I'm never goin' nowhere
so don't try me
My music sticks in fans
veins like an IV
Flows poison like Ivy,
oh they grimy
Already offers on my 6th
album from labels tryin'
to sign me
Respected highly, Hi MR.
O'Reilly
Hope all is well, kiss the
plaintiff and the wifey
Drove through the window,
the industry super sized me
Now the girls see me and
a river's what they cry me
I'm on the rise, so many
people despise me
Got party ammunition for
those tryin' to surprise
me (surprise!)
It's a celebration and
everyone should invite me
Roll with the crew or
meet the bottom of our
Nikes (blaow!)
Explorer like Dora these
swipers can't swipe me
My whole aura's so mean
in my white tee
Nobody light-skinded
reppin' harder since
Ice-T
You disagree, take the
Tyson approach and bite me!
Whoa! Don't slip up or
get got! (Why not man?)
I'm comin' for that number
one spot! (Alright)
Rappers swearin' they on
top! (Nuh uh, uh uh)
But I'm comin' for they
number one spot!
(Alright man)
Scheme scheme, plot plot
(say what?)
I'm comin' for that number
one spot! (Woo, hey)
Keep it goin' it won't
stop! (What you doin' man?)
I'm comin' for that
number one spot!
Yes indeed, Ludacris
I'm hotter than Nevada
Ready to break the steerin'
column on yo' Impala
If I get caught, bail out,
po'-po' I tell 'em holla
In court I never show up,
like Austin Powers fa-zha
Father, father, and hey
I love gold
But can buy anything
I want from the records
I've sold
Jacuzzi's hot, Cristal
is so cold
Neighbors catch contacts,
from the blunts that
I've rolled
A pig in a blanket,
a smoke and a pancake
Drop albums non-stop
once a year for my
fans sake
I crush mics until
my hand breaks
Then shag now and shag
later 'til these women
can't stand straight
The Luda-meister got 'em
feelin so randy
I'm double-X-L so I call
'em my "Eye Candy"
Brush my shoulder and I,
pop my collar
Cause I'm worth a million
ga-zillion fa-fillion
dollars
Whoa! Don't slip up or
get got! (Why not man?)
I'm comin' for that
number one spot! (Alright)
Rappers swearin'
they on top!
(Nuh uh, uh uh)
But I'm comin' for they
number one spot!
(Alright man)
Scheme scheme, plot plot
(say what?)
I'm comin' for that
number one spot!
(Woo, hey)
Keep it goin' it
won't stop!
(What you doin' man?)
I'm comin'
for that number one spot!
Causin' lyrical disasters,
it's the master
Make music for Mini-Me's,
models and Fat Bastards
These women tryin' yo
get me out my Pelle Pelle
They strip off my clothes
and tell me,
"Get in my belly!"
Stay on the track, hit the
ground runnin' like Flo-Jo
Sent back in time and
I've never lost my mojo
Ladies and gentlemen ah,
boys and girls
Ludacris sent down to
take over the whole
world!
Whoa! Don't slip up
or get got!
(Why not man?)
I'm comin' for that
number one spot!
(Alright)
Rappers swearin'
they on top!
(Nuh uh, uh uh)
But I'm comin' for they
number one spot!
(Alright man)
Scheme scheme, plot plot
(say what?)
I'm comin' for that
number one spot!
(Woo, hey)
Keep it goin'
it won't stop!
(What you doin' man?)
I'm comin' for that
number one spot!
