Ludacris Coming 2 America Lyrics

The royal p____ is clean your highness
Thank you, king s___

Yeah m_________ers! Welcome to the United States of America.
Time to roll out the red carpet on y'all b____ a__es.
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
n____'s earring. Luda throw some grapes on these b____es!

[Ludacris]
These b____es 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 b__ped 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 f___ that n____ 'Cris man, for real man. I'm tired of
this s___ man. Man I try to rap for the n____, I try to get
a n____ tracks; he ain't hearin my s___. Man for real.
Man my four-year-old son can rap better than that n____;
man that n____ garbage. Man I got talent too, the n____ ain't
hearin me. Man iii-iiiis this s___ on? 'Cris, c'mon 'Cris.
'Cris, f'real man. f___ YOU n____, MAN f___ YOU!

[Ludacris]
f___ you too! What you wanna do, scrawny n____
But I got a a___nal of automatics down to twenty-twos
Know how to use 'em, fight dirty as s___
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 s_____ '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 a__es 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 - yasee WHAT I'msayin? Ha ha I be
f___in with him all the time, yah know what I mean? I'm sayin, I used
to just sell home herb (?) now home come through he want fiftys OF purple,
he want quarters OF purple now. I DONT KNOW HOW to trip with it
man, I just sold him a QP last week of the flava,
yaseewhatI'msayin?

[Ludacris]
Yeah, can I get a little hit of that, little n____ 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 n____ stop, drop, roll - oh no where the beat go?
Bring that, s___ back, didn't wanna hear that, clik-clak
Tons of fun with guns
f___ all the lil' chit-chat get back get that get that
Who knows, who goes there? m_________ers it's Poppa Bear
Stop and stare; pourin out a lil' gasoline and then drop a flare
I'm 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 shake; cause dat where dem
real n____z at. I ain't lyin when you in Decatur and you flossin
down Glenwood, Candler Road or Rainbow to shake!
Cause dat where dem real n____z at. When you're goin down that
ol' Nat Hill and you pass dat second waffle house 'fore you get
to the rich n____z daaang, cause dat where dem real n____z at!
Matter of fact, just shake when ya get to Georgia n____.