Mouths To Feed
    (专辑: Release Therapy - 2006)
    
    [Chorus 2X: Ludacris]  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   [Ludacris]  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  And 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 to serve the 
fiends  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 watchin my cream  So I 
stay in heavy rotation like a 
washing machine   [Chorus]   [Ludacris]  Motherfucker I'm a 
monster in this game, I 
turn 20 into 50  50 to a 
hundred and a 
hundred 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 youse a 
daily hater cause my foot game is major  After a 
while, crocodile, see you later alligator  My baby need new shoes, her momma need Giuseppes  Mercedes need new shoes surrounded with Pirellis  A 
finger to the 
world, paid my dues and I'm ready  To pack up all the 
tools and just cruise in the 
Chevy  Million dollar deals makin moves on my celly  Cause I 
owe it to my girl to put food in her belly   [Chorus]   [Ludacris]  Wake up and smell the 
coffee, it's time to make the 
doughnuts  A 
kid who had a 
kid, my kid made me a 
grown-up  You ever threaten mines I 
won't resist to put the 
chrome up  My guns'll be like gang signs (ALWAYS GETTIN THROWN UP)  Atlanta put your zone up, we true to these streets  I 
got 12 hungry artists, whole CREW gotta eat  So hell NO I 
don't sleep, I'm like an Energizer battery  Got 19 employees, I 
gotta pay they salary  My momma quit her job and I 
retired my pops  Got killers on the 
payroll, I 
hired some cops  I 
accept responsibility, they all pay rent  So if it don't make dollars then it don't make cents   [Chorus]