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    Word of Mouf
    Ouvir álbum completo Word of Mouf Ano de lançamento: 2001
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    (feat. 4-Ize)

    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! 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, fuck like a nigga fresh out of jail!
    I got junkyard dawgs, I'm rowdier than Rod Piper
    And my baby's assed 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' ass

    These rap cats is soft like R&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' Tha Peace

    [ad libs to end]

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