Get Off Me (Featuring Pastor Troy) - Ludacris, Pastor Troy

Get off me, but I’m on you all day

Get off me, I don’t think you wanna play

Get off me, but I’m on you all day

Get off me, I don’t think you wanna play

You wanna rush me, you can’t touch me, trust me

'Cause you way too dusty, and rusty, and musty

You betta shop that make you pop up from lock up

But you tell your folks to hold your jack up to back up (to back up)

I’m ready, so sit down or go ta' your room

It ain’t nothin'

Ayy, ayy, watch out, watch out, boom

Call me the hit man, 'cause I make you wanna call time-out

Then I make your mom cry out, when I take your whole spine out

Then watch me take ya, and fake ya, and shake ya, and break ya

And see you on home to your maker

You should give up now for talkin' shit like that

But then you nothing, you garbage you betta' watch ya' back

Get off me, but I’m on you all day

Get off me, I don’t think you wanna play

Get off me, but I’m on you all day

Get off me, I don’t think you wanna play

(Okay, okay, now)

Now it’s the Pastor, shook 'em, showin' my moves

I’m in that 2000 excursion

Ridin' on 22's, I hear da boom

But booms just get me more crunk

It’s the DSGB forever

Ridin' on pump

I stunk, or did I say stunk, I meant stank (UN huh)

I think I’ll take it please, or in another coffee break

You ain’t, but you can pretend to be homey

I’m stiff arming these busters just as soon they get on me

Get off me, but I’m on you all day

Get off me, I don’t think you wanna play

Get off me, but I’m on you all day

Get off me, I don’t think you wanna play

Get off me, but I’m on you all day

Get off me, I don’t think you wanna play

Get off me, but I’m on you all day

Get off me, I don’t think you wanna play