) (Hook) Ludas Rap: Diz iz juz how we do it, diz iz juz how it go, diz iz juz how we slip off da bed and move it on down to da floor , O Ludaz a beast
's just how we do it in the a [vers 3: Ludacris] This is just how we do it This is just how it goes This is just how we slip off out of the bed and move
s just how we do it in the a [verse 3: Ludacris] This is just how we do it This is just how it goes This is just how we slip off out of the bed and move
the pastor pray God forbid You don't know how hard it is Me and my brother we didn't come up like no Cosby kids We got together like "Man we got to rob
how we bizzall We go to the mizzall I ain't shopping for my main bitch I'm with my dizzawgs We shop 'till we drop got a Glock for the haters We drivin
the Fam, who you know do it better? Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight And when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right Don't make a ass
know how we do it when we do how we do it when we come through G-Unit, D-1-2 and Obie we all move like assassins ski masks and gloves consider this as a
(feat. Lloyd Banks) [Lloyd Banks] Man we gotta go get something to eat man I'm hungry as a motherfucker [50 Cent] Ay yo man, damn what's taking homie
Make a nigga wooble and we be screamin' call my people We got these fiends goin' liters, and they shootin' needles We could be takin' your connection, cause we got it
I should stunt for these hos again, cause I did that already Now here we go [Lloyd Banks - Verse 2] (Lloyd Banks) I don't give a fuck if your favorite
walkin' with a snub, cause niggas do a lotta slip talkin' in the club Till they coughin' on the rug, ain't never had much but a walkman and a bud My role
on my dough A millionnaire, don't spend a dolla on a hoe And i'm still in here, tryna get a model out the door How am I bother with the bottle of that
it into cash) For you, if we go broke, we gon' rob a nigga ass (For you, if we get knocked, I'ma have to take the weight 'Cause with a record like yours
you how to do it, you tired of ridin Buicks I don't know why niggaz rap for years and can't make hotter music Even when, I don't do it chicks release
Cept when it hit your cheek it burn then it split your cheek Then come out the back of your head, now your just a memory Graphic how I got it illustrated
to be that way We love them like we love D. Kaye We need no money, we get it for free We are the high-high-high society We are the jet set, hop on the
(Gold-Lloyd-Echolette) With all the grace that you possess You're telling me your lies A kiss, a touch, a gentle stroke, a look into my eyes Your promises
