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[Chorus]<br>I gotta big weed stash, pocket full of cash<br>Just seen a big ol´ ass, it´s Saturday<br>Sticky, icky, icky, icky<br>Sticky, icky, icky, icky<br>System on blast, cops just pass<br>Just seen a big ol´ ass, it´s Saturday<br>Sticky, icky, icky, icky<br>Sticky, icky, icky, icky<br><br>[Verse 1: Ludacris]<br>Grease don´t pop on the stove no more, moved on up<br>double shot Hennesey fill my cup<br>Luda choke smoke in a big black truck<br>Should I wild out, WHAT THE FUCK?!<br>Act like my rims ain´t clean<br>How you gonna act like my neck don´t bling?<br>Haters get sprayed like aftro-sheen<br>but they don´t never really wanna pop them thangs<br>Cane, cane sugar man Luda don´t go<br>and I stop at a light, pull off so slow<br>but I´m out for the night, so pass that dro<br>So, daddy come home in a Cadillac brome, cadillac brome<br>Now don´t it sound absurd<br>Claim College Park where they flip them birds<br>Trick car alarms, then bend them curves<br>Chop chop, chunk it up fat man herb<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Verse 2: Ludacris]<br>It´s illegal bout the plants in my backyard grow, that´s my bud<br>Smoke ´til ya drop out, that´s my luck<br>Keep a couple rolled and I hit the club in the back door, NIGGA WHAT?!<br>Act like I don´t make cloud, how you gonna act like I don´t get loud?<br>How you gonna act like I don´t rock crowds?<br>and leave a lot of people with a gap tooth smile<br>If I recollect right then you sound like dirt<br>but, I guess what you don´t really know don´t hurt<br>with a vest, and a pump hear the shotgun squirt<br>My folks on the block, man, they got that word (they got that word)<br>Don´t it smell so good, in Southwest where they rep that hood<br>Protect your chest, they up to no good<br>and come through flossin, they wish y´all would<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Verse 3: Ludacris]<br>Worldwide hustlers get that dough<br>work that tip, get rid of evidence, move that brick<br>Keep a D eagle with an extra clip<br>think it ain´t so, SUCK A DICK!<br>Act like I just do rap<br>How you gonna act like I just ain´t strapped?<br>How you gonna act like I don´t push lacs?<br>Black Eldorado, fifth wheel on BACK!<br>Ichy finger trigger, man, Luda don´t squeeze<br>With a mac, with a glock I´ma make ´em say please<br>In the back, on block so the cops they freeze<br>And I´m so high, I think I got a nose bleed, you gotta nose bleed?<br>Don´t it smell so sweet?<br>In DECATUR, where they pack that heat<br>And ROB neighbors in the night creep, creep<br>I´ll see you LATER we´ll be in them streets...<br><br>[Chorus: repeat 2x]
Letra nueva de la canción
[Chorus]<br>I gotta big weed stash, pocket full of cash<br>Just seen a big ol´ ass, it´s Saturday<br>Sticky, icky, icky, icky<br>Sticky, icky, icky, icky<br>System on blast, cops just pass<br>Just seen a big ol´ ass, it´s Saturday<br>Sticky, icky, icky, icky<br>Sticky, icky, icky, icky<br><br>[Verse 1: Ludacris]<br>Grease don´t pop on the stove no more, moved on up<br>double shot Hennesey fill my cup<br>Luda choke smoke in a big black truck<br>Should I wild out, WHAT THE FUCK?!<br>Act like my rims ain´t clean<br>How you gonna act like my neck don´t bling?<br>Haters get sprayed like aftro-sheen<br>but they don´t never really wanna pop them thangs<br>Cane, cane sugar man Luda don´t go<br>and I stop at a light, pull off so slow<br>but I´m out for the night, so pass that dro<br>So, daddy come home in a Cadillac brome, cadillac brome<br>Now don´t it sound absurd<br>Claim College Park where they flip them birds<br>Trick car alarms, then bend them curves<br>Chop chop, chunk it up fat man herb<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Verse 2: Ludacris]<br>It´s illegal bout the plants in my backyard grow, that´s my bud<br>Smoke ´til ya drop out, that´s my luck<br>Keep a couple rolled and I hit the club in the back door, NIGGA WHAT?!<br>Act like I don´t make cloud, how you gonna act like I don´t get loud?<br>How you gonna act like I don´t rock crowds?<br>and leave a lot of people with a gap tooth smile<br>If I recollect right then you sound like dirt<br>but, I guess what you don´t really know don´t hurt<br>with a vest, and a pump hear the shotgun squirt<br>My folks on the block, man, they got that word (they got that word)<br>Don´t it smell so good, in Southwest where they rep that hood<br>Protect your chest, they up to no good<br>and come through flossin, they wish y´all would<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Verse 3: Ludacris]<br>Worldwide hustlers get that dough<br>work that tip, get rid of evidence, move that brick<br>Keep a D eagle with an extra clip<br>think it ain´t so, SUCK A DICK!<br>Act like I just do rap<br>How you gonna act like I just ain´t strapped?<br>How you gonna act like I don´t push lacs?<br>Black Eldorado, fifth wheel on BACK!<br>Ichy finger trigger, man, Luda don´t squeeze<br>With a mac, with a glock I´ma make ´em say please<br>In the back, on block so the cops they freeze<br>And I´m so high, I think I got a nose bleed, you gotta nose bleed?<br>Don´t it smell so sweet?<br>In DECATUR, where they pack that heat<br>And ROB neighbors in the night creep, creep<br>I´ll see you LATER we´ll be in them streets...<br><br>[Chorus: repeat 2x]
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