作曲:Ludacris
作词:Ludacris
Throw it up like a captain tassel
Yeah i got my rap diploma
Oh i throw it up like the gangs in southern california
Ha i got them burners on you
Yeah have you looking at a russian ruger yeah
Have you looking like a human torch
What then have you looking like freddick kruger
So don't be sosleeping on me
Uh this ain't a ** dream
No
I pass the rock to these j's like i'm on they **
Team whoa
But i ain't slanging **
No i ** ludavision yeah hip hops god in these jeans
Now that's true religion huh
You couldn't feel my shoes no
You couldn't feel my jockey no
My ** fight over ice
Like we've been playing hockey
I hope youget the gold
Yeah i hope you get the point
Yeah i'm on the road with this paper
I hope you get the joints
I hope you fired up
I hope it burns slow slow i welcome tonext to my nest
I let these birds know
And eagles fly alone
So i'm about to take flight
Flight
And throw it up like your girl's dress on prime night
Now you know what we about to do
We going full throttle **
Going towards your champagne
And throw a ** bottle
Throw it up you know we got them
Throw it up you know we got them
Throw it up you know we got them
Throw it up throw it up
When they
Game was getting weak and everybody started wanna
And when the streets needed us
We came with perfect time
And throw it off you know we got them
Throw it off you know we got them
Throw it off you know we got them
Throw it off you know we got them
To the wax wizard
Wizard wizard