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Coming 2 America lyrics

The royal penis is clean your highness
Thank you, king shit

Yeah motherfuckers! welcome to the united states of america.
Time to roll out the red carpet on yall 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
Niggas 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 Im sposed to do? its such a sweet thang
Work that track, whip em like kunta
Thats why they s
tay 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 fuck 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. fuck you nigga, man fuck you!

[ludacris]
Fuck you too! what you wanna do, scrawny nigga
But I got a arsena
l 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
Fuckin 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
Fuck all the lil chit-chat get back get that get that
Who knows, who goes there? motherfuckers 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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