Ludacris i want to lick photos

It's true: The rapper born Christopher Bridges may have appeared in a slew of films over the past decade, including this weekend's Furious 7 , but the year-old Atlanta native will be forever associated with whiplash rhymes, funky accentuation, and sharp wit. Also: his delightfully filthy lyrics. Yes, Ludacris is virtually unmatched in the rap game in his ability to turn even the tamest song into a raunchy exercise that only his horny imagination could conjure up. While his long-anticipated new album, Ludaversal , out today, figures to be just as freaky, even Ludacris has his limits. Ludacris: "Man, that was something that I did on my own without a major record label. So it's definitely extremely personal to me as to how that song became successful.

Well this looked like a deleted scene from Luda's "Splash Waterfalls" vid. Ludacris , his girlfriend Eudoxie and cousin Monica all took it to the place where ATL folks like to show how much money and class they really have--the strip club. Seems to be the new hotspot for date night. And even made it a family affair with his cousin Monica:. Luda and his girl grabbed stacks of dollars out his red MCM backpack to throw on the hard working ladies working the pole.

It debuted at 89 on September 30, , entered the Top on November 4, and peaked at 21 on December The original version features Disturbing tha Peace member Shawnna , who is featured in the tenth. The single was also included on Ludacris's first independent album Incognegro , and on the soundtrack for the comedy film How High.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Give it to me now, give it to me now Give it to me now, give it to me now. I wanna, lick you from yo' head to yo' toes And I wanna, move from the bed down to the down to the to the flo' Then I wanna, you make it so good I don't wanna leave But I gotta, know what-what's your fantasy. Whipped cream with cherries and strawberries on top, lick it don't stop Keep the door locked don't knock while the boat rock We go-bots and robots so they gotta wait 'til the show stop Or how 'bout on the beach with black sand Lick up your thigh then call me the Pac Man Table top or just give me a lap dance The Rock to the Park to the Point to the Flatlands That man ain't Ludacris woo in the public bathroom Or in back of the classroom How ever you want it lover lover gonna tap that ass soon See I cast 'em and I past 'em get a tight grip and I grasp 'em I flash 'em and out last 'em And if ain't good then I trash 'em while you stash 'em I'll let 'em free And the tell me what's they fantasy Like up on the roof roof tell yo boyfriend not to be mad at me. I wanna get you in the bath tub With the candles lit you give it up till they go out Or we can do it on stage of the Ludacris concert 'Cause you know I got sold out Or red carpet dick could just roll out Go 'head and scream you can't hold out We can do it in the pouring rain Running the train when it's hot or when cold out How 'bout in the library on top of books But you can't be too loud You wanna make a brother beg for it Give me TLC 'cause you know I be too proud We can do it in the White House Try to make them turn the lights out Champagne with my campaign let me do the damn thing What's my name, what's my name, what's my name Sauna, Jacuzzi in the back row at the movie You can scratch my back and rule me You can push me and just pull me On hay in middle of the barn woo rose pedals on the silk sheets uh Eating fresh fruits sweep yo woman right off her feet.