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Go To Sleep

Ludacris

(Word Of Mouf)



[Hook 3x]

GO TO SLEEP, hoe to sleep, GO TO SLEEP, hoe to sleep

IF YOU'RE TIRED BE QUIET AND GO TO SLEEP, hoe to sleep



[Ludacris]

Maaan, I tell a hoe to go to sleep (go to sleep)

They turn around and frown, gotta make 'em six feet deep

'Cause we knock 'em unconscious with that non-sense

Read inbetween that fine print, think about lyrical con-tent

Then about where your time spent

Mess around get your guys hit; a ten HUUUT!

I send Three-Six ol' sheeyit, nigga WHAAAT?

If ya tired ya tired, if ya snooze ya lose

But'chu you won't wrap up ya bandages, or hell you would



[Infamous 2-0]

Nigga I got shotty's and semi's - I love 'dro and Henne' ?

All brown and skinny, but I've f**ked up so many

I got QP's and halves - if we beefin' I blast

You sleepin' I laugh, ask 'Cris, I'm off the rip

I had this hoe who talked too much; I had to off the bitch

2-0, Mr. Crayola; niggas know what I mean

'Cause I slang brown, white, yellow, purple and green

And all you faggot-muthaf**kas gotta know the routine



[Hook 4x]



[Crunchy Black]

Bitch it's me again, kickin' in your f**kin' doors

I look for div-idends - I ain't lookin' for you hoes

You bitch can't com-prehend; let me put one in your boot

Let me put one in your boat, so you ? can go to sleep

So, lay down bitch; gimme all that you dreamed for

Gimme fancy cars, gimme bling-bling-bling, boi

It don't mean a thing, boi, for me that ain't gon' swing, boi

Them god damn toys; do you know what I mean, boi?



[DJ Paul]

Now if you warrin' and runnin' from them Three-Six niggas

This forty-five gon' give a reason to sleep, nigga

Or bustin' massive 'round some S.K.

My last trip to A-T-L I f**ked yo' cascade

I'm strippin' bitches and I'ma ball f**ker with a limp

They call me infer-stripper, sexy, red hoe's pimp

And quick to sink her on the nigga 'cause this what it's 'bout

We rob that trick and stick his dick off in his f**kin' mouth

We Memphis niggas



[Hook 4x]



[Juicy J]

North, north, south, south, Westwood, Orange Mound

Nigga we be smokin' life; never shut ya Charlie Brown

Memphis niggas in this bitch; pockets full, ya know we bail

Hooked up with my nigga 'Cris, then we head to A-T-L

Playas wild, throwin' bows, tellin' chickens, "f**k you hoe!"

Nigga rollin' up the moe, as long that white shit up they nose

Mayn this town is like my town, so we stayed and hung around

Juicy J be high as f**k; catch me in the lost and found



[Lil' Fate]

Better use common sense checkin' me out for bitch I can stand for

And up, get yaself in this clique

Without my tongue licks, behind me gettin' handcuffed by a slut

Look, I'm from Gittero what?

Southside niggas throw it up when it's time to get buck

Niggas in the back of the club postin' up

Waitin' for a nigga that's new to make it up

Ass in, ain't no askin'; it's no tolerance as long bitch check in

She wit' me, comments will only get'chu basically eternally resting

So abide by the call of the streets

If ya got a bitch better keep her on a leash

? gonna creep in ya home while you gone

Have you comin' back findin' nutt on yo' sheets



[Hook 4x]