Wish You Would

Album: Theater of the Mind (2008)
  • [Ludacris (T.I.)]
    (here we go!)
    Surprise nigga
    It was bound to happen sooner or later
    (they ain't ready for this)
    History has been made
    ATL, yeah

    [Chorus]
    Cause I got it
    All these haters wanna grill me
    (but fuck that I'm about my money if it kills me)
    (yeah baby)
    (and I'm up to no good)
    Hey I wish a motherfucker would

    This the a-town, come into my hood
    Hey I wish a motherfucker would
    Houston, Dallas come into they hood
    Hey I wish a motherfucker would

    [Ludacris]
    I keep a fresh pair of one's on my feet
    And double deuces on the Chevy
    3's company the double 4's on my belly
    5 hot amps speakers shake like jelly
    So many wires in my trunk look like a bowl of spaghetti
    Assault and batteries, but my trunk stay "ever ready"
    Assault and battery if you scared you never ready
    And yeah I went green, and 26's on the hybrid
    Smoked so much green that I can't open up my eyelids
    Wake up in London, go to sleep on Atlanta time
    Still my paint got more candy then your valentine
    For 5 mill I bought a lake front crib
    Bentley car cover looking like a laced front wig
    Of course they hating cause they still riding the martor train
    Re-name the yacht but put the plane in my daughters name
    Now that's karma so call me daddy war bucks
    If you got money, I got more bucks

    [Chorus]

    New york and jersey come into they hood
    Hey I wish a motherfucker would
    L.a. and the bay come into they hood
    Hey I wish a motherfucker would

    [Ludacris]
    Luda!
    I'm a freak like a scorpio
    Custom hood scoops make the coupe look like pinocchio
    I'm rich bitch, I should drop cash
    The inside of the lac' look like a wood shop class
    And these women gimme "love" like it's tennis time
    So many shoes that my closet look like finish line
    So many acres that my crib look like Bermuda
    So many diamonds the safe look like Kay jewelers
    That spider about to drop my team said Luda get it
    Now 50 thou says that I'm the first nigga with it
    First round draft pick, later for you imbeciles
    The car is all black like it got traded to the timberwolves
    And I keep a little bit of that green up in the lining
    But as the weather change my weed adjust to different climates (ok)
    Green in the summer time, orange in the spring
    Now it's black with that purp I call my whip the "sac king"

    [Chorus]

    Chi-town and Detroit, come into they hood
    Hey I wish a motherfucker would
    D.c and b-more, come into they hood
    Hey I wish a motherfucker would

    [T.I.]
    I'm fly enough to fly away
    Trouble I don't shy away
    From it I annihilate suckers in they driveway
    In church on Sunday morning praying about what happened Friday
    But them the consequences for coming at pimping sideways
    Now a days guess it pays to change
    In cahoots with corporations making major change
    With magnificent watches and amazing chains
    Plush pad in Atlanta and l.a.'s the same
    I'm balling til I'm bored with selections and assortments
    Of automotives worth a small fortune
    Of course it's the '72 Chevelle hardtop, '69 drop
    60 carat piece you can barely pay your lease
    Dude wanna talk new school tell him go ahead
    Drop head double r-Maybachs and corner sales
    Swag got the ass, stack cash to the hair line
    Fuck another car it's time to try an buy a airline

    [Chorus]

    Miami to Alabama, come into they hood
    Hey I wish a motherfucker would
    Philly and Boston, come into they hood
    Hey I wish a motherfucker would
    St. Louis to Tennessee, come into they hood
    Phoenix to v.a, come into they hood
    Ohio and Indiana, come into they hood
    Mississippi to Carolinas, come into they hood
    And little rock, come into they hood
    Oklahoma to Louisiana, come into they hood
    Kansas city to Seattle, come into they hood
    Minneapolis to Milwaukee, come into they hood Writer/s: CHRISTOPHER BRIDGES, ALDRIN DAVIS, CLIFFORD HARRIS, RONALD UTLEY
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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