100,000 dollars man them bottles we just crush ‘em<BR>Now tell me why you hating? You hating ’cause you mad?<BR>Or is you mad because you hating, boy you sad</P><br /><P align=center>[Hook]</P><br /><P align=center>[Verse 3: Chris Brown]<BR>Ok, I see why you mad, I’m counting all this money<BR>And I’m popping all these tags,<BR>Hopping to it, Fucking bunnies<BR>Real nigga, One hundred<BR>You trying to do it, I done it<BR>I spit sick on this rap shit<BR>Make them sick to they stomach<BR>I’m clean man, you hate<BR>Mad ’cause I’m gonna keep it real with a real nigga<BR>I got racks on racks, and a black maybach<BR>Call it black on black, cause I kill niggas<BR>In the club all girls, no niggas don’t talk to me<BR>‘Cause I ain’t really trynna hear niggas<BR>In the coupe it’s the truth<BR>And the roof go poof, vamoose<BR>I can make it disappear nigga<BR>See this the type of shit that I be saying<BR>Just because I’m balling, that don’t mean a nigga playing<BR>Haters can blow me like a fan<BR>Flyer than a bitch, I don’t think I’mma ever land<BR>But in the meantime, baby what’s your plan<BR>You can call me daddy but I can’t be your man<BR>Fiending like the addicts, when I pull it out they panic<BR>Bitch I do damage, you gonna need an ambulance</P><br /><P align=center>[Hook]</P><br /><P align=center>[Verse 4: Swizz Beatz]<BR>Showtime<BR>Put one hand in the air if you know somebody<BR>That’s mad at you right now for no reason<BR>Riding around in my jeep<BR>Bumping that 2pac<BR>I’m walking around in my hood<BR>Cocked back two glocks<BR>98 in my status<BR>I came back I’m the baddest<BR>Christian’s on my feet<BR>I told you I’m the baddest<BR>All the way in Paris<BR>Don’t talk you’ll get embarrassed<BR>My watch is fucking…<BR>Yeah you get embarassed<BR>My life is just Ludacris<BR>Sucka you just new to this<BR>430s pulling up<BR>God damn we do this shit<BR>Chickens and the waffles<BR>Chilling in the villa<BR>Bumping Ludaversal<BR>Getting that scrilla</P><br /><P align=center>[Hook]</P><br /><P align=center>[Verse 5: Pusha T]<BR>Yuck!<BR>Hey Luda, you know why these haters mad for right?<BR>The truth shall set you free<BR>If you sellin’ all the records and you fuckin’ all the bitches<BR>And you sit a top of the charts and you livin’ out your wishes<BR>With your chains all smothered and your watches all glittered<BR>And your ghost and your phantoms all comin’ home to visit<BR>Or maybe cause your bitches was never really your bitches<BR>With your baby mama fucking every rapper in the business<BR>Niggas saying you was better when the drugs was in your system<BR>Now your crack swag gone ever since you came from prison<BR>Got you tweeting all stupid, is you skatin’, is you dissin’<BR>Found out your Ghost leased and your Phantom just rented<BR>Won’t need it in your name like Pac when he went missing<BR>Makaveli lives on so I’m riding on you bitches<BR>Hail Mary be the witness, Lord Willin’ I was dealing<BR>Stupid motherfucking five star, tatted on his ceiling<BR>Bullseye, be the motherfucking target for this killing<BR>Ain’t y’all the motherfuckers with the millions?</P><br /><P align=center>[Hook]</P><br /><P align=center><EM>Ludacris - Mad Fo Lyrics (Ft. Meek Mill, Chris Brown, Swizz Beatz & Pusha T)</EM></P>

Ludacris - Mad Fo Lyrics (Ft. Meek Mill, Chris Brown, Swizz Beatz & Pusha T)

Mad Fo Lyrics by Ludacris Ft. Meek Mill, Chris Brown, Swizz Beatz & Pusha T [Intro: Swizz Beatz] You know one thing I hate It’s when a ...

Ludacris - Speak Into The Mic Lyrics

Ludacris 2:21 AM

<P align=center><B><EM><U>Speak Into The Mic Lyrics by Ludacris</U></EM></B> </P><br /><P align=center> </P><br /><P align=center>[Intro]<BR>Check 1, 2 speak into the microphone<BR>Tell that bitch to speak into the microphone<BR>Now work it work it, cause practice make perfect, OK<BR>Now work it work it, cause practice make perfect, OK<BR>Now work it work it, cause practice make perfect, OK<BR>Now work it work it, cause practice make perfect, OK</P><br /><P align=center>[Verse 1: Ludacris]<BR>I love it when she do it, she do it how I like it<BR>See the party at the studio and you just got invited<BR>She the truth up in the booth<BR>I love it when she spits them verses<BR>When she finish with that mic<BR>It make me want to buy some purses<BR>Got so many instrumentals<BR>I hope she never stop it<BR>And this microphone's expensive<BR>So I hope she never drop it<BR>I beat it like a drum, I tap it like some snares<BR>And she almost blew her speakers<BR>But that bitch don't really care<BR>She a top notch freak<BR>I like the way she work it<BR>She be choking on that chicken<BR>And she know just how to jerk it<BR>Put some spice up in your life<BR>So I whispered in her ear<BR>And told her go and grab that mic<BR>You'll be the artist of the year<BR>And I'm like</P><br /><P align=center>[Hook]<BR>Check 1, 2<BR>Speak into the microphone<BR>Tell that bitch to speak into the microphone<BR>Check 1, 2<BR>Speak into the microphone<BR>Tell that bitch to speak into the microphone<BR>Now work it, work it cause practice make perfect, OK<BR>Now work it, work it cause practice make perfect, OK<BR>Now work it, work it cause practice make perfect, OK<BR>Now work it, work it cause practice make perfect, OK</P><br /><P align=center>[Verse 2: Ludacris]<BR>I need her in my life<BR>She always come in handy<BR>And she got that type of skills<BR>That make you think she won a Grammy<BR>I was almost nominated<BR>I always contemplate it<BR>If she was on the billboard top 100<BR>Then that bitch will dominate it<BR>Cause she grab that mic and go to work<BR>Spit that verse I go berserk<BR>Booth so hot take off your shirt<BR>Grab that drink, roll up the purp<BR>We wasted in the studio<BR>Making a movie yo, with a boogie ho<BR>Just a little gangster paradise we like Coolio<BR>I'm faded cause I think I just discovered a star<BR>And you my best kept secret they don't know who your are<BR>I keep her close and tell her baby don't be going to far<BR>Cause She know when to grab that microphone<BR>Whether she be in the booth or the car</P><br /><P align=center>[Hook]</P><br /><P align=center>[Bridge]<BR>She goin' make me sign her to a record deal<BR>Hit the store and buy her some Giuseppe heels<BR>She be on that mic so long she out of breath<BR>Put her in the booth and work her half to death<BR>She goin' make me sign her to a record deal<BR>Hit the store and buy her some Giuseppe heels<BR>She be on that mic so long she out of breath<BR>Put her in the booth and work her half to death</P><br /><P align=center>[Hook] </P>

Ludacris - Speak Into The Mic Lyrics

Speak Into The Mic Lyrics by Ludacris [Intro] Check 1, 2 speak into the microphone Tell that bitch to speak into the microphone Now work ...

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