Blow It Out Your Ass lyrics

AOWWWW!
I never used to snore in my sleep `til this rap shit started
Warm thoughts fill the hot-headed and cold-hearted
Your whole paycheck, you burp it and then farted
And y`all think I`m gon` stop? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!
In one year I got rich, now life`s movin so fast
But bein broke with no food is just a thing of the past
Plus I`m the new phenomenon like white women with ass
And y`all prayin that I flop? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!
In New York I buy clothing, in Cali I get green
In Atlanta I get sleep, in Texas I sip clean
All these rappers wanna know what I`m gettin for sixteens
Try 80, want a discount? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!
See in just six months I infiltrated the system
If you find somebody better, then I`m sorry I missed him
Niggaz hate givin me props cause I might use it against them
C`mon, get Ludacris out! BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!

[Chorus 2X: Ludacris]
If you mad I`m on top, then wish me gone
If you mad I`m on the road, then wish me home
And if you mad that I`m right, punk wish me wrong
But after your three wishes - BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!

[Ludacris]
It`s time to saddle up the Tontos cause I`m the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don`t talk to strangers
I`m just a few albums from filling your disc changer
If you ever think of stoppin me - BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!
I`m a hustler by nature but criminal by law
Any charges set against me, chunk it up and stand tall
Next year I`m lookin in to buyin Greenbriar Mall
You probably own a lot of property! BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!
C`mon and take a look, he`s got gigantic balls
Plus his money keeps flowin like Niagara Falls
We all know Jesus saves and Ludacris withdraws
I`m `bout to go on vacation - BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!
Shout out to Bill O`Reilly, I`ma throw you a curve
You mad cause I`m a THIEF and got away with words
I`ma start my own beverage, it`ll calm your nerves
Pepsi`s the New Generation - BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
My black people show me love when I`m up on the block
And Latinos always waitin for my CD`s to drop
White people love the flow, they say, Dude, you fuckin rock!
Yo` fans are my fans, right? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!
So find my album in the stores and look for the white steam
Rip it open, play it and yo` momma might scream
It`s hard, other albums are softer than ice cream
Yo` scans are my scans, right? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!
Now Luda`s throwin up A`s, and I`m lightin up L`s
Around the globe gettin paid, you home bitin yo` nails
DTP, the only label that practice fightin ourselves
We probably gettin on your nerves, huh? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!
I been eatin and gettin FAT while y`all dyin of hunger
I get drunk in the winter, stay high in the summer
Watch out, my album`s puttin up McDonald`s numbers
You over 6 million served, huh? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!

[Chorus]

BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!
WHOO!