Game Got Switched
Ludacris Feat. I-20 & Fate Wilson/Infamous 2-0/Ludacris
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I hate it when it's too many niggas, not enough hoes
Too many rookies, not enough pros
The game got switched on some Ludacris shit
So all y'all can suck my dick, biotch!
I got a whip like miracle, Ludacris, lyrical fool
We dirty south, shut yo' mouth, we rock jewels
No holds barred, but obey the block rules
Cock tools, put chlorine in record pools
(Are there any more like ya?) Hell naw
I treat humans like students, fail y'all
So turn your books to page 69, and start suckin
When Organized drop the track, then start duckin
When Ludacris get in the bed, start fuckin
(You wanna be startin somethin) Get out the booth
And let me tell y'all the truth, we kick down doors
Save all the H2O for front rows
Live in the bank and watch for stank hoes
Stay chromed out and that's on or off road
If you know what I mean, proceed to stay clean
Light skinned nigga turn red but get green
Inhale some of that 'dro but blow steam
Love a combination, big ass and tight jeans
(Boy, you done lost yo' mind) No, I lost my virginity
And I shot quick like that fool shot Kennedy
What's the remedy, Hennessy, coke
If you cut all your money, you still be half broke
Ashes to ashes, smoke or get smoked
We come by the masses, you come and get choked
If you take me for a fool, I'll take you for a joke
Tired of fast food, so they cooked up dope
So now we eatin lobster, shrimp and things
And watch for impostors that's been in the game
We invented the game and y'all just got hip
(Man, what's that smell?) Probably your upper lip
'Cause I love to walk around like my shit don't stank
Even if it's cigars and that purple colored dank
Chillin in the gump with no trace of Tom Hanks
So put this in your jaw like wieners and beef franks
I put too much sugar in my Kool-Aid
And party like a kid with a high-top fade
Arrive to a show and I like to get paid
Arrive to a ho and I like to get laid
Right up on my back like rugs and floor mats
I'm on the right page but what's my format?
I wave to the ocean 'cause I'm where shores at
And women go nuts just like my bozack
(Did you know that?) Man, I'm the gift of change
Electric stove so give me the keys to the Range
Shagadelic, beautiful but strange
Went to Magic City, saw Nicki in blue flames
Rearrange, same broad, different night
Pass the E&J and let a nigga get right
The bomb threaten dude that's on your same flight
The high life's that I live a high ass life