Woa don't slip up or get got
Back again
(That's right)
(Why not man?)
In court I never show up like Austin Powers fa-zha
Now the girls see me and a river's what they cry me
(Why not man?)
Brush my shoulder and I pop my collar
Ready to break the steerin' column on yo Impala
(Say what?)
Hope all is well kiss the plantiff and the wifey
Yes indeed Ludacris I'm hotter than Nevada
My music sticks in fans veins like an IV
Ludacris sit down and take over the whole world
(Alright)
Explorer like Dora these swipers can't swipe me
I crush mics until my hand breaks
(Alright man)
You know what I'm talkin 'bout right? Look
I'm comin' for that number one spot
But can buy anything I want from the records I've sold
I think I'd rather walk down and get 'em all
Already offers on my 6th album from labels tryin' to sign me
(Feel this)
Scheme, scheme, plot, plot
Keep it goin' it won't stop
Jacuzzi's hot, cristal is so cold
Luda
Woa don't slip up or get got
(Surprise)
If I get caught bail out po-po I tell 'em holla
(Holla at 'em man)
I'm a bull in this industry man
Father, father and hey I love gold
I'm comin' for that number one spot
I'm comin' for that number one spot
(Tell 'em)
But I'm comin' for they number one spot
(Alright)
Some would rather run down and get one cow
Nobody light-skinded reppin' harder since Ice-T
(What you doin' man?)
The Luda-meister got 'em feelin so randy
I'm comin' for that number one spot
(Alright)
You disagree take the Tyson approach and bite me
Got party ammunition for those tryin' to surprise me
(Say what?)
Rappers swearin' they on top
I'm comin' for that number one spot
Flows poison like Ivy oh they grimy
Drove through the window the industry supersized me
Stay on the track hit the ground running like Flo-Jo
Woa don't slip up or get got
(Why not man?)
(What you doin' man?)
Rappers swearin' they on top
Make music for mini-me's models and fat bastards
'Coz I'm worth a million ga-zillion fa-fillion dollars
Scheme, scheme, plot, plot
(Alright man)
It gets meaner and meaner each time baby
(Say what?)
Sent back in time and I've never lost my mojo
Keep it goin' it won't stop
They strip off my clothes and tell me "Get in my belly"
I'm comin' for that number one spot
(What you doin' man?)
Causin' lyrical disasters it's the master
Then shag now and shag later till these women can't stand straight
Respected highly hi Mr. O'Reilly
A pig in a blanket, a smoke and a pancake
Scheme, scheme, plot, plot
Neighbours catch contacts from the blunts that I've rolled
I'm comin' for that number one spot
My whole aura's so mean in my white tee
Drop albums non-stop once a year for my fans sake
But I'm comin' for they number one spot
It's a celebration and everyone should invite me
Ladies and gentlemen ahh boys and girls
These women tryin' yo get me out my pelle, pelle
(Alright man)
I'm on the rise so many people despise me
I'm double XL so I call 'em my 'Eye Candy'
Roll with the crew or meet the bottom of our Nikes
What up Uncle Face?
Keep it goin' it won't stop
Rappers swearin' they on top
But I'm comin' for they number one spot
Feelin' real good too
I'm never goin' nowhere so don't try me
I'm comin' for that number one spot
