Who Not Me (Album Version|Explicit) - Ludacris/Small World/Dolla Boy

Uhhuhh no way no how get like blaow blaow blaow kapaow

(Yeah you ever hear somebody sayin' something and you think they talking)

(Bout you you not quite sho' Younasayin' but it ain't no way they talking' bout)

(You introducing the new membes of Disturbing Tha Peace: Small World)

(From Norfclk Dolla Boi from Playaz Circle Here we go What )

Who the f**k you talking to

Not me Couldn't be me Naw not me

Who the f**k you talking to

Not me Couldn't be me Naw not me

Who the f**k you talking to

Not me Couldn't be me Naw not me

Who the f**k you talking to

Not me Couldn't be me Naw not me

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What's begun is the start but b**ch we be saying we

"we just getting started it since one"

Y'all been monitoring pondering bout it

How bout I pull it out and kapaow I'll 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

I'm a laker wit clips get em in the lake wit clips

Truth is ya a clipper with clips ain't cha b**ch

I'm bout my loot and dollars I'll shot you for looting dollars

But you lootless and dollarless f**k it I shot for Luda n Dolla

I crash parties blast with proposed toast

I'm a have a problem like Scrap blat with me short of hoes

Muffle ya damn lips or there be mixture of blood and dandruff

If you don't get my damn drift

Creep to ya grave and leak DT Piss

This is yo highness at his less tempered

Keep it pimpin' and watch

Who the f**k you talking to

Not me Couldn't be me Naw not me

Who the f**k you talking to

Not me Couldn't be me Naw not me

Who the f**k you talking to

Not me Couldn't be me Naw not me

Who the f**k you talking to

Not me Couldn't be me Naw not me

I been having a bad day the same ol sh*t

We don't give a f**k 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 b**ch

R I P Rick James "I'm Rich B**ch"

You talkin' to much ni**a you a snitch b**ch

And we don't do it like that

We do 3 quarter drops and we bring a brick back black

Don't 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 ni**a

Who the f**k you talking to

Not me Couldn't be me Naw not me

Who the f**k you talking to

Not me Couldn't be me Naw not me

Who the f**k you talking to

Not me Couldn't be me Naw not me

Who the f**k you talking to

Not me Couldn't be me Naw not me

Oh Oh Oh Oh

Now if a bad b**ch wants dick then its dick I give her

Ludacris ni**a I stand and deliver

Neva back down won't shake nor shiver

F**k with me and get found in the Chattahoochee 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 ni**a

F**k with anything I love I'm a stone cold killa

Eating off of 'Sace sleeping on chinchilla

8 figga ni**a I'm a multi milla

See me in the street it can't get no realer

Giving back to my hood with a pocket full of scrilla

My neighbors say my house can't get no bigga

I do good a** bidness with a bad a** temper

Please tell ya b**ch stop playing with my zipper

Or I'll Brrrrddd Stick Her HaHaHa Stick HER

Who the f**k you talking to

Not me Couldn't be me Naw not me

Who the f**k you talking to

Not me Couldn't be me Naw not me

Who the f**k you talking to

Not me Couldn't be me Naw not me

Who the f**k you talking to

Not me Couldn't be me Naw not me