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Number One Spot

Yeah baby yeahBack again

(That's right)

Luda

(Feel this)

It gets meaner and meaner each time baby

Feelin' real good too

(Holla at 'em man)

What up Uncle Face?I'm a bull in this industry man

(Tell 'em)

Some would rather run down and get one cow

I think I'd rather walk down and get 'em all

You know what I'm talkin 'bout right? LookI'm never goin' nowhere so don't try me

My music sticks in fans veins like an IV

Flows poison like Ivy oh they grimy

Already offers on my 6th album from labels tryin' to sign meRespected highly hi Mr. O'Reilly

Hope all is well kiss the plantiff and the wifey

Drove through the window the industry supersized me

Now the girls see me and a river's what they cry meI'm on the rise so many people despise me

Got party ammunition for those tryin' to surprise me

(Surprise)

It's a celebration and everyone should invite me

Roll with the crew or meet the bottom of our NikesExplorer like Dora these swipers can't swipe me

My whole aura's so mean in my white tee

Nobody light-skinded reppin' harder since Ice-T

You disagree take the Tyson approach and bite meWoa don't slip up or get got

(Why not man?)

I'm comin' for that number one spot

(Alright)

Rappers swearin' they on top

But I'm comin' for they number one spot

(Alright man)Scheme, scheme, plot, plot

(Say what?)

I'm comin' for that number one spot

Keep it goin' it won't stop

(What you doin' man?)

I'm comin' for that number one spotYes indeed Ludacris I'm hotter than Nevada

Ready to break the steerin' column on yo Impala

If I get caught bail out po-po I tell 'em holla

In court I never show up like Austin Powers fa-zhaFather, father and hey I love gold

But can buy anything I want from the records I've sold

Jacuzzi's hot, cristal is so cold

Neighbours catch contacts from the blunts that I've rolledA 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 till these women can't stand straightThe Luda-meister got 'em feelin so randy

I'm double XL so I call 'em my 'Eye Candy'

Brush my shoulder and I pop my collar

'Coz I'm worth a million ga-zillion fa-fillion dollarsWoa don't slip up or get got

(Why not man?)

I'm comin' for that number one spot

(Alright)

Rappers swearin' they on top

But I'm comin' for they number one spot

(Alright man)Scheme, scheme, plot, plot

(Say what?)

I'm comin' for that number one spot

Keep it goin' it won't stop

(What you doin' man?)

I'm comin' for that number one spotCausin' lyrical disasters it's the master

Make music for mini-me's models and fat bastards

These women tryin' yo get me out my pelle, pelle

They strip off my clothes and tell me "Get in my belly"Stay on the track hit the ground running like Flo-Jo

Sent back in time and I've never lost my mojo

Ladies and gentlemen ahh boys and girls

Ludacris sit down and take over the whole worldWoa don't slip up or get got

(Why not man?)

I'm comin' for that number one spot

(Alright)

Rappers swearin' they on top

But I'm comin' for they number one spot

(Alright man)Scheme, scheme, plot, plot

(Say what?)

I'm comin' for that number one spot

Keep it goin' it won't stop

(What you doin' man?)

I'm comin' for that number one spot

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