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ludacris – money counter (freestyle) lyrics

[intro:]
you know what
i don’t have to answer to you
you ain’t my b-tch
know ‘whaa i sayin?
so sh-t man, f-ck it!

[verse 1:]
i got the whole world scared like ebola n-gga
i told my b-tch share with her friend like coca-cola n-gga
i can’t recall the last time i was sober n-gga
one life to live
i think i’m gonna be dranking till it’s over n-gga
f-ck my liver and my lungs im a stoner
if they go bad, ima find me a donor
ran out of rolling papers up at the crib
f-cked around and smoked on my high school diploma
im smart (i’m smart)
you could say i got the highest grade man
yo b-tch for my b-tch naw thats not really a trade man
my life is a little bit different than yours
b-tches are a little bit thicker than yours
whips are a little bit quicker than yours
and my crib is a little bit sicker than yours
god bless the child that’s got his own n-gga
i phone my lawyers like e.t. be phoning home n-gga
like where that check, get that check
everyday n-gga better chase that check
fans head bobbing to the verse that i spit
but i won’t be satisfied till they break that neck
that’s luda (that’s luda)
i swear that n-gga be going ham samich
and these rappers couldn’t leave their mark in ce-ment
with they hands planted
yall here for today
gone by tonight
sell a couple records and it’s all by he height
n-ggas do it for a little fame and some change
i do it for hip hop, turntables, and a mic
im still right in my chapter in that rapper hall of fame n-gga
hip hop’s my stomping ground, go back to where you came n-gga

hahahaa

- ludacris lyrics

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