Song lyrics downloaded from: https://www.albumsongandlyrics.com ------------------------------------------ Ludacris - Who not me ------------------------------------------ [Small World X4 (Ludacris)] Uhhuhh no way no how, get like blaow, blaow, blaow kapaow (Yeah, you ever hear somebody sayinī something and you think they talking) (Bout you, you not quite shoī Younasayinī but it aint no way they talkingī bout) (You, introducing the new membes of Disturbing Tha Peace: Small World) (From Norfclk, Dolla Boi from Playaz Circle, Here we go What?) [Chorus X2] Who the fuck you talking to? Not me, Couldnīt be me, Naw not me Who the fuck you talking to? Not me, Couldnīt be me, Naw not me [Small World] 3, 2, 1 Whatīs begun, is the start but bitch we be saying we "we just getting started it since one" Yīall been monitoring, pondering bout it How bout I, pull it out and kapaow, Iīll heat em up out his mouth with it Big Small World, Norfclk is the gang, extended clip in the jeans Put em in a box like Bisquick Iīm a laker wit clips, get em in the lake wit clips Truth is ya a clipper with clips aint cha bitch Iīm bout my loot and dollars, Iīll shot you for looting dollars But you lootless and dollarless, fuck it I shot for Luda n Dolla I crash parties, blast with proposed toast Im a have a problem like Scrap blat with me short of hoes One for ya damn lips, or there be mixture of blood and dandruff If you donīt get my damn drift Creep to ya grave and leak DT Piss This is yo highness at his less tempered Keep it pimpinī and watch [Chorus X2] Who the fuck you talking to? Not me, Couldnīt be me, Naw not me Who the fuck you talking to? Not me, Couldnīt be me, Naw not me [Dolla Boi] I been having a bad day, the same ol shit We donīt give a fuck about who you is The same ol clique, and the same ol biz The same ol flip , wit the same ol whip The same 4-4, with the same ol clip Half the bullets gone, the otha half you can get, bitch R.I.P. Rick James "Iīm Rich Bitch" You talkinī to much, nigga you a snitch bitch And we donīt do it like that We do 3 quarter drops and we bring a brick back, black Donīt act get ya whole trap splat, ack Unload em reload em, we back black And when dem gats letting off Red dots loud noises like planes taking off Dolla Boi I got the game in a cross, make me bang at cha boss For dem things coming soft, nigga [Chorus X2] Who the fuck you talking to? Not me, Couldnīt be me, Naw not me Who the fuck you talking to? Not me, Couldnīt be me, Naw not me [Ludacris] Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh Now if a bad bitch wants dick, then its dick I give her Ludacris nigga, I stand and deliver Neva back down, wonīt shake nor shiver Fuck with me and get found in the shadohoochie river This 7 inch shank, will put a stop to his ticker But shoties to the body make him drop much quicker Yeah I appear to be a nice lil nigga Fuck with anything I love, Iīm a stone cold killa Eating off of īSace, sleeping on chinchilla 8 figga nigga, Iīm a multi milla See me in the street, it canīt get no realer Giving back to my hood with a pocket full of scrilla My neighbors say my house canīt get no bigga I do good ass bidness, with a bad ass temper Please tell ya bitch, stop playing with my zipper Or Iīll Brrrrddd Stick Her HaHaHa Stick HER! [Chorus X2] Who the fuck you talking to? Not me, Couldnīt be me, Naw not me Who the fuck you talking to? Not me, Couldnīt be me, Naw not me