Lyrics: LUDACRIS "CATCH UP" (0/3)

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Catch Up

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Version 3 of the lyrics

All this drinkin' gon' catch up

[Chorus]

And all this smokin' gon' catch up

All this drinking gon catch up

But some niggaz just really don't give a fuck

And all this smoking gon catch up

But some niggaz just really don't give a fuck

But some niggaz just really

don't give a fuck

And all this drinkin' gon' catch up

But some niggaz just relly

And all this smokin' gon' catch up

don't give a fuck

But some bitches just really don't give a fuck

But some bitches just really don't give a fuck

And all this drinking gon catch up

And all this smoking gon catch up

Now let me be quite, frank

But some bitches just

'Cause I'm that crazy nigga, Luda

really don't give a fuck

But some bitches just

really don't give a fuck

[Ludacris]

Now let me be quite Frank

Cause I'm that crazy nigga Luda

Always got a drink

And I'm steady smokin' Buddah, I do the

And I'm steady smoking buddah

I do the

Evil that'll bend you when I get you

I'mma sit you down

Then take it to the mental and essential and clown

Then take it to the mental and

essential and clown

Every chance I get

Bitch I'm hit

Bitch I'm hit, not by no bullet or no pellet

Not by no bullet or no pellet

But the smoke from the canabis, shit

But the smoke from the can a bi ss,

shit

I might just be too high

Then I put my middle finger up when I'm ridin' by

Then I put my middle finger

And say hi to plenty liquors and I know it's a sin

up when I'm ridin' by

And if ya tell me stop drinking I'll just do it again

And say hi to plenty liquors

So when I get old I'mma rock, roll, shake, and shiver

and I know it's a sin

With some blacked out lungs and a fucked up liver

And if ya tell me stop drinking

I'll just do it again

All this drinkin' gon' catch up

So when I get old I'mma rock,

And all this smokin' gon' catch up

roll, shake, and shiver

But some niggaz just really don't give a fuck

With some blacked out lungs

But some niggaz just really don't give a fuck

and a fucked up liver

And all this drinkin' gon' catch up

And all this smokin' gon' catch up

But some bitches just really don't give a fuck

Ay yo, I do this for bluntheads and whinos

[Chorus]

[Infamous 2-0]

Ey yo I do this for bluntheads and whinos

Steward Ave. Homes

Niggaz from G-Ro committed to slangin' blo'

Niggaz from G-Ro

committed to slanging blo

Doublin' dough 24-7

Fuck po-po's, I'm blowin' dro' out the Ac Legend

Fuck po-po's I'm blowin'

Runnin' with 2 strike felons and I pack 4-4's like Hank Aaron

dro out the Ac Legend

Then'll smoke a L, bust shells and dare ya to tell

Runnin wit 2 strike felons

Walk up in the club, pretty thug, fucked up off head shots

And I pack 4-4's like Hank Aaron

Then'll smoke a L

Sippin' Courvousier watchin' hoes drop it like it's hot

Bust shells

Shakin' tits and twats

And dare ya to tell

Placin' big face 20's and cock

Walk up in the club

Loadin' clips and glocks

Pretty thug

Knowin' we got the haters hot

Fucked up off head shots

Sippin' Courvousier watchin'

hoes drop it like it's

hot

Shaking tits and twats

Placing big face 20's and cock

Loading clips and glocks

Knowing we got the haters hot

The ballin' don't stop

Just drop more G's on drink and drugs

Live it up young nigga since it's gon' catch up

Live it up young nigga cause

it's gon' catch up

[Chorus]

All this drinkin' gon' catch up

[F.A.T.E.]

And all this smokin' gon' catch up

Now wit the help of Hen and Coke

But some niggaz just really don't give a fuck

I grab my pen and pad and wrote

But some niggaz just really don't give a fuck

Something that I knew was dope

And all this drinkin' gon' catch up

And all this smokin' gon' catch up

But some bitches just really don't give a fuck

Now wit' the help of Hen' and Coke

I grab my pad and pen and wrote

Somethin' that I knew was dope

And represent for my kinfolk

Pimp a hoe until she broke

Wit' mo lines than chopped coke

Wit mo lines than chopped coke

Ay yo it's 2-0, I'm Eastside's King

Ey yo it's 2-0 I'm Eastside's King

But I'm a writer with a twist of Amaretto

But I'm a writer with a twist of Amaretta

My shit even come out better

Grab a blunt put it together

What a nigga really need

Run up in the club and blow a motherfucker 'til he bleed

Run up in the club and blow a

Could it be an Icehouse put his lights out

motherfucker til he

bleed

Could it be an Icehouse

put his lights out

Or the club get closed out

If it's hoes out I show out

Call Tyheed get Dro'd out

There's no doubt I love my life

Love the light

Love to write

Love the mic

So take a drag

Grab a bag and match up

Hennessey and bad weed

Believe me it catch up

All this drinkin' gon' catch up

[Chorus]

And all this smokin' gon' catch up

But some niggaz just really don't give a fuck

[F.A.T.E.]

But some niggaz just really don't give a fuck

Git it right

Ludacris, F.A.T.E.

And all this drinkin' gon' catch up

Fullster, Infamous 2-0, ATL

And all this smokin' gon' catch up

We are the dirty south's

But some bitches just really don't give a fuck

dirtiest. Disturbing the

But some bitches just really don't give a fuck

peace.

Get it right

[White guy]

Ludacris, F.A.T.E. Fullster, Infamous 2-0, ATL

Hey bring on the bitches!!

We are the dirty south's dirtiest

Disturbing the peace

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