Too Many Niggas Not Enough Hoes Lyrics - Ludacris

Chorus: (2x) 

I hate it when it's too many niggas 

Not enough hoes 

Too many rookies 

Not enough pros 

The game got switched on some Ludacris shit 

So all yall can suck my dick 

I got em whip like miracle 

Ludacris lyrical fool 

We dirty south 

Shut yo mouth 

We rock jewels 

No holds barred 

But obey the block rules 

Cock tools put chlorine in record pools 

Are there anymore like ya 

Hell nah 

I treat humans like students 

Fail yall 

So turn your books to page 69 and start sucking 

When organize drop the track and start ducking 

When Ludacris get in the bed then start fucking 

You wanna be starting somethin 

Get out the booth and let me tell yall the truth 

We kick down doors 

Save all the h20 for front rows 

Live in the bank and watch what stank hoes 

Stay chromed out 

And thats on or off road 

If you know what I mean 

Proceed to stay clean 

Light skinned nigga turned red but get green 

Inhale some of that dro but blow steam 

Love a combination big ass and tight jeans 

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Chorus (2x) 

Boy you done lost yo mind 

Nah I lost my virginity 

And I shot quick like that fool that shot Kennedy 

Whats the remedy 

Henessy coke 

If you cut all yo money you still be half broke 

Ashes to ashes 

Smoke or get smoked 

We come by the masses you come and get choked 

Take me for a fool I'll take you for a joke 

Tired of fast food so they cooked up dope 

So now we eating lobster shrimp and thangs 

And watch for imposters thats been in the game 

We invented the game 

And yall just got hipped 

Man what that smell 

Probably you're upper lip 

Cause I love to walk around like my shit don't stank 

Even if its cigars in that purple colored dank 

Filling in the Gump wit no track of Tom Hanks 

Go put this in your jaw like weeners and beef franks 

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Chorus (2x) 

I put too much sugar in my Kool Aid 

And party like a kid wit a high top fade 

Arrive to a show and I'd like to get paid 

Arrive to a ho and I'd like to get laid 

Right up on my back like rugs and floor mats 

I'm on the right page but what's my format 

I wave to the ocean cause I'm where shores at 

And women go nuts just like my bosack 

Did you know that 

Man I'm the gift of change 

Electric stove so give me the keys to the Range 

Shagadelic beautiful but strange 

Went to Magic City saw Nikki in blew flames 

Rearrange 

Same braud different night 

Pass the E&J and let a nigga get right 

The bomb threaten'd dude that's on your same flight 

The highlights that I neva high ass light 

Chorus (2x)