Songtext Get off me Ludacris

Get off me

Ludacris & pastor troy-
What (what), what (what), what (what), what (what)
I (I ), I (I ), I (I ), I (I )
Pastor troy-
Ok, come on, what
Ludacris & pastor troy-
What (what), what (what), what (what), what (what)
Oh (oh), oh (oh), oh (oh), oh (oohhhh)

(chorus) x2
Ludacris-
Get off me, but Im on you all day
Get off me, I dont think you wanna play

Ludacris-
You wanna rush me, you cant touch me, trust me
cuz you weigh too dusty, and rusty, and busted
Pastor troy-
You betta shop that make you pop up from lock up
But you tell your folks to hold youre jack up to back up (to back up)
Ludacris-
Im ready, so sit down or go ta your room
Pastor troy-
It aint nothinnnnn
Ludacris-
A a watch out watch out, boom
Call me the hit man, cuz I make you wanna call time-out
Then I make your mom cry-out, when I take your ho fine-out
Then watch me take ya, and fake ya, and shake ya, and break ya
And see you on holdddddd until you make her
Pastor troy-
You should give up now for talkin shit like that
But then you noting, you garbage you betta watch ya back

(chorus)

Pastor troy-
(ok, ok now)
Its the pastor, ? her, showin my move
Ludacris-
Up in that 2000 excursion
Pastor troy-
Ridein on 22s
I hear da boom
Ludacris-
But booms just get more crunk
Pastor troy-
Its the dsgb foreva
Ludacris-
We ridein on pump
Pastor troy-
I stuck, or did I fake punk, Im in dea (un huh)
I think I take a ? ? ?
Or you can pretend to be homey
Ludacris-
? ? ? as soon they get off me

(chorus) x2