《Cry Babies (Oh No)(Explicit)》歌词

歌曲： Cry Babies (Oh No)(Explicit)

所属专辑：Word Of Mouf (Explicit)

歌手： Ludacris

时长： 05:56

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(oh no ) i caught him with a blow to the chest[00:00:11]

(oh no ) my hollow put a hole in his vest[00:00:15]

(oh no ) i'm bout to send two to his dome[00:00:17]

(oh no ) cry babies go home [00:00:20]

I got people scared as f**k like when condoms break[00:00:34]

Or how your heart deals with eatin' eighty pounds of steak[00:00:37]

So put your belly on a plate and watch your weight[00:00:40]

You frostin' like a flake and ludacris feels grrreat [00:00:43]

Who want come face me face come want who [00:00:46]

And women give me face until they're face turns blue[00:00:49]

They can't breathe dick to mouth recessatation[00:00:52]

A tight squeeze witch stops the lengthy conversations[00:00:55]

I playstations duck cops and lose agents[00:00:58]

I'm doctor love i close curtains and f**k patients[00:01:01]

When i kick and rip and flip an indespensable rhyme[00:01:04]

My black a** is so hungry i'll take a bite out of crime[00:01:06]

And it'll hurt if i swallow but even more if i choke[00:01:09]

Neighbors called the fire station off the blunt that i smoke[00:01:12]

You see i crush cowards funerals i'll send flowers[00:01:15]

And i'm on the overpass flick pennies at rush hour[00:01:18]

You see i'm ambidextrous i slap a** with both hands[00:01:44]

Delete your first steps but i'll save the last dance[00:01:47]

I just bought some new guns my mama said ＂it ain't worth it＂[00:01:50]

But i'm at the shooting range just 'cause practice makes perferct[00:01:53]

Bullseye i stunt growth and stop lives[00:01:56]

You run with niggas that's more chicken then pot pies[00:01:58]

Bok bok bok i'm shakin your tale feathers[00:02:02]

I got big balls i'm a sac king like chris webber[00:02:04]

Luda' will take you back to duck hunt and double dribble[00:02:07]

When niggas sold quarters and dimes and smoked nickels[00:02:10]

My cars got big tvs and satellites[00:02:13]

I got a wheel of fortune 'cause i flip hoes like Vanna White[00:02:16]

And the servey says (kill a mutha f**ka now)[00:02:19]

Could it be off with his head (or shoot a mutha f**ka down)[00:02:21]

Ground round ground chuck your ground beef[00:02:24]

Bullets gather round then i shoot rounds around teeth[00:02:27]

I kick niggas in they're a** reboot 'em like laptops[00:02:53]

And they wouldn't even box if i gave 'em a flat top[00:02:56]

You punks pucker and pout bicker and babble[00:02:59]

Now they all lost for words like i beat 'em in scrabble[00:03:02]

You see i'm from a small town called ＂fresh out a cop's ass＂[00:03:05]

Where mr head-potatoes are skinned and get mashed[00:03:09]

I smell puss from fifty yards[00:03:11]

Y'all not playin with full decks as if i jacked out ya jacks and left fifty cards[00:03:13]

Catch me in vegas spendin' the green[00:03:17]

I re-up with more chips than a vending machine[00:03:19]

Then you can catch me in rome makin some brauds and sticking 'em[00:03:22]

And you'll be at home picking your bougars and flicking 'em[00:03:26]

A drug dealer's dream so fresh and i'm so clean[00:03:29]

I'm a grown a** man and you're sweeter than sixteen[00:03:31]

So go and kick rocks peons you're just rookies[00:03:34]

Headed down stairs to get you some milk and cookies[00:03:38]