I got some brains up in the front seat of a humma, and if you could make it rain then ludacris can make it thunda. I ain't messin with the lames but I seem to make em' wonda, how I came and took the game for the past seven summers. Now your woman wanna get it from the front, from the back, if she wit' it I'ma hit it from the side, give her what she wants, in a lac. She freakin' I can see it in her eye. She can go tit, for tat. It's so good I made her wanna cry. A little bit of this, a little that. For two piece biscuits and some fries straight from churches. YOUR BOYRFRIEND"S WORTHLESS, COS LUDA GOES DEEP WHILE HE BARELY SCRATCH THE SURFACE. She itchin' for that scratch like she DJ Jay-C . If you lookin' for your math BITCH come and find me. I'd be in the A town I ain't that hard to find. Put your legs up in the air and see that DTP sign. If you wanna meet my momma that's a thing I won't do. You said mother fuck me? Now MOTHER FUCK YOU. Know why?
