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Ludacris - Mouths To Feed Lyrics

Song details
TitleMouths To Feed
ArtistLudacris
AlbumRelease Therapy (2006) , Track 6
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Song lyrics
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! 

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! 

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 
man 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 serve the fiend 
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 watching my green 
so i stay in heavy rotation like a washin' machine 

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! 

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! 

motha' fucka' i'm a monster in this game, i turn 20 inta 50 
50 to 100 and 100 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 use it daily hater 'cause my foot game is major 
after while crocodile, see ya later alligator 
my baby need new shoes, her momma needs a set piece 
mercedes need new shoes, surround her with perellies 
my finger to the world, paid my dues and i'm ready 
to pack up all the tools and just cruise in the chevy 
millions dolla' deals, makin' moves on my cellie 
'cause i owe it to my girl to put food in 'er belly 

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! 

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! 

wake up and smell the coffee, it's time to make the doughnuts 
a kid who had the key, my kid made me a grownup 
you ever threaten mines, i won't resist to put the chrome up 
my guns will be like gang signs, always gettin' thrown up! 
atlanta puts its own up, we true to these streets 
i got 12 hungry artists, whole crew gotta eat 
so hell no i don't eat, i'm like an energizer battery 
got 19 employees, i gotta pay they salaries 
my momma quit her job and i retired my pops 
got killas on the payroll, i hired some cops 
i accept responsibility, they all pay rent 
so if it don't make dolla' then it don't make sense! 

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! 

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!
lyrics submitted by Eddy on 28-09-2006
lyrics corrected on 28-09-2006




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