Ludacris - Save it for Another Day lyrics

Save it for another day
I ain’t try to hear that shit no way hold up
Let me take two steps
And you can miss me with that bullshit
Miss me with that bullshit
Miss me with that bullshit

Gone of the liquor
And I'm Fired up like the booty of a swisha
Make the trunk shake like a California quake
And everywhere I go these bitches
Tryna take my picture
All white beamer accentuated features
Salt around the rim like a fucking margarita
Cops profiling but Im still wylin'
Hopin that they never find
The cannabis sativa
Smoke in moderation like niggas on probation
I break it like a record then
I put it in rotation
Pass it like a test cause
This system got me stressed
So when they stop me askin for
License and registration I'm like

Save it for another day
I ain’t try to hear that shit no way hold up
Let me take two steps
And you can miss me with that bullshit
Miss me with that bullshit
Miss me with that bullshit

I'm rolling like a tire
And yeah we are about to blow
I got that bomb like alquaeda
The streets are not at ease so
I keep the desert eeeg (eagle)
Any given day you can get
This cannon like mariah
Yea I rock your cradle drop
You like your label
Got some firearms come illegal like my cable
Try me and you wishin for
A gang of ammunition i'm handy with this cap
People thinkin I'm disabled
Couple ladies with me cause
I'm long like pippy
So you'll just find yourself in
A manage like nicki
A sucker for them curves with
Over a billion serves
I said bitch get on Dees
(this) and I ain't talkin bout mickey

Save it for another day
I ain’t try to hear that shit no way hold up
Let me take two steps
And you can miss me with that bullshit
Miss me with that bullshit
Miss me with that bullshit

Ugh Far from sober drivin on the shoulder
Bass boom trunk got that
Thunder like Oklahoma
Woofers and them tweeters My Acura got beat
My kickers go hard yea my
Speakers got a boner it's
Chrome kitted five percent tinted
On the highway gettin head I told
Her push me to the limit
She got my balls sprung like I hit a home run
She make her mouth streeetch like
The fuckin seventh innin'
So it's one two three strikes you outta there
Luda got em playin with
They self like solitaire
Birds of a feather 'spose to stick together
But thicker women sayin they friend
Look like Halle Berry i'm like

Save it for another day
I ain’t try to hear that shit no way hold up
Let me take two steps
And you can miss me with that bullshit
Miss me with that bullshit
Miss me with that bullshit