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    [chorus 2x: ludacris]
    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 i'm 'bout to get to that paper

    [ludacris]
    Listen, look i gotta feed my family by all means necessary
    Cause paychecks are comin up shorter than february
    Can't get a real job, i never finished school
    Can't get no new clothes, i wore the same tennis shoes
    But now the game's changed, i'm all about the hustle
    And even hogan knows best, i'm all about the muscle
    I'm all about my team, i'm all about my green
    I'm 'bout supply and demand, i'm 'bout to serve the fiends
    And i'm a workin dream, i keep the circuit clean
    See i'm the fuckin future~! i'm a workin machine
    Don't trust a soul i'm the only one watchin my cream
    So i stay in heavy rotation like a washing machine

    [chorus]

    [ludacris]
    Motherfucker i'm a monster in this game, i turn 20 into 50
    50 to a hundred and a hundred to a bentley
    A bentley to a building and a building to a 'scraper
    Can't keep up with the news but i get that daily paper
    And youse a daily hater cause my foot game is major
    After a while, crocodile, see you later alligator
    My baby need new shoes, her momma need giuseppes
    Mercedes need new shoes surrounded with pirellis
    A finger to the world, paid my dues and i'm ready
    To pack up all the tools and just cruise in the chevy
    Million dollar deals makin moves on my celly
    Cause i owe it to my girl to put food in her belly

    [chorus]

    [ludacris]
    Wake up and smell the coffee, it's time to make the doughnuts
    A kid who had a kid, my kid made me a grown-up
    You ever threaten mines i won't resist to put the chrome up
    My guns'll be like gang signs (always gettin thrown up)
    Atlanta put your zone up, we true to these streets
    I got 12 hungry artists, whole crew gotta eat
    So hell no i don't sleep, i'm like an energizer battery
    Got 19 employees, i gotta pay they salary
    My momma quit her job and i retired my pops
    Got killers on the payroll, i hired some cops
    I accept responsibility, they all pay rent
    So if it don't make dollars then it don't make cents

    [chorus]

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