LUDACRIS

LUDACRIS - Pinky Shinin lyrics

rate me

My pinky shinin' with diamonds

My index on the Ruger

My pinky shinin' with diamonds

My index on the Ruger

My pinky shinin' with diamonds

My index on the Ruger

Now with these ho's and their see-saw's

Just call me Freddy Krueger

My pinky shinin' with diamonds

My index on the Ruger

My pinky shinin' with diamonds

My index on the Ruger

My pinky shinin' with diamonds

My index on the Ruger

Now with these ho's and their see-saw's

Just call me Freddy Krueger

(Luda!)

My pinky shinin' with diamonds

My index on the Rug'

I'm a dog for this paper, don't wanna get bit

Lil' buddy don't touch my food

Don't touch my skri'lla

Got killa's that'll whoop your head boy

Who the hell gon' bring home the bacon

To the fam' if you end up dead, boy

Luda, I'm so true to smokin' that stanky buddha

So high, that when I get behind that Cadillac wheel

I can't maneuver, I'll chew the

Hell out of an MC that call my name out

The partners that will pop the trunk and *click click*

Show you what that thing 'bout

Shoot shoot up in the air

Wave it all around like you just don't care

They ask if I'm a rapper and I say NO

I'm a self-made millionaire (yeah)

Get it right little buddy go on do your homework

Got flows that'll make you bob your head

Until your dome hurts

Go on squirt, bitch dis this business here for grown folks

If you ain't got no money then take yo', take your

Broke ass home folk

I'm talkin' 8 figures (what,) ain't talkin' simple cash (what?)

My life is complex (ok,) go on with your simple ass

My pinky shinin' with diamonds

My index on the Ruger

My pinky shinin' with diamonds

My index on the Ruger

My pinky shinin' with diamonds

My index on the Ruger

Now with these ho's and their see-saw's

Just call me Freddy Krueger

My pinky shinin' with diamonds

My index on the Ruger

My pinky shinin' with diamonds

My index on the Ruger

My pinky shinin' with diamonds

My index on the Ruger

Now with these ho's and their see-saw's

Just call me Freddy Krueger

(Let's go!)

Let's give it to the mind of a man

Who the mind over manner, won't beef like rude Chris

You gotta know that you gotta go through

Me and my clique if you want to get to Ludacris

I'm a real street dude with a chip on a shoulder

The size of a boulder, my heart got colder

Since I got signed and I got

My pinky ring frozen up like I'm polar (yeah)

Young but I act like I'm older

'Cause my money got growed up, my gun got a motor

That I crank like that Roosevelt

For that bread I pop that toaster (uh)

Tity Boi, Dolla Boy, Willy Northpole

Brolic, Shareefa, Shawnna, Bobby, BlockXChange and

Serious Jones, and jackpot hotter than a sauna (sauna)

Shark have released a monster, we done told you (hey)

We just gettin' started

Catch me in a party in ATL and

I bet your baby don't got more bottles (no)

I'm from Raleigh North Carolina (yeah)

Get in line 'fore I get you lined up

Push your weave back, to where your neck at

At the top of your spinal (yeah)

When my album drop, they'll worry in Compton

To see how much I have been copied (yeah)

Lil' mamma don't want me to stop it (no)

'Cause I keep goin' like an energizer

I'm worth more than your billion dollars (yeah)

And, my swag's phenomenal

See me in Prada, Louis Vuitton

It's why I get compliments from your momma

'Cause my

My pinky shinin' with diamonds

My index on the Ruger

My pinky shinin' with diamonds

My index on the Ruger

My pinky shinin' with diamonds

My index on the Ruger

Now with these ho's and their see-saw's

Just call me Freddy Krueger

My pinky shinin' with diamonds

My index on the Ruger

My pinky shinin' with diamonds

My index on the Ruger

My pinky shinin' with diamonds

My index on the Ruger

Now with these ho's and their see-saw's

Just call me Freddy Krueger

My pinky shinin'

My pinky shinin'

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