[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
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