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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ludacris
Ludacris
Vocals
Poke & Tone
Poke & Tone
Drums
Spanador
Spanador
Keyboards
T-Pain
T-Pain
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Bridges
Christopher Bridges
Songwriter
Jean Claude Olivier
Jean Claude Olivier
Songwriter
Samuel Barnes
Samuel Barnes
Songwriter
Alexander Mosely
Alexander Mosely
Songwriter
Theo Bowen
Theo Bowen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Poke & Tone
Poke & Tone
Producer
Spanador
Spanador
Producer
Joshua Monroy
Joshua Monroy
Recording Engineer
Javier Gonzalez Valverde
Javier Gonzalez Valverde
Recording Engineer
Christian Baker
Christian Baker
Recording Engineer
Neo Tanusakdi
Neo Tanusakdi
Recording Engineer
Jason Goldstein
Jason Goldstein
Mixing Engineer
Don Goodrick
Don Goodrick
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It was Friday night and I was feelin' aight, yep
Downtown Atlanta, big city, bright lights
Mixin' Henny with the Sprite
While I'm drinkin' and drivin'
No police light, no police sirens
I'm headed to the club, lookin' for a freak
To spread a lil' love and spread a couple cheeks
Pull up to the spot, twenty-sixes like bam
Eyes on me like, bitch, do you see him?
Stroll through the front door, headed to the vip, vip
Bought a couple bottles, and I took a couple sip sips
Scopin' out the room and what do I see?
A nice round butt and a pair of double D's
So I crept up like, "Shawty, what's happening?
You killin' that dress, and I love it with a passion"
Then she turned around and her face was aight
She had a gap tooth and a mean overbite
But I was like hmm
[Verse 2]
If I take one more drink
I'm gon' end up fuckin' you
Is that what you wanna do, shawty?
If I take one more drink
I'm gon' end up fuckin' you
You too
[Verse 3]
Woke up the next mornin' and all I can remember
Was takin' shots and tippin' the bartender
Surrender to the woman, end up bringing me home
'Cause she started lookin' better every shot of Patrón, yep
I jumped up with a devilish grin
'Cause tonight, damn right, I might do it again
So I called up the homies (What up?) let's ride
We could hit the sports bar over on the south side
Get a couple of Coronas, couple a limes
Went up to the bar and saw a couple a dimes
So I slowly walked up and said, "Hi"
My name's Ludacris, and I'm a hell of a guy
One said, "I know who you are, I'm your number one fan
And right now it's too bad I got a man"
And I said, "I understand, but where the hell is he at?"
'Cause in a minute, if he don't show up then, man
[Verse 4]
If I take one more drink
I'm gon' end up fuckin' you
Is that what you wanna do, shawty?
If I take one more drink
I'm gon' end up fuckin' you
You too
[Verse 5]
(Hey Pain, holler at 'em right quick, man)
Yeah, you gon' get in trouble with your man, girl (Don't get in trouble, girl)
Talkin' 'bout how you're my biggest fan, girl (I know it, I know it)
Now I don't wanna do what you're gonna make me do (Please, don't make me do it)
(Don't make me do it) If I have one more drink
[Verse 6]
One more drink I'ma get ya home then I'll split ya
Grab the cameraphone and take a bunch of drunk pictures
'Cause Hennessy mixed with a whole bunch of Buddha
Equals you mixed with a whole bunch of Luda
And you know how far one drink can go
Start slurring my speech, slowing up the flow
Hikin' up your skirts, climbin' up your shirt
It's mister late night Luda, and I like to flirt
So guess what, baby girl?
[Verse 7]
If I take one more drink
I'm gon' end up fuckin' you (Just one more)
Is that what you wanna do, shawty? (That's all it's gon' take)
If I take one more drink (Hey)
I'm gon' end up fuckin' you (Who else T-Pain?)
You too
[Verse 8]
You hear what I'm sayin'?
People too picky these days, damn it
Too tall, too short, too fat, too skinny
Have a couple of drinks and quit discriminatin'
This has been a Luda service announcement
Deuces
Written by: Alexander Mosely, Christopher Bridges, Jean Claude Olivier, Samuel Barnes, Theo Bowen
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