Mouthing Off: acordes por
Ludacris
Ludacris

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Tom: Db major
Verse 1
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Yeah, hah,
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Em
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When it all come down to it
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Gm
we ain't have shit!
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Gm
Gm
(Woo! Use your mouth,
haha)
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Ludacris, 4- Ize, it's like this
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I make
Verse 2
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Em
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niggaz eat dirt and fart dust
Then give you a eighty dollar gift
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certificate to Pussies 'R Us
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Em
Em
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I eat the whole pie,
and leave nothing but the crust
So you can feel what it's like,
with instinct but no guts
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Em
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A sac wit no nuts or a mack wit no sluts
Give me a full- body massage,
I still can't be touched
They call me Seymour Butts,
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cause I get mo' ass than most
They say I'm next and got that butter love,
and get too close
Follow the leader cause I'm meaner
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than medulla oblongota
My Tribe's on more Quests
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G
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Em
Em
than Midnight Marauders
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It's all pina coladas, no
cops and robbers
Taking trips back and forth
from here to the Bahamas
I hump more than llamas,
get rolled more than tires
If you say I'm not nice,
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then you'se a motherfucking liar
Entitled to your Opini- ons,
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G
into the next millennium
So many Major Coins that
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I thought I had a million
Verse 3
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Em
Em
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4- Ize, 4- Ize whatcha? 4- Ize
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Yo, I am going
Verse 4
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Em
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to blow up the Earth
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With my "pew- 36 explosive
space modulator"
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Buddha be praised, you meditator
Drop squad interrogator,
85 percent regulator
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Am
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The Educator and the Almighty Creator,
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C
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G
dedicator
The separator of fiction,
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I spark friction
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G
Smoking "Hay" without the
Crucial Confliction
4- Ize prescription; microphone,
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Jackie Stallone
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Psychic prediction, Egyptian description
Of my psychical,
my flesh is weak and it's pitiful
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Em
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Spiritual is hooked up to
the invisible
Umbilical cord of my Lord,
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F
Kumbiya Devine Kah
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Em
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G
Remove paper of tar from every cigar
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I slap authority like Gabor, Zsa Zsa
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Am
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Half Allah, Half Anti Christ Superstar
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Rocking the microphone
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Em
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with a hand like Dr. Claw
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Dm
While I'm hitting trees,
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G
harder than Sonny Bono
Double Dragon, mixed up with an Abobo
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Em
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G
I kill villains in slow- mo for
talking crazy in my Dojo
Got nothing to lose,
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Em
like I'm a boxcar hobo
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G
When I get Ludacris with bridges
on the promo
Niggas wanna clown,
I'm Homey and Bozo
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F
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G
Cause in the grand prize game my
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life calling like Jo- Jo
The name sticks like Toto
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I keep it realer than alien autopsy photo
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G
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You similar to a Spice Girl going solo
You lost like BEBE, or a dog
named Toto
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G
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My statue of liberty is Re becca Lobo
We Cop Robo, virgo
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Bust ass like a motherfucking homo,
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como estas?
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Tony Del Negro
Built to destroy these kid's
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Am
blocks of Legos
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F
Lego my Eggo cause I say so
Hold the microphone, 4- Ize,
I stay gifted
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Manifested, elevated, I uplifted
The elevator, the escalator
"That's not a knife?
That's a knife!"
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Crocodile Dundee the Alligator Rustler
Cause I hustle ya, under the China
Big Trouble,
little sewer but still I find ya
Cause I'm stinky
Manifest, throw you down
the stairs like a slinky
Yo, my third eye is blinky
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