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Ludacris
- Ultimate Satisfaction Lyrics
feat. Field Mob)
[Intro:]
[Voice]
Satisfaction, satisfaction,
satisfaction
[Ludacris]
Satisfaction
[Chorus: Voice]
Yeah, blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
It gives me (satisfaction)
[Verse 1: Ludacris]
Can you handle it
808 bang in the back with
the woofer like boom boom boom boom
With my foot on the pedal
and my hand on my strap
Got the engine like vroom
vroom vroom vroom
What's up, you ain't never
heard a nigga rap like-like this before
I got an addictive flow
that'll give you (satisfaction)
I'ma make you satisfied,
even if it kills me
Even if it takes the slower
minds, a little bit of time to feel me
Recollect the 15 million
I sold, or the 30 times I went gold
And if you take 2 puffs
of this dro, it'll give you (satisfaction)
I've sold the most and noone's
close, but I'm not meaning to brag
It's different strokes for
different folks, like Angelina and Brad
Some keep the heat in the
stash, put 30 keys in their Jag
And if cops ain't peepin
your tag then you're gonna feel some (satisfaction)
Pumpin' out albums like
Reverend Run is pumpin out children, here's another one
So catch me on more 24's
than Kiefer Sutherland
I'm bound to be the greatest,
I'm determined to win
Until then I can't get no
(satisfaction)
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Smoke]
I'm the one that went to
the gunfight with a knife, and won
Left with his pistol and
left him dead, the guy he tried to run
Just because my verse 2nd
don't mean I am not the one
When I'm done I'm guaranteed
to give you (satisfaction)
I might not be the best
in the world, but the best the world ever seen
I'm all been in Georgia's
daughter Conde ding-a-ling king
And when I'm digging deep
in the spleen, I'ma make the cream and she scream
Baby get me hard like a
Snickers bar I give her (satisfaction)
Yessir there ain't not other
way so motherfuck what you say
Y'all had this spot, we
took you off the top like a toupee
Them coke's been kick and
pushed in this fiasco like Lupe
Back that ass up like Juve,
cause the south we givin them (satisfaction)
Ever since I signed with
Luda and them, my chances of losing are slim
Y'all talk that smack but
copycat and do a movie like him
Yessir my mob got that goodie,
as if my group had a kid
We gonna continue to give
them a double dose of (satisfaction)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Shawn Jay]
Yea Fleetwood drop the bomb,
when I rhyme it's TNT
That's why my money long
as the line at the DMV
When they askin who was
that that was snappin I'm that answer dude
Like Snickers bring no nuts
no (satisfaction)
I hustle and flow, I done
been by my cheese since I was knee high
Weed what you need, hit
me I'ma drop off peaches like I'm T.I.
Earvin Johnson gimme that
rock and magic cap of Shawn Jay
Dope sold money for (satisfaction)
I been the nigga they can't
fuck with, hot but the flow cold
Flip rocks by the boatload
O.G. no see see me get tipped off getcha no dough
Zip-loc full of dro tow
big glocks on the hip cocked try to play the big shots
Get popped with the four
four
Don't be the reason they
mopped in the floor for payin me, that (satisfaction)
Fool for a dollar let me
get that pop, man I need this cream
Where my cake give me my
candles, I got sweet sixteen
Now the kid with the cocaine
flow got DTP on his necklace
Now Luda tell them what
you think about your invest (satisfacton)
[Chorus - 2X]
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