Word Of Mouf (Freestyle) Lyrics

Yea-uh, here we go, here we go, here we go
Talk about that word of Mouf baby
Yeuh, yeuh yeuh yeuh yeuh! Here we go, here we go
Ludacris, 4-Ize, D E what you want now now now now

Check it
You see I live a life filled with chicken and Malt Liquor
And women that are real life scratch 'n' sniff stickers
I shoot videos and get knobs slobbed in trailers
Then hit stage and break a leg like Lawrence Taylor
You pricks is all talk, and it's bad for ya health
See I ain't gotta say shit, the money speaks for itself
With all models I make I'm great like five lakes
You got rims on ya truck? Man I got rims in my skates

You rollin' on dubs, I roll right into clubs
Dirtiest home with more rings than ya tub
You think it's all practical jokes and big bloopers
But I smack bitches with no titties that work at Hooters
Just get a couple of girls that shakin' they thangs
Then I, put 'em on camera and cut two frames
With some gasoline drawers I'll be goin' to Hell
Ludacris, f**k like a nigga fresh out of jail
I got junkyard dawgs, I'm rowdier than Rod Piper
And my baby's a*sed out, 'cause I rub my cars with her diapers
So you can pray for now if you sinned in the past
"Word of Mouf" time to wipe that silly grin off yo' a*s

These rap cats is soft like R 'n' B singers
It's 4-Ize, I've worked for wings and chicken fingers
I reps mo' parts so Chi-town could get seen
I'm a dirty bird now but I keep shit clean
I rip meanface niggaz one by one
Or two by two, I'll take 'em however they come
Instead of a gun, I'll pull out a stick from woodworkin'

The black hacksaw Jim Duggin stay lurkin'
Creepin', I'm in the shadows, the nightshade
You want the tail in the back or, a light fade?
'Cause Tony Scissorhands is the barber, the butcher
I kill ya smoke a blunt and forget where I put ya
I'm soopafly like Snuka, I smack hoes
The black rose with the dozen attack flows
I rock Shaq's clothes when I alter beast
Power up, get big, it's disturbin' the peace