Hi, my Ludacris, and I'm high as giraffe pussy And I'm close to the edge, so yo' parents can come me I curse so much just to get on nerves I got kids "Actin' a Fool" from the traps to the
My filthy mouth, it won't fight or beat plaque So I the tooth fairy and took my old teeth back I'll take a shit on the equator, the size of a And make government breathe harder than Darth Vader
It's the chicken and the beer makes Luda keep rappin' But no on my fork, I don't even speak pig Latin I go on my lake, with yo' bitch as the bait Plus I eat many MC's, but I gain no weight
The number one chief rocka, clean out yo' rap I'm as stiff as a board, more shook than maracas But my ain't for kids, if you dig 'em, you'll get smacked I'll clock ya, I'll forward, you fall back
Every album that I drop has got more ten bangers That's cause I'm a shot caller, y'all is Crank Yankers a damn thing changed but the ice on my chain To get chicks Portland, Oregon to Portland, Maine
Now I up torpedoes, get blunted with Rastas For a hefty fee, I'm on your record Bob Costas I own so jerseys I'm a throwback mess I hit the cleaners and tell 'em I want a full court
So toast your glass while I'm countin' my cash every single is a smash, I'm hot as a camel's ass The competition just want to admit that they lost And that they about as long as my part in the wash
yo' car to a crap game, no one rolls wit' you One of shoes got more sole than you So by the time you figure out why your record spinnin' I'm in the strip club smokin', President Clinton
So stand clear of the sideburns and goatee may the mold of the penis enlarger off me I'll be in another room I hit from the back Not to mention my refrigerator's taller Shaq
So yippie-kay-yay, If you can't swim, don't smoke my I've been lookin' for a woman to put my stamp on But a lot of y'all are mo' stuck up than
So wash all ya sins and stop playin' If God's line is busy you have to two-way him Then catch me in backyard, playin' croquet And I'm drunk tell them kids, "Drugs are bad, mmm'kay?"
Or me swing my chain at the Roscoe's off Pico Got seven cars, get all my rims at Chrome And think I'm bad, they say "Oooh he's so evil!" 'Cause I go on blind dates, with actual people
But my album's out the store, be on the shelf I heard you masturbate a lot, so y'all to yourself 'Cause these women want a man that stay up and stay the NBA, you gotta play hard or go home
All that shit y'all talkin', y'all can pop it to them 'Cause Ludacris beat you down with a prosthetic limb I put my foot so deep in yo' ass you can smell it And yo' will turn to Foot Locker water repellent
I'm the man, I got far as the eyes can see And I'm in a group, I split dough me, me and me So much money in my jewelry that I'm near sorry So I'm a trade my in, and get a Ferrari
I buy cars with cash, have meetings with Donald Trump y'all meet with Honda, no payments for 12 Take a at yo' life and no wonder you so sad Y'all put up with more shit a colostomy bag, fool!