your nose up in the air You know I got it if you wanna come get it Stand next to this money like ay, ay, ay Release Therapy, rock, rock, rock, rock Release Therapy
Yeah and it go a little somethin' like this Yeah and it go a little somethin' like this Runaway love, runaway love Runaway love, runaway love Runaway
You have a call from an inmate in a correctional facility Inmate, state your name, Darren This phone call may be monitored and recorded Press 3 if you
Baby, I gotta get you up out of Your clothes, your clothes It's somethin' about the way you move I just can't let it go, let it go Baby, you've got me
I grew up a f*** screw up Got introduced to the game (Dedicated to all my hustlers) To the game, then f*** blew up (That's a product of they environment
even look real; aww, it's testimony time Oh who is that? Young Chris Bridges Boy I'm glad you finally grew into them ears Go on and testify [Ludacris
I know it's strange But my brain's gone really insane And I'm off the chain Sippin' on a fifth of the Golden Grain I feel like slappin' a nigga today
Daddy is that your car on TV? You better believe it is baby, now go in the other room It's 'bout to be some grown folks talkin' here, okay? All right
The time has come for bad things to leave The time has come for right to begin The time has come for the war of the Gods It's that time I'ma take the
10, 9, 8, 7, 6 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Never scared to be different The impossible's put into existence For instance, this is me What did you expect from the 5
Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction Satisfaction Yeah, blow me a shotgun B-b-blow me a shotgun B-b-blow me a shotgun It gives me satisfaction Can
Kel, Cris And we just clubbin' on some smooth, shhh Ludacris, can't hide or deny That I wanna get you down to them Vickie Secrets And your body, I won
Warning, this album contains Ludacris material Parental discretion is advised So kids, cover your eyes and close your eyes Otherwise you're about to witness
Stop movin' so slow, I got mouths to feed Hurry up and let's go, I got mouths to feed Rain, hail, sleet, snow, I got mouths to feed So you already know
me open Baby, I just wanna make you mine By the end of the night, end of the night By the end of the niiiiight [Ludacris] It's inevitable and incredible
your name: "This Darren" This phone call may be monitored or recorded press 3 if you accept the charges if not hang up [Chorus: Ludacris] To mu cousin
real; aww, it's testimony time Oh who is that? Young Chris Bridges Boy I'm glad you finally grew into them ears Go on and testify [Ludacris] Lord, please
[Intro] 10, 9, 8, 7 6, 5, 4, 3 2, 1 (uhh) [Ludacris] Never scared to be different The improviser was put into existance For in-stance, this is me What
