• Artist: Ludacris
• Song Title: Hip Hop Quotables
• Album: Chicken & Beer

Hi my name’s Ludacris and im high as giraffe butts.
And im close to the edge so ur parents can come puusshh me
I curse so much just to get on their nerves
I got kids acting a fool from the traps to the burbs
My filthy mouth it won’t bite cavities they’ll be black
So I shot the tooth fairy and took my old teeth back
I’ll take a s**t on the equator, the size of a crater
And make government officials breathe harder then Dark Vader
It’s the chicken and the beer that makes Luda keep rapping
But no pork on my fork I don’t even speak pig Latin
I go fishing on my lake with ur b**** as the bait
Plus I eat many mc’s but I don’t gain no weight
The number one seat rocker clean out ur rap lockers
Im as stiff as a board yall more shook then maracas
But my tricks aint for kids if dig’em you’ll get smacked
I’ll clap ya I’ll spring forward u fall back
Every album that I drop its got more 10 bangers
That’s because im a shot-caller yall boys are crank yankers
Aint a damn thing change but the ice on my chain
It gets chicks from Portland Oregon to Portland Maine
Now I roll up torpedoes get blunted with rosters
For a hefty fie im on ur record like Bob Coskles
I own so many jerseys im a throwback mess
I hit the cleaners and tell them I want a full court press
So momma toast ur glass while im counting my cash
Cause every single is a smash im hot as a camel’s a**
Competition never just wanna admit that they lost
And that they last about as long as my part in the wash
From ur car to a crap game no one rolls wit u
One of mini-me shoes got more soul than u
So by the time u figure out y ur record aint spinning
Im in the strip club smoking with president Clinton
So stand clear of the long sideburns and goatee
They make the mold of the penis enlarger off me
I be in another room when I hit from the back
Not to mention my refrigerators taller than Shaq
So yippee cal yeah yippee yi-yi yo
If u cant swim don’t smoke my high dro
I’ve been looking for a woman just to put my stamp on
But a lot of yall are more stuck up than tampons
So wash all ur sins away and stop playing
If god’s line is busy u may have to 2way him
Then catch me in ur backyard playing Croce
And when im drunk telling kids drugs are bad umm k
Or watch me swing my chain at the Roscoe’s off peco
Got 7 cars get on my rims at chrome depo
And people think im bad they say oll he so evil
Cause I go on blind dates with actual blind people
But my albums out the store urs be on the shelf
I heard u masturbate a lot so yall keep to urself
Cause these women want a man to stay up and stay strong
Like the NBA u gotta play hard or go home
All that s**t that yall talking yall can pop it to them
Cause Ludacris will beat u down with a prosthetic limb
I put my foot so deep in ur a** that u can smell it
And ur breath’ll turn into foot locker water repellent
Im the man I got money far as the eyes can see
And im in the group I split dough with me me and me
So much money in my jewelry that im damn near sorry
So ima trade my earrings in and get a Ferrari
I buy cars with straight cash have meetings with Donald Trunk
Yall meet with Honda no payments for 12 months
Take a look at ur life and no wonder ur so sad
Yall put up with more s**t then a colostomie bag