Ludacris

Yeah baby... heh heh... yeah
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 would rather run down and get one cow
I think I rather walk down and get em
all you know what I'm talkin' about, right
Look
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 grind me
Already offers on my 6th album for labels tryin' to sign me
Respected highly, hi 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 river's what they cry me
Now I'm on the rise, so many people despise me
Got party ammunition for those tryin to surprise me
It's a celebration and everyone should invite me
Roll with the crew or meet the bottom of our Nikes
Explorer 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 Tyson approach and bite me
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, nuh uh)
But I'm coming for that number one spot (Alright, man)
Scheme, scheme, 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, I'm hotter than Nevada
Ready to break the steering column in your Impala
If I get caught, bail out po-po 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, Cristal is so cold
Neighbors catch contacts from the blunts that I roll
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 Ludameister got 'em 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
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, nuh uh)
But I'm coming for that number one spot (Alright, man)
Scheme, scheme, 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
Causin lyrical disasters, it's the master
Make music for Mini-Mes, 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
Sent 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
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, nuh uh)
But I'm coming for that number one spot (Alright, man)
Scheme, scheme, 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