Ludacris — Saturday Oooh Oooh

[Intro: Ludacris] Oooh-Oooh! Oooh-Oooh! Oooh-Oooh! Oooh-Oooh! [Hook: Ludacris] + (Sleepy Brown) I gotta big weed stash, pocket full of cash Just seen a big ol' ass (It's Saturday!) Sticky, icky, icky Sticky, icky, icky, icky System on blast, cops just passed Just seen a big ol' ass (It's Saturday!) Sticky, icky, icky (Oooh-Oooh!) Sticky, icky, icky, icky (Oooh-Oooh!) [Verse 1: Ludacris] Grease don't pop on the stove no more Moved on up Double shot Hennessey fill my cup Luda choke smoke in a big black truck Should I wild out? (WHAT THE FUCK?!) Act like my rims ain't clean How you gonna act like my neck don't bling? Haters get sprayed like Afro-Sheen But they don't ever really wanna pop them thangs Cane, cane sugar man, Luda don't go And I stop at a light, pulled up so slow But I'm out for the night, so pass that 'dro So daddy come home in a Cadillac brome (Cadillac brome?) Now, don't it sound absurd? Claim College Park where they flip them birds Trick car alarms, then bend them curves Chop chop, chunk it up, fat man herb [Hook: Ludacris] + (Sleepy Brown) I gotta big weed stash, pocket full of cash Just seen a big ol' ass (It's Saturday!) Sticky, icky, icky Sticky, icky, icky, icky System on blast, cops just passed Just seen a big ol' ass (It's Saturday!) Sticky, icky, icky (Oooh-Oooh!) Sticky, icky, icky, icky (Oooh-Oooh!) [Verse 2: Ludacris] It's illegal but the plants in my backyard grow That's my bud Smoke 'til ya drop out, that's my luck Keep a couple rolled and I hit the club In the back door (NIGGA WHAT?!) Act like I don't make clouds How you gonna act like I don't get loud? How you gonna act like I don't rock crowds? And leave a lot of people with a gap-tooth smile If I recollect right then you sound like dirt But I guess what you don't really know don't hurt With a vest and a pump, hear the shotgun squirt My folks on the block, man, they got that work (They got that work?) Don't it smell so good? In Southwest where they rep that hood Protect your chest, they up to no good And come through flossin', they wish y'all would [Hook: Ludacris] + (Sleepy Brown) I gotta big weed stash, pocket full of cash Just seen a big ol' ass (It's Saturday!) Sticky, icky, icky Sticky, icky, icky, icky System on blast, cops just passed Just seen a big ol' ass (It's Saturday!) Sticky, icky, icky (Oooh-Oooh!) Sticky, icky, icky, icky (Oooh-Oooh!) [Verse 3: Ludacris] Worldwide hustlers get that dough Work that tip Get rid of evidence, move that brick Keep a D-Eagle with an extra clip Think it ain't so? (SUCK A DICK!) Act like I just do rap How you gonna act like I just ain't strapped? How you gon' act like I don't push 'Lacs? Black El-Dorado, fifth wheel on back Itchy finger trigger, man, Luda don't squeeze With a mac, with a Glock, I'mma make 'em say please In the back, on the block so the cops say "freeze" And I'm so high, I think I got a nose bleed (You got a nose bleed?) Don't it smell so sweet? In Decatur, where we pack that heat And rob neighbors in the night, creep, creep I'll see you later when we in them streets [Hook: Ludacris] + (Sleepy Brown) I gotta big weed stash, pocket full of cash Just seen a big ol' ass (It's Saturday!) Sticky, icky, icky Sticky, icky, icky, icky System on blast, cops just passed Just seen a big ol' ass (It's Saturday!) Sticky, icky, icky (Oooh-Oooh!) Sticky, icky, icky, icky (Oooh-Oooh!)