Duwap Kaine - Ludacris lyrics
[Duwap Kaine - Ludacris lyrics]
(I love you Roe)
Dance with me babygirl, just dance with me
Dance with me
But babygirl you can't dance for free
Dance with me, dance with me
Ya the angels wanna dance with me
Dance with me
I won't let the demons dance with me
Dance with me, but I hang
Round them demons casually, casually
I got mob ties, you gotta ask for me
Ask for me
I'm riding round and they notice me
Notice me i'm reading her body language
All this reading is notice me
Just sip the whole cup right now
You is not slow as me
"Lil duwap bad" shut the fuck
Up this is poetry
"You made better music when
You still fucking hungry"
Pull the choppa out lil nigga it
Ain't no hoe in me
Pull the yoppa out lil nigga
You ain't hoeing me
She just wanna Chanel bag
Man that's just how these hoes be
How my niggas locked up on
The same charges as Mosbey
Free my fucking niggas
Man my niggas they is innocent
She be shakin ass
I don't care in no fucking sense
Wearin your Rollie cause in your pocket
All you got is lint too many bad bitches
Man you know that they heaven sent
YSL (no cap) on the scent
Fucked up sad nigga cuttin' on pay your rent
I drop a song it's a hit or miss? Nah
Bitch, every time it's a fucking hit
Poppin champagne we finna get it lit
You got some cheap ass champagne
I ain't feelin shit
Sippin on drank, ain't no medical bitch
Tryna be successful, tryna be rich
I'm thankful for everything I got 30 round
But I'm only shootin' like 2 shots
Like we really gotta aim? You know (Ya dig)
Money on hasbullah
Beat his ass like hasbullah
Diamonds ain't bussin man fight yo jeweler
Video shot by mula
She tryna use me for my mula
You know that I'm cooler than a cooler
Wait, I can say something more cooler
Smokin' gas and it's bahama buddha
Higher than buddha
Dior shit though she called me a loser
Bad thick bitch you wanna choose her
Fucked your hoe all night she
Left her shoes bro
I'm like baby girl come pick your shoes up
Took his hoe, yeah nigga booed up
Smokin on blueberry yum yum
Got a nigga feelin like I'm Luda
Like I'm who? Got a nigga feelin like Luda
Ya, gotta nigga feelin like Luda cris
Got a nigga feelin like Luda, ya
Blueberry yum yum I'm feelin like Luda
(oooooh)
Blueberry yum yum I'm feelin like Luda cris
Blueberry yum yum I'm feelin like Luda
Blueberry yum yum I'm feelin like Luda
(oooooh)
Blueberry yum yum I'm feelin like Luda cris
Dance with me babygirl, just dance with me
Dance with me
But babygirl you can't dance for free
Dance with me, dance with me
Ya the angels wanna dance with me
Dance with me
I won't let the demons dance with me
Dance with me, but I hang
Round them demons casually, casually
I got mob ties, you gotta ask for me
Ask for me
I'm riding round and they notice me
Notice me i'm reading her body language
All this reading is notice me
Just sip the whole cup right now
You is not slow as me
"Lil duwap bad" shut the fuck
Up this is poetry
"You made better music when
You still fucking hungry"
Pull the choppa out lil nigga it
Ain't no hoe in me
Pull the yoppa out lil nigga
You ain't hoeing me
She just wanna Chanel bag
Man that's just how these hoes be
How my niggas locked up on
The same charges as Mosbey
Free my fucking niggas
Man my niggas they is innocent
She be shakin ass
I don't care in no fucking sense
Wearin your Rollie cause in your pocket
All you got is lint too many bad bitches
Man you know that they heaven sent
YSL (no cap) on the scent
Fucked up sad nigga cuttin' on pay your rent
I drop a song it's a hit or miss? Nah
Bitch, every time it's a fucking hit
Poppin champagne we finna get it lit
You got some cheap ass champagne
I ain't feelin shit
Sippin on drank, ain't no medical bitch
Tryna be successful, tryna be rich
I'm thankful for everything I got 30 round
But I'm only shootin' like 2 shots
Like we really gotta aim? You know (Ya dig)
Money on hasbullah
Beat his ass like hasbullah
Diamonds ain't bussin man fight yo jeweler
Video shot by mula
She tryna use me for my mula
You know that I'm cooler than a cooler
Wait, I can say something more cooler
Smokin' gas and it's bahama buddha
Higher than buddha
Dior shit though she called me a loser
Bad thick bitch you wanna choose her
Fucked your hoe all night she
Left her shoes bro
I'm like baby girl come pick your shoes up
Took his hoe, yeah nigga booed up
Smokin on blueberry yum yum
Got a nigga feelin like I'm Luda
Like I'm who? Got a nigga feelin like Luda
Ya, gotta nigga feelin like Luda cris
Got a nigga feelin like Luda, ya
Blueberry yum yum I'm feelin like Luda
(oooooh)
Blueberry yum yum I'm feelin like Luda cris
Blueberry yum yum I'm feelin like Luda
Blueberry yum yum I'm feelin like Luda
(oooooh)
Blueberry yum yum I'm feelin like Luda cris