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[Chorus 2X: 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 

Chorus

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