[Chorus: Ludacris]

Hey, before I eat an MC I say my grace

Leave you dead without a trace

Got a problem with me, Say it to my face (to my face)

To my face (to my face) To my face (to my face)

Put a pussy ass nigga all in his place

Didn't your bosses ever tell you niggas you could be replaced

To the fans yous a disgrace

Got a problem with me say it to my face(to my face)

To my face (to my face) To my face (to my face)

Put a pussy ass nigga all in his place

[Verse 1: Ludacris]

Got a chopper, kinda like a helicopter

For any nigga that thinks it's sweet

And you better call the doctor, have you shakin' like a maraca

Drippin' like this beat, blood spillin' like a faulty faucet

Plug his ass, before you end up in a hearse

Put the gear in reverse then you better hit the fucking

Gas {tires screech}

You broke n' now you bitter

But how the hell is a nigga gonna start beef with me

On his fucking twitter? (for real?)

You know where I be

You know where I stay, I ain't that hard to find

All up on my D, when the DTP boy

You sweeter than a valen... tine

How can you call yourself a man boy (man boy)

You's Ludacris number one fan boy (fan boy)

Then you left and you're gone "goodbye" lazy

I don't miss you

Then you signed to a nigga, who signed to a nigga

Who signed to another nigga (what the fuck?)

Smart move, boy you dumb as hell

You should take your soul and have a end of the summer sale

But all your records are my theme song (why?)

'Cuz I'm still shopping off your ringtone

[Chorus: Ludacris]

Hey, before I eat an MC I say my grace

Leave you dead without a trace

Got a problem with me, say it to my face (to my face)

To my face (to my face) To my face (to my face)

Put a pussy ass nigga all in his place

Didn't your bosses ever tell you niggas you could be replaced

To the fans yous a disgrace

Got a problem with me say it to my face(to my face)

To my face (to my face) To my face (to my face)

Put a pussy ass nigga all in his place

[Verse 2: Ludacris]

Ah, to you internet gangsters, Facebook hoes

Email bullies I can see your camel toe (HI!)

Instead of talking to a nigga straight up

You'd rather send a text (text)

Well I think you a bitch and you should change your sex (sex)

Hiding behind your phone screen (phone screen)

Better run the other way you playin' for the wrong team (team)

Dick in the booty ass nigga (dick in the booty ass nigga)

Ol' take another dude to the movies ass nigga

I can see your Kit-Kat, gimme a break hit him in his face

How you keep it real when you know a nigga fake

Better hit the brakes when you see me nigga shake

You gon' run into convulsions, hater emotions and epileptic seizures

Put a nail in a nigga your career is over hang'em up like jesus

Amen (amen) sayonara (sayonara) ok then (ok then)

Next time you cryin' tell a bitch nigga

But keep in mind... yous a bitch nigga

[Chorus: Ludacris]

Hey, before I eat an MC I say my grace

Leave you dead without a trace

Got a problem with me, say it to my face (to my face)

To my face (to my face) To my face (to my face)

Put a pussy ass nigga all in his place

Didn't your bosses ever tell you niggas you could be replaced

To the fans yous a disgrace

Got a problem with me say it to my face(to my face)

To my face (to my face) To my face (to my face)

Put a pussy ass nigga all in his place

[Verse 3: Meek Mill]

Put a pussy ass nigga in his place

With that toolie on my waste like "huh"

I put it to his face and ask the pussy nigga

"How it taste like? huh?"

He said it taste like nine (nine)

Told him it's a Glock 10 though (10 though)

Niggas thinkin' this a game til' them shots hit his body

Bend his ass like limbo

Give my shooters yo' info

Send them right to yo place, put them right in yo face

Nigga like "what you say?"

Catch you night time and then brighten your day

Shots at your head they dont like what you say

Coroner’s comin' ta wipe you away

Think you a G, get hit right with the K

Wherever you standing, thats right where you lay (blah)

Y'all niggas run yall mouth just like a bunch of bitches

Pussy niggas talking just like a bunch of snitches

Lord be my witness, I ask for forgiveness

But if these pussy niggas keep runnin' they mouth

I'mma give them the business

Heard you pussy ass niggas talkin' bout me

When I'm not around

Told another nigga, so he told another nigga

And it got around (got around)

So I told the other nigga

Go tell the other nigga "move outta town" (outta town)

'Cuz my dawg playin' hardball with the sawn off

Like you out of bounds, BOOM!

[Chorus: Ludacris]

Hey, before I eat an MC I say my grace

Leave you dead without a trace

Got a problem with me, say it to my face (to my face)

To my face (to my face) To my face (to my face)

Put a pussy ass nigga all in his place

Didn't your bosses ever tell you niggas you could be replaced

To the fans yous a disgrace

Got a problem with me say it to my face(to my face)

To my face (to my face) To my face (to my face)

Put a pussy ass nigga all in his place