Ludacris Who Not Me (Feat. Small World & Dolla Boy) Lyrics

[Small World: repeat 4X]
Uhhuhh no way no how, get like blaow, blaow, blaow kapaow

[Ludacris - over Small World]
Yeah, you ever hear somebody sayin somethin
And you think they talking bout you, you not quite sho' knahmsayin
But it ain't no way they talking bout you
Introducing the new members of Disturbing Tha Peace
Small World - from Norfolk, Dolla Boi - from Playaz Circle
Here we go what?

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Who the f___ you talking to?
Not me, couldn't be me, nah not me
Who the f___ you talking to?
Not me, couldn't be me, nah not me

[Small World]
3, 2, 1 - what's begun, is the start
but b____ we be saying we "we just getting started it since one"
Y'all been monitoring, pondering bout it
How bout I pull it out and kapaowee, I'll heat 'em up as hot as Maui
Big Small World, Norfolk is the gang, extended clip in the jeans
Put 'em in a box like Bisquick
I'm a laker wit clips, get 'em in the lake wit clips
Truth is ya a clipper with clips ain't cha b____
I'm bout my loot and dollars, I'll shot you for looting dollars
But you lootless and dollarless, f___ it I shot for Luda n Dolla
I crash parties, blast with proposed toast
I'ma have a problem like Scrap, if you blabbin like show hosts
m___le your d___ lips, or there'll be mixtures of blood and dandruff
If you don't get my d___ drift
Creep to ya grave and leak D.T. p___
This yo' highness at his least tempered
Keep it pimpin' and watch

[Chorus]

[Dolla Boi]
I been having a bad day, the same ol s___
We don't give a f___ about who you is
The same ol clique, and the same ol biz
The same ol flip , wit the same ol whip
The same 4-4, with the same ol clip
Half the bullets gone, the otha half you can get, b____
R.I.P. Rick James "I'm rich beyotch!!"
You talkin' to much, n____ you a snitch b____
And we don't do it like that
We do 3 quarter drops and we bring a brick back, black
Don't act get ya whole trap splat, ack
Unload 'em reload 'em, we back black
And when dem gats letting off
Red dots loud noises like planes taking off
Dolla Boi I got the game in a cross, make me bang at cha boss
For dem things coming soft, n____

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Now if a bad b____ wants d___, then it's d___ I give her
Ludacris n____, I stand and deliver
Never back down, won't shake nor shiver
f___ with me and get found in the Chattahoochee river
This 7 inch shank, will put a stop to his ticker
But shoties to the body make him drop much quicker
Yeah I appear to be a nice lil' n____
f___ with anything I love, I'm a stone cold killer
Eating off of 'Sace, sleeping on chinchilla
8 figga n____, I'm a multi milla
See me in the street, it can't get no realer
Giving back to my hood with a pocket full of scrilla
My neighbors say my house can't get no bigga
I do good a__ bidness, with a bad a__ temper
Please tell ya b____, stop playing with my zipper
Or I'll "brrrrr-stick her, ha ha-ha stick her!"

[Chorus]

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