Ready To Go ft. Lil Wayne lyrics

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LIMP BIZKIT lyrics : "Ready To Go ft. Lil Wayne"

[Hook: Limp Bizkit]
They say that rock %#@! doesn't rock anymore
They say that whole game done went pop so I'm back in this ho

We drinking gin 'till we pass out and fall on the flo'
Is that your (*##$? Cause she told me she ready to go
She ready to go, she ready to go

Is that your (*##$? Cause she told me she ready to go

[Verse 1: Fred Durst]

Back it's the mother$#[email protected] rock god
I'm so poker-faced, ladies going Ga-Ga
That's right it's Freddy D, the public enemy

You know, the one to have Britney drop it to her knees (OOOOOOOH!)
I don't give a $#[email protected], I probably never will
(*##$ get at me if that $$# is like Jessica Biel's

Who down with me tonight? You know I'll treat you right
You shake for me until they turning on them ugly lights
Throw them fingers up, and finger-$#[email protected] the sky

She like the way we pump it, I call her pumpkin pie
I ain't about to lie, I came up in it high
You got a problem and I'll bust you in your $#[email protected] eye, player

Baby you're a rockstar, I know who the $#[email protected] I am
40 million records later, I am still the $#[email protected] man
I came to rock, all she wanna do is roll

Now she at my house sliding up and down that pole

[Hook]


[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
What the $#[email protected] is up?

$#[email protected] the world, bust a nut
I'm on this and that, and such and such
It's ashes to ashes, dust to dust, come on

Rock! Rock, rock with a real ^!$$%
Everything I touch turn to gold, she a gold digger
Shots! Shots, shots, have a lil liquor

Got the (*##$ taking shots like Reggie Miller
Uh, Lil Weezy in this (*##$ ho
She want the green light-let the (*##$ go

I go hard, I go nuts, I go schizo
And now they wanna copy me like ten-fo'
Uh, I can't stop, I won't stop

I got the pistol on me, I guess I went pop
Now I'm free-falling, yeah, head first
Red hat to the back like Fred Durst


[Hook]


[Verse 3: Fred Durst]
Lil Weezy that's my patna, we drinkin' Russian vodka
Bout to take your (*##$ cause she ain't never $#[email protected] a rock star

I'm a $#[email protected] outlaw, packing me a chainsaw
I'm at the afterparty about to start another brawl
I'm getting $#[email protected] up, so you can go to hell

I'mma need a ride home, I know myself
And you know I put it down like no one else
I'm the champ (*##$, I ain't gotta show the belt


[Hook]

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