LUDACRIS - This Has Been My World lyrics

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(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)