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f/ Pastor troy
Ludacris & Pastor Troy
what (what), what (what), what (what), what (what)
I (I ), I (I ), I (I ), I (I )
Pastor Troy
OK, come on, what
Ludacris & Pastor Troy
what (what), what (what), what (what), what (what)
oh (oh), oh (oh), oh (oh), oh (oohhhh)
chorus:
Ludacris
get off me, but I'm on you all day
get off me, I don't think you wanna play
(repeat 2x)
Ludacris
you wanna rush me, you can't touch me, trust me
'cuz you weigh too dusty, and rusty, and busted
Pastor Troy
you betta' shop that make you pop up from lock up
but you tell your folks to hold you're jack up to back up (to back up)
Ludacris
I'm ready, so sit down or go ta' your room
Pastor Troy
it ain't nothinnnnn'
Ludacris
a a watch out watch out, boom
call me the hit man, 'cuz I make you wanna call time-out
then I make your Mom cry-out, when I take your ho fine-out
then watch me take ya', and fake ya', and shake ya', and break ya'
and see you on holdddddd until you make her
Pastor Troy
you should give up now for talkin' s**t like that
but then you noting, you garbage you betta' watch ya' back
chorus
Pastor Troy
(OK, OK now)
it's the pastor, ? her, showin' my move
Ludacris
up in that 2000 excursion
Pastor Troy
ridein' on 22's
I hear da' boom
Ludacris
but booms just get more crunk
Pastor Troy
it's the DSGB foreva'
Ludacris
we ridein' on pump
Pastor Troy
I stuck, or did I fake punk, I'm in dea (UN huh)
I think I take a ???
or you can pretend to be homey
Ludacris
??? as soon they get off me
chorus
(repeat 2x)
