Текст песни Timbaland and Magoo f Ludacris - Considerate Brotha
Timbaland and Magoo f Ludacris - Considerate Brotha слова песни
[Ludacris]Ahh.. yea, yEAHDisturbin` Tha Peace, the Beat ClubLudacris - straight from the ATLWe gon` take it to NC, to VATo L.A., to N.Y., and e`rywhere in betweenUh, we gon` do it like this, Timbaland MagooCheck it out[Magoo]Mag meetcha at, 7/11 a quarter to sevenBuy rubbers six-fifty then we fuckin this heavenMy bastard ass the kid momma let him hit itHe gon` nut up in ya mouth and she bet` not spit itLook, bein a mack is all about your gameI maim hoes for makin me cum, then make her buy me some rumI got the town ho-infested, you seen `emInvested in prostitution, turned it into an institutionWell be far be it from me, to advertise my enterpriseAll I`m sayin man, my street shit is organizedI got it franchised, from city to city, state to stateDon`t look at the house, I own the whole estateBut wait (but wait).. baby baby baby baby shake too (shake too)Baby baby (baby baby).. make too (make too)Baby baby baby baby shake too, make too[Chorus] + (Timbaland)I don`t love `em (no) I don`t need `em (no)I might hug `em (yea) I might feed `em (yea)You can call me (you can call) a considerate brotha (say what?)A considerate brotha (that`s what I am)I will touch `em (what) but won`t beat `em (what)I will fuss wit `em (ah) I never mistreat `em (uh)You can call me (call me) a considerate brotha (say what?)A considerate brotha[Timbaland]WhoaaaahhhWakin up Saturday about to press my suitWakin up early about to fix me some orange juiceI got my chicks LINED UP, which one `em I`m gonna chooseI got my guns LINED UP, which one `em I`m gonna useI got my - Louis Vuitton on, pumpin that mind-blowinChicks can`t even drive straight without them blown they hornI`m just a illmatic, pumpin all dramaticCarry a automatic, keep up on all tacticsI`m just that pimp nigga from Va. BeachRrrrob each, uh, let me not slur my speechI got that liquor in me, no juice no vodkaBut the straight up Remi, kicks bout to get loosecause I got it in me, bout to take one homeand "Free Willy" - Timb, you so sillySee I been pimpin, before yo` daysPimpin ain`t easy, hey hey hey hey[Chorus] + (Timbaland)I don`t love `em (no) I don`t need `em (no)I might hug `em (yea) I might feed `em (yea)You can call me (call me) a considerate brotha (say what?)A considerate brotha (uhh)I will touch `em (touch `em) but won`t beat `em (won`t beat `em)I will fuss wit `em, never never mistreat `emYou can call me (call me) a considerate brotha (uh-huh)A considerate brotha[Ludacris]BITCH I pack a black tux fo` emergenciesWant me to treat `em with courtesyBut psssh, Ludacris mack nigga BITCH get on you purposelyPerfectly, dressed to impress, fresh from the head downLeave `em let down, I`m the KING of this shit, you take a step downAdmire the merchandise, talk back get slapped twiceor handheld, I got women sendin me panties in my fanmailPimp hat with a big mouth, ATL, dirt SouthHoes comin up short? Hoes finna get cursed out!It`s the fullback blast in the formation grab yo` helmetSlam the mask out of these hoes and they say, "What is that, velvet?"And they betta meet they quota, betta yet betta meet they deadlineAnd I got hoes who legs go back further than yo` father hairlineFrom Raggedy Ann & Andy to daquiri drinks and brandyI take `em off the streets and put `em back on with a lil` candyI`m the - pimp of the year, I`m a pimp all aroundA pimp of the town - we pimpin `em up, HOES DOWN[Chorus] + (Timbaland)I don`t love `em (no) I don`t need `em (no)I might hug `em (yea) I might feed `em (yea)You can call me (call me) a considerate brotha (say what?)A considerate brotha (uh-huh)I will touch `em (what) but won`t beat `em (what)I will fuss wit `em, never never mistreat `emYou can call me (call me) a considerate brotha (uh-huh)A considerate brotha (whoahhhh)[Timbaland](ea-sy) Feel me nowFeel me now baby, come onCome on walk with me, walk witcha daddy(ea-sy) Yea, take it easy babyLet your hair blow out, come on