Hip Hop Quotables Lyrics - Chicken N Beer - Ludacris

Hi, my name's Ludacris, and I'm high as giraffe pussy 

And I'm close to the edge, so yo' parents can come push me 

I curse so much just to get on they nerves 

I got kids "Actin' a Fool" from the traps to the burbs 

My filthy mouth, it won't fight cavities or beat plaque 

So I shot the tooth fairy and took my old teeth back 

I'll take a shit on the equator, the size of a crater 

And make government officials breathe harder than Darth Vader 

It's the chicken and the beer that makes Luda keep rappin' 

But no pork on my fork, I don't even speak pig Latin 

I go fishin' on my lake, with yo' bitch as the bait 

Plus I eat many MC's, but I don't gain no weight 

The number one chief rocka, clean out yo' rap lockers 

I'm as stiff as a board, y'all more shook than maracas 

But my trick ain't for kids, if you dig 'em, you'll get smacked 

I'll clock ya, I'll spring forward, you fall back 

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Every album that I drop has got more than ten bangers 

That's cause I'm a shot caller, y'all fools is Crank Yankers 

Ain't a damn thing changed but the ice on my chain 

To get chicks from Portland, Oregon to Portland, Maine 

Now I roll up torpedoes, get blunted with Rastas 

For a hefty fee, I'm on your record like Bob Costas 

I own so many jerseys I'm a throwback mess 

I hit the cleaners and tell 'em I want a full court press 

So momma toast your glass while I'm countin' my cash 

'Cause every single is a smash, I'm hot as a camel's ass 

The competition never just want to admit that they lost 

And that they last about as long as my part in the wash 

From yo' car to a crap game, no one rolls wit' you 

One of Mini-Me's shoes got more sole than you 

So by the time you figure out why your record ain't spinnin' 

I'm in the strip club smokin', with President Clinton 

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So stand clear of the long sideburns and goatee 

They may the mold of the penis enlarger off me 

I'll be in another room when I hit from the back 

Not to mention my refrigerator's taller than Shaq 

So yippie-kay-yay, yippie-yie-yie-yo 

If you can't swim, don't smoke my hydro 

I've been lookin' for a woman just to put my stamp on 

But a lot of y'all are mo' stuck up than tampons 

So wash all ya sins away and stop playin' 

If God's line is busy you might have to two-way him 

Then catch me in your backyard, playin' croquet 

And when I'm drunk tell them kids, "Drugs are bad, mmm'kay?" 

Or watch me swing my chain at the Roscoe's off Pico 

Got seven cars, get all my rims at Chrome Depot 

And people think I'm bad, they say "Oooh he's so evil!" 

'Cause I go on blind dates, with actual blind people 

But my album's out the store, yours be on the shelf 

I heard you masturbate a lot, so y'all keep to yourself 

'Cause these women want a man that stay up and stay strong 

Like the NBA, you gotta play hard or go home 

All that shit that y'all talkin', y'all can pop it to them 

'Cause Ludacris will beat you down with a prosthetic limb 

I put my foot so deep in yo' ass that you can smell it 

And yo' breath will turn to Foot Locker water repellent 

I'm the man, I got money far as the eyes can see 

And I'm in a group, I split dough with me, me and me 

So much money in my jewelry that I'm damn near sorry 

So I'm a trade my earrings in, and get a Ferrari 

I buy cars with straight cash, have meetings with Donald Trump 

y'all meet with Honda, no payments for 12 months 

Take a look at yo' life and no wonder you so sad 

Y'all put up with more shit than a colostomy bag, fool!