[Intro]
This song is rated M for mature!
[Hook: Ludacris]
Yeah, press the start button (woo!)
Tell these hoes to press the start button (what!)
Punch in your code and press the start button
And let the muh'fuckin games begin, biatch!
For any ONE of these flows just press the start button
Yea, tell my foes to press the start button
For a Ludacris show, just press the start button
And let the muh'fuckin games begin, biatch!
[Ludacris]
Hey, look here
Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Eyes low cause Igloo done rolled the perfect swisha
Hit you with the weaponry, tell your soldiers to back down
I'm Raw like W.E., you'll get SmackDown!
How you want it? I'll clobber my opponents like Blanka
Boy, you Street Fightin with a monster
A-Town mobster, blowin smoke like rastas
Pullin out guns like in Contra, mo' toys than Tonka
I'm a fuckin problem, rob 'em
It's Grand Theft Auto, his burner's right beside him
Hollow points headed to your dome
Hollow points headed to your home
Your head of lettuce shredded from the chrome
It's ludicrous, parents think I'm a weirdo
I'm a God of War, you a Guitar Hero
So let's box like Tyson, you'll get Punched Out
Welcome to Luda's world, now bring the blunts out!
Hahhhhh!
This song is rated M for mature!
[Hook: Ludacris]
Yeah, press the start button (woo!)
Tell these hoes to press the start button (what!)
Punch in your code and press the start button
And let the muh'fuckin games begin, biatch!
For any ONE of these flows just press the start button
Yea, tell my foes to press the start button
For a Ludacris show, just press the start button
And let the muh'fuckin games begin, biatch!
[Ludacris]
Hey, look here
Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Eyes low cause Igloo done rolled the perfect swisha
Hit you with the weaponry, tell your soldiers to back down
I'm Raw like W.E., you'll get SmackDown!
How you want it? I'll clobber my opponents like Blanka
Boy, you Street Fightin with a monster
A-Town mobster, blowin smoke like rastas
Pullin out guns like in Contra, mo' toys than Tonka
I'm a fuckin problem, rob 'em
It's Grand Theft Auto, his burner's right beside him
Hollow points headed to your dome
Hollow points headed to your home
Your head of lettuce shredded from the chrome
It's ludicrous, parents think I'm a weirdo
I'm a God of War, you a Guitar Hero
So let's box like Tyson, you'll get Punched Out
Welcome to Luda's world, now bring the blunts out!
Hahhhhh!
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