Ludacris Idgaf Lyrics

(Intro)
We have a motto – we don’t give a f*ck
We don’t give a f*ck about shit
We don’t give a f*ck
We don’t give a f*ck
Easy, motherf*ckers
And yall no scared of us from time to time
I don’t give a f*ck!

(Verse)
Weeeeeeeeeeeeelllll… it’s that nigga you been waitin on
Tryna get more information, conversation, debatin and hatin em
I need some p*ssy that I could take out my frustrations on
Or a yacht and a bunch of a bad bitches
That maybe I could just take a vacation on

(Hook)
I’m faded, I’m smashed,
I’m spendin all this cash
Got bout 5 racks in my pocket,
I don’t really know how long it’s gon last
Pour that drink all in that cup
Throw that stink all in that blunt
Grab that chick with all that butt and guess what…
I don’t really give a f*ck

(Verse)
Life is a puzzle I’m tryna get together
Every day tryna figure out what 2 women like to fair together
Ding ding, let me get inside the ring ‘cuz I think I got the perfect match
Don’t be nervous, come on out yo shell, let’s wait for the birds to hatch
Shoo fly, shoo bitch, now it’s time for the birds to fly
Me around this purple haze created a little purple sky
If you smoke that dirt don’t be jealous of my Mary Jane (Mary Jane)
8 albums, motherf*cker, ain’t a damn thing changed

(Hook)
I’m faded, I’m smashed,
I’m spendin all this cash
Got bout 5 racks in my pocket,
I don’t really know how long it’s gon last
Pour that drink all in that cup
Throw that stink all in that blunt
Grab that chick with all that butt and guess what…
I don’t really give a f*ck (Verse)
I done got rich and lost my damn mind
Platinum plaques got a nigga celebratin all the damn time
Luda!
Quit foolin around and get some work done
No, I’d rather go to magic and see a bitch twerk some
I think I, I think I deserve it, I’m in that Guinness Book
Rappers throwin shots and I throw em right back
Still got these niggas shook
People see me in the movies and they think I went Hollywood
Only difference is I’m bumpin the molly with a bunch of mollies and poppin does the molly good
It does, I mean it really does
Was that Luda in the Lamborghini? I mean it really was
Hurry up and get a picture on yo iPhone
And turn around, bend over but let me get one on my phone (say cheese)
I got it, I’mma save it philp so better send it off
Haters don’t dirt ‘cause I’m just so clean and a nigga just drinks em off
Since ’99 I’ve been in go mode
And every time I see yo bitch in the club she be in hoe mode
Hoe mode? Hoe mode
Hoe mode? Hoe mode
I press a button and the whole damn crib just go in hoe mode
Yea the lights go dim and the candles getting lit and I pour some f*ckin drinks
Aye, did Luda really f*cked yo girl?
What you f*ckin think?

(Hook)
I’m faded, I’m smashed,
I’m spendin all this cash
Got bout 5 racks in my pocket,
I don’t really know how long it’s gon last
Pour that drink all in that cup
Throw that stink all in that blunt
Grab that chick with all that butt and guess what…
I don’t really give a f*ck