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Coming 2 America

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Yeah motherfuckers! welcome to the united states of america.

Time to roll out the red carpet on y`all bitch asses.

Hailin from the filthy, dirty south, where the kings lay.

Ludacris; disturbin` tha peace family. recognize royalty

When you hear it. the throne has been taken, so kiss this

Nigga`s earring. luda throw some grapes on these bitches!

[ludacris]

These bitches throwin rose petals at my feet mayn!

They wanna spoil me, treatin me like royalty;

What i`m `sposed to do? it`s such a sweet thang

Work that track, whip `em like kunta

That`s why they stay down, they loyal citizens of zamunda

By way of a-t-l; if you disagree

Don`t even look at me ho don`t pass go just go straight to jail

With no probation or bail, but this ain`t monopoly

It`s jolly green giants cause we smoke so much broccoli

Uh-oh, spaghetti-o`s! luda`s oodles of noodles

And testin me is like pitbulls put up to poodles

My rap career goes back further than yo` father hairline

It`s ludacris - i pack more nuts than delta airlines

I`m fly, even when i get high i work cash

And even got my coats bumped up to first class

I`m boss to all employees - and i`m here to teach the principle

Cause i`ve been saved by mo` bells than lark vorhees

Man fuck that nigga `cris man, for real man. i`m tired of

This shit man. man i try to rap for the nigga, i try to get

A nigga tracks; he ain`t hearin my shit. man for real.

Man my four-year-old son can rap better than that nigga;

Man that nigga garbage. man i got talent too, the nigga ain`t

Hearin me. man iii-iiiis this shit on? `cris, c`mon `cris.

`cris, f`real man. fuck you nigga, man fuck you!

[ludacris]

Fuck you too! what you wanna do, scrawny nigga

But i got a arsenal of automatics down to twenty-twos

Know how to use `em, fight dirty as shit

I throw a grenade and all-in-one bury a clique

You see y`all got it all wrong like women in tuxedos

And comin up shorter than five danny devitos

I`m on a cool ranch, get laid more than fritos

With five strippers, four wives and three amigos

I go scuba divin in bays at montego

I find gold links and snatch `em like i`m deebo

But i`m the light-skinteted version of mandingo

I`ve seen more beatles and jagged edges than ringo

I used to run numbers in line they caled me bingo

Cause i`m big, you a little star, you just twinkle

Old asses like sharpeis, y`all all wrinkled

And i stay with more bullets than yo` billboard singles

Ho that is just too much! you just gotta give applause

He is definitely all f`real - yaseei`msayin? ha ha i be

Fuckin with him all the time, yahhmean? i`m sayin, i used

To just (?) now home come through he want filters a purple,

He want quarters a purple now. i want y`all to trip with it

Man, i woulda sold him a coupe (?) we coulda played with,

Yaseewhati`msayin?

[ludacris]

Yeah, can i get a little hit of that, little nigga with a bigga sack

See piece of the bigger trap look at that god be rollin on that

Where they kick it at? and a lot of people just don`t know

Shady park you heard just don`t go

Quick to flip the bird up po`-po`

Makin the way for that rodeo, that rodeo show!

Gotta hit `em with a reload, i gotta put `em with the people

I gotta make a nigga stop, drop, roll - oh no where the beat go?

Bring that, shit back, didn`t wanna hear that, clik-clak

Tons of fun with guns

Fuck all the lil` chit-chat get back get that get that

Who knows, who goes there? motherfuckers it`s poppa bear

Stop and stare; pourin out a lil` gasoline and then drop a flare

Come on, fire! and you know i can`t stop `til i re-tire!

Oh no, we stay swoll, rollin on vogue tires!

Right down the avenue, passin you rapidly stackin

In the back of the cadillac and packin emergency action

Camera, light lights, throwin a punch and then fight fight

Packin a lunch and then bite bite, a-t-l stay tight tight

I`m just tryin to save ya shorty. i`ma let you know

It`s real down heah. when you ride down that two-eighty-five,

And you go past kincaid, get ready to go past that cambleton road

Fo` you get it cut free shorty just shave; cause dat where dem

Real niggaz at. i ain`t lyin when you in decatur and you flossin

Down clintwood, cambleton road or (?) boulder to shave!

Cause dat where dem real niggaz at. when you`re goin down that

Ol` nat hill and you pass dat second waffle house `fore you get

To the rich niggaz daaang, cause dat where dem real niggaz at!

Matter of fact, just shave when ya get to georgia nigga.

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