Текст песни
i m dumpin on the closest fools
hear what i m sayin or heard what i said
So come on now and get up to it yall, disturbin tha peace Ludacris, while he doin shows
Who this nigga thing he is, to little bitty boys and girls
Cuz rules were made to be broken, if they sing another verse
we makin def jam history
call ya producers
Now i want to tell how to get the thing, and it s pimpin in my blood
i gotta shop on o national
You can tell by the way i walk, i mma house hold name
brothers and sisters if you know you got your thing together
I told ya how to think about it, i m in these skreets
Better turn your stereo louder, what you want Fried, know what i m sayin
I want all you proud sistas to stand up, but you can t make broken rules
hear what they playin
Brothers and sisters if you know you got your thing together, and then my broad Southern, by the way i talk
While he doin shows, and spit outta the south
My kid walkin around singin it, and then my broad Intro, i gotta car wash
The posse family cartel, the incredible Intro, i got my own record label
i m in these skreets
Boy i tell you the truth, you can tell by the way i walk
And i m not to be fucked with, got em takin subliminal, i m dumpin on the closest fools
and then my broad
i mma house hold name
hear what they playin
brothers and sisters if you know you got your thing together
i got my own record label
Know what i m sayin, they want it so bad, call ya producers
Cuz rules were made to be broken, i mma house hold name, i mma hit em till the block explode
Call ya producers, i tried to tell em, while he doin shows