Yeah come see this nigga 
Come see this ol' light-skinned mothafucka 
I seen him and i'm addicted 
Disturbin tha peace is the click 
Please tell these fake ass niggas who you are 

[ludacris] 
I be dat nigga named luda' 
Alert alert it's the atllien intruder 
College park waterboy, spittin in tha c-cooler 
I jam till they deaf, they call me slick dick da ruler 
Women indeed, keep ya eyes closed 
'bow blows, come out dem clothes hoe 
Low pros, low bows, watch out for the po-po 
And i chose, to be dat numba one contender, southern offender 
Fuckin up ya whole agenda 
When i walk you try to run 
When i run you try to hide 
You skated the snap of my finger 
Call me golden gley 
Its you and i, do or die, who am i? 
I got a pocket full of family stones, cats think i'm sly 
Oh why try, you one of dem niggaz that like to cheat death 
And i'm one of dem niggaz that rip up excursions 
Til there is no seats left 
You shit out wheat chex and fart out deep breaths 
While we toss darts at the bottom of y'all v-necks 

-skit 
Who? 
Dat nigga cris? 
Oh dat nigga is aight 
Dat nigga can't fuck wit me thou 
Let me get on da mic 
Nigga, who da fuck are you nigga 

[ludacris] 
I be dat nigga bronze bridges 
Playaz wanna ball or go on strike cause of my pitches 
They think i want they bitches 
But i don't want no pigeons 
Yet pigeons can scrub my dishes 
And ya'll don't want no scrubs till ya'll pull out ya'll extensions 
Ya'll in school detention that'll neva come out 
Man i'll catch yo achilles tendon and put a sock in yo mouth 
Cause we da shit in the south, they know what i'm talkin bout 
You see we jack and we daniels, y'all earl and ralph 
4-ize twirl it out, lick it dry and tend it to flames 
Not even joshua can come to +war+ wit dis +games+ 
These bitch niggaz is lame and come down wit da reigns 
You all wet behind da ears but its a drought in ya brain 
And dats tha simple and plain man 
Three w dot shhhh 
(man dat dude luder's got some hotter than hot shhh) 
Well sh-sh-sh-shut da fuck up 
Before you get cu-cu-cut-cut da fuck up 

-hold on man 
Hold on lil buddy 
Ya'll talkin bout shorty man 
Shorty up at da radio station man? 
Shorty be poppin man? 
Man, let the name be known 
Who ya'll talkin bout 

[ludacris] 
I be dat nigga dat lova lova 
I'm nastier than thinkin about yo' parents sex each other 
No glove, no love, betta tell yo dick to run for cover 
So when lightening strikes, you can be safe on a few rubbers 
If you know what i mean 
Not everybody is mr and mrs. clean 
Some get burnt like freddie kruger, sweat dreams 
Girls backin dey ass up now they 400 degrees ha 
Hot girl, tryin to give to niggaz up on da block girl 
Have you screamin "stop girl" 
I rock worlds with my 9 inch louieville slugga 
Still wonder why they call me lova lova 
Self explainatruim 
Ass valedictorian 
I bring 'em back to da future like a '85 delorium 
Da luda drug emporium 
On da counter prescription 
You like my diction 
And my doctor nurse convention 
I put da stethoscope quite close to yo tittie 
Have yo butt checks red-man like uncle quilly 

[ludacris] *talking 
See me, see me 
Ha ha ha 
C e o 
D t p 
Infamous 2-0 
Fate forsta 
4-ize-zy 
Shondrez-zy on da beat 
Playa circle to ya boy 
Icollege park nigga 
Virgo nigga, what wha 
Ahh ahh ahh....