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Ludacris » Mouths to Feed
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	(Chorus x2: Ludacris) Stop movin so slow - I got mouths to feed Hurry up and let's go - I got mouths to feed Rain hail sleet snow - I got mouths to feed So you already know I'm 'bout to GET TO THAT PAPER (Ludacris:) Listen, look I gotta feed my family by all means necessary Cause paychecks are comin up shorter than February Can't get a real job, I never finished school Can't get no new clothes, I wore the same tennis shoes But now the game's changed, I'm all about the hustle And even Hogan Knows Best, I'm all about the muscle I'm all about my team, I'm all about my green I'm 'bout supply and demand, I'm 'bout to serve the fiends And I'm a workin dream, I keep the circuit clean See I'm the FUCKIN FUTURE~! I'm a workin machine Don't trust a soul I'm the only one watchin my cream So I stay in heavy rotation like a washing machine (Chorus) (Ludacris:) Motherfucker I'm a monster in this game, I turn 20 into 50 50 to a hundred and a hundred to a Bentley A Bentley to a building and a building to a 'scraper Can't keep up with the news but I get that Daily Paper And youse a daily hater cause my foot game is major After a while, crocodile, see you later alligator My baby need new shoes, her momma need Giuseppes Mercedes need new shoes surrounded with Pirellis A finger to the world, paid my dues and I'm ready To pack up all the tools and just cruise in the Chevy Million dollar deals makin moves on my celly Cause I owe it to my girl to put food in her belly (Chorus) (Ludacris:) Wake up and smell the coffee, it's time to make the doughnuts A kid who had a kid, my kid made me a grown-up You ever threaten mines I won't resist to put the chrome up My guns'll be like gang signs (ALWAYS GETTIN THROWN UP) Atlanta put your zone up, we true to these streets I got 12 hungry artists, whole CREW gotta eat So hell NO I don't sleep, I'm like an Energizer battery Got 19 employees, I gotta pay they salary My momma quit her job and I retired my pops Got killers on the payroll, I hired some cops I accept responsibility, they all pay rent So if it don't make dollars then it don't make cents
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