Lyrics:

[Ludacris talking]
Yeah baby...heh heh...yea
Back again...Luda
Gets meaner and meaner each time baby
Feelin real good too, what up Uncle Face
I'm a bull in this industry man
Some rapper run down and get one kind
I think i rather walk down and get em
all you know what im talkin about, right

[Verse]

I'm never goin no where so don't try me
My music sticks in fans veins like an IV,
Flows poison like ivey, oh they grind me
Already offers on my 6th album for labels tryna sign me
Respect it highly, high Mr. O'reilly
Hope all is well kiss the plaintiff and the wifey
Drove threw the window, the industry supersized me
Now the girls see me and a rivers what they cry me
Now i'm on the rise so many people despise me
Got party ammunition for those tryna surprise me
It's a celebration and everyone should invite me
Roll with the crew or meet the bottom of a nike
Explore it like Dora, these swipers can't swipe me
My whole aura's so mean in my white tee
No body light skinned been rappin harder since Ice-T
You disagree take the Tysen approach and bite me

Don't slip up or get got (Why not man?)
Cause i'm comin for that number one spot (Alright)
Rappers swearin they on top (eh uh eh uh)
But i'm coming for that number one spot (Alright man)
Skeem skeem plot plot (say WHAT!?)
I'm comin for that number one spot (Whoo!)
Keepin it goin it wont stop (what you doin man?)
I'm comin for that number one spot

Yes indeed ludacris im hotta then Nevada
Ready to break the steering column in your impala
If i get caught, bail out popo i tell em holla
In court i never show up like Austin Powers faja
Father, Father and hey i love gold
But can buy anything I want from the records i've sold
Jacuzzi hot, crystal it's so cold
Neighbors catch contacts from the blunts that i roll
A pig in a blank and smoke and a pancake
Drop albums non-stop once a year for my fans sake
I crush mic's until my hand breaks
Then shag now and shag later til these women can't stand straight
The Luda meister gotta feelin so randy
I'm double XL so I call em my eye candy
Brush my shoulder and i pop my collar
Cause i'm worth a million, gazillion, fafillion dollars

Don't slip up or get got (Why not man?)
Cause i'm comin for that number one spot (Alright)
Rappers swearin they on top (eh uh eh uh)
But i'm coming for that number one spot (Alright man)
Skeem skeem plot plot (say WHAT!?)
I'm comin for that number one spot (Whoo!)
Keepin it goin it wont stop (what you doin man?)
I'm comin for that number one spot

Causin lyracal disasters, its the master
Make music for mini-me's, models and fat bastards
These women tryna get me out my pelly pelly's
They strip off my clothes and tell me, 'get in my belly'
Stay on the track, hit the ground runnin like flojo
Sit back in time and i never lost my mojo
Lady's and gentlemen, boys and girls
Ludacris sent down to take over the whole world

Don't slip up or get got (Why not man?)
Cause i'm comin for that number one spot (Alright)
Rappers swearin they on top (eh uh eh uh)
But i'm coming for that number one spot (Alright man)
Skeem skeem plot plot (say WHAT!?)
I'm comin for that number one spot (Whoo!)
Keepin it goin it wont stop (what you doin man?)
I'm comin for that number one spot