LUDACRIS - This Has Been My World lyrics
rate me(Intro)
Over a decade later, let's toast to the good life
It's still living the hood life
Welcome to my world, Ludaversal
(Verse)
Listen, I think I got the best job in the world
Cuz I ain't gotta take a piss test
My ______(?) to be Jordans every ____(?) of the month
Said his kids love me and payed more ______(?)
Why is it when a nigga get rich
The whole world just wanna give you some free shit
Haha, ain't that about a bitch?
Especially when they told me I'd never do shit or be shit
I made it and never took it for granted
Took off and I never landed
Supply whatever demanded, and no one was ever handed to me
I kicked it off with me and my special team
Nick Chaka and Jeff Bradenton
Touchdown on my own turf, money and bitches second
Me and my microphone first
And no, I'm not surprised of my own worth
Been takin' niggas to school, go do your homework
(Hook)
Yeah, and I been goin' round in circles
Like everyday is a rehearsal
It's my life, your entertainment
This has been my world, Ludaversal
This has been my world, Ludaversal
My life, your entertainment
This has been my world, Ludaversal
(Verse 2)
Almost every day I'm wakin' up in anotha city
Anotha country, a different climate, a timezone
Jet lag, but I'm outta the bed fast
For bad foreign bitches that I'm eager to lay my eyes on
So I open up the blinds through the sky ____(?)
Wish that I could talk to God on my iPhone
I'd thank him for all of his generosity
And fo' satisfyin' most of my curiosity
Fans askin' me what it's like to be me
I always tell 'em it's more good than bad
They say I want what you got
I tell 'em 'you'll neva have shit if you don't appreciate what you have'
So I learned to appreciate all the simple things
Like some good head and a fine wine
We out goin' through life, searchin' fo' answers
And I been all around the world tryna find mine
(Hook)
(Verse 3)
Seems like every day is a holiday
Celebratory, poppin' bottles and model day
Stereotypical rap shit personified
From 8 albums commitin' lyrical homicide
These airports like international mazes
Now my passport needs additional pages
Then I'm starin' out at another horizon
Stayin' fly even in a no-fly zone
Bodies on board but my mind's gone
And no betta feelin' than when I fly home
Starin' out the window of a plane
And it rains, even the clouds need a shoulder to cry on
I'm cryin' cuz I'm livin' out my dreams
But this life's not as easy as it seems
It's sorta similar to a crack game
Ain't no slowin' down when you living in the fast lane
(Hook)