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ludacris - hood billionaire (freestyle) lyrics

[intro]
yeah, boss sh-t
turn it up
hah!
lyrical exercise
they be like “luda how come i don’t see you out that much?”
let me tell you somethin’ n-gga

[verse]
i ain’t even gotta come inside the club, n-gga
pull up in the lamborghini aventor door just to f-ck wit’ cha
i see your chick she see my candy drippin’ and me ridin’ chrome
give a little bit of this game and next thing we ridin’ home
i press a b-tton my car drop
press another b-tton my car stop
women give me that soft bottom
and i do away with that hard top
gettin’ good brain, whippin’ wood grain
swervin’ all up and around your hood man
no bullsh-t, you wanna trade the heat?
then i got the nine like luol deng
shooters goin’, n-gga dunk that
fifth of ‘yac, i drunk that
livin’ legend all on the mic
and none of you n-ggas will ever become that
my car shakin’, my trunk peak
ain’t even a need to compete
while you ride in the back of your boy ride
your b-tch all in my front seat, ahh!

[outro]
what’s in the past is history, what’s in the future is a mystery
in other words don’t love me for what i’ve done
love me for what the f-ck i’m ’bout to do, n-gga
yeah, “burnin’ bridges” december sixteenth
exclusively on google play biatch
“ludaversal” march thirty first
i ain’t playin’ with you n-ggas
woo!

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