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Ludacris - Coming 2 America Lyrics

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  • The royal penis is clean your highness
  • Thank you, king shit
  • Yeah mother*****ers! welcome to the united states of america.
  • Time to roll out the red carpet on yall ***** 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
  • Niggas earring. luda throw some grapes on these *****es!
  • [ludacris]
  • These *****es throwin rose petals at my feet mayn!
  • They wanna spoil me, treatin me like royalty;
  • What Im sposed to do? its such a sweet thang
  • Work that track, whip em like kunta
  • Thats why they stay down, they loyal citizens of zamunda
  • By way of a-t-l; if you disagree
  • Dont even look at me ho dont pass go just go straight to jail
  • With no probation or bail, but this aint monopoly
  • Its jolly green giants cause we smoke so much broccoli
  • Uh-oh, spaghetti-os! ludas oodles of noodles
  • And testin me is like pitbulls put up to poodles
  • My rap career goes back further than yo father hairline
  • Its ludacris - I pack more nuts than delta airlines
  • Im fly, even when I get high I work cash
  • And even got my coats bumped up to first class
  • Im boss to all employees - and Im here to teach the principle
  • Cause Ive been saved by mo bells than lark vorhees
  • Man ***** that nigga cris man, for real man. Im tired of
  • This shit man. man I try to rap for the nigga, I try to get
  • A nigga tracks; he aint 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 aint
  • Hearin me. man iii-iiiis this shit on? cris, cmon cris.
  • cris, freal man. ***** you nigga, man ***** you!
  • [ludacris]
  • ***** 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 yall got it all wrong like women in tuxedos
  • And comin up shorter than five danny devitos
  • Im 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 Im deebo
  • But Im the light-skinteted version of mandingo
  • Ive seen more beatles and jagged edges than ringo
  • I used to run numbers in line they caled me bingo
  • Cause Im big, you a little star, you just twinkle
  • Old asses like sharpeis, yall 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 freal - yaseeimsayin? ha ha I be
  • *****in with him all the time, yahhmean? Im sayin, I used
  • To just (? ) now home come through he want filters a purple,
  • He want quarters a purple now. I want yall to trip with it
  • Man, I woulda sold him a coupe (? ) we coulda played with,
  • Yaseewhatimsayin?
  • [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 dont know
  • Shady park you heard just dont 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, didnt wanna hear that, clik-clak
  • Tons of fun with guns
  • ***** all the lil chit-chat get back get that get that
  • Who knows, who goes there? mother*****ers its poppa bear
  • Stop and stare; pourin out a lil gasoline and then drop a flare
  • Come on, fire! and you know I cant 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
  • Im just tryin to save ya shorty. ima let you know
  • Its 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 aint lyin when you in decatur and you flossin
  • Down clintwood, cambleton road or (? ) boulder to shave!
  • Cause dat where dem real niggaz at. when youre 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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