Yeah baby...heh heh...yea 

Back again...Luda 

Gets meaner and meaner each time baby 

Feelin real good too, what up Uncle Face 

I'm a bull in this industry man 

Some rapper run down and get one kind 

I think i rather walk down and get em 

all you know what im talkin about, right 



I'm never goin no where so don't try me 

My music sticks in fans veins like an IV, 

Flows poison like ivey, oh they grind me 

Already offers on my 6th album for labels tryna sign me 

Respect it highly, high Mr. O'reilly 

Hope all is well kiss the plaintiff and the wifey 

Drove threw the window, the industry supersized me 

Now the girls see me and a rivers what they cry me 

Now i'm on the rise so many people despise me 

Got party ammunition for those tryna surprise me 

It's a celebration and everyone should invite me 

Roll with the crew or meet the bottom of a nike 

Explore it like Dora, these swipers can't swipe me 

My whole aura's so mean in my white tee 

No body light skinned been rappin harder since Ice-T 

You disagree take the Tysen approach and bite me 



* Don't slip up or get got (Why not man?) 

Cause i'm comin for that number one spot (Alright) 

Rappers swearin they on top (eh uh eh uh) 

But i'm coming for that number one spot (Alright man) 

Skeem skeem plot plot (say WHAT!?) 

I'm comin for that number one spot (Whoo!) 

Keepin it goin it wont stop (what you doin man?) 

I'm comin for that number one spot 



Yes indeed ludacris im hotta then Nevada 

Ready to break the steering column in your impala 

If i get caught, bail out popo i tell em holla 

In court i never show up like Austin Powers faja 

Father, Father and hey i love gold 

But can buy anything I want from the records i've sold 

Jacuzzi hot, crystal it's so cold 

Neighbors catch contacts from the blunts that i roll 

A pig in a blank and smoke and a pancake 

Drop albums non-stop once a year for my fans sake 

I crush mic's until my hand breaks 

Then shag now and shag later til these women can't stand straight 

The Luda meister gotta feelin so randy 

I'm double XL so I call em my eye candy 

Brush my shoulder and i pop my collar 

Cause i'm worth a million, gazillion, fafillion dollars 



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Causin lyracal disasters, its the master 

Make music for mini-me's, models and fat bastards 

These women tryna get me out my pelly pelly's 

They strip off my clothes and tell me, "get in my belly" 

Stay on the track, hit the ground runnin like flojo 

Sit back in time and i never lost my mojo 

Lady's and gentlemen, boys and girls 

Ludacris sent down to take over the whole world 



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