[00:00.00] 作曲 : Bridges, Crawford
[00:00.25] 作词 : BRIDGES, CHRISTOPHER BRIAN/CRAWFORD, SHONDRAE
[00:00.77]The royal penis is clean your highness
[00:02.64]Thank you' king shit
[00:05.40]Yeah motherfuckers! Welcome to the United States of America.
[00:09.08]Time to roll out the red carpet on y'all bitch asses.
[00:12.21]Hailin from the filthy' dirty South' where the Kings lay.
[00:16.65]Ludacris; Disturbin' Tha Peace family. Recognize royalty
[00:20.94]when you hear it. The throne has been taken' so kiss this
[00:25.00]nigga's earring. Luda throw some grapes on these bitches!
[00:27.81][Ludacris]
[00:28.00]These bitches throwin rose petals at my feet mayn!
[00:30.19]They wanna spoil me' treatin me like royalty;
[00:32.69]what I'm 'sposed to do? It's such a sweet thang
[00:35.13]Work that track' whip 'em like Kunta
[00:37.31]That's why they stay down' they loyal citizens of Zamunda
[00:40.00]By way of A-T-L; if you disagree
[00:42.88]don't even look at me ho don't pass go just go straight to jail
[00:46.06]With no probation or bail' but this ain't Monopoly
[00:48.56]
[00:49.50]It's Jolly Green Giants cause we smoke so much broccoli
[00:52.56]Uh-oh' Spaghetti-O's! Luda's oodles of noodles
[00:55.31]And testin me is like pitbulls put up to poodles
[00:58.19]My rap career goes back further than yo' father hairline
[01:01.25]It's Ludacris - I pack more nuts than Delta Airlines
[01:04.31]I'm fly' even when I get high I work cash
[01:07.31]And even got my coats bumped up to first class
[01:10.19]I'm boss to all employees - and I'm here to teach the principle
[01:13.88]Cause I've been saved by mo' bells than Lark Vorhees
[01:16.88]Man fuck that nigga 'Cris man' for real man. I'm tired of
[01:20.63]this shit man. Man I try to rap for the nigga' I try to get
[01:24.82]a nigga tracks; he ain't hearin my shit. Man for real.
[01:28.63]Man my four-year-old son can rap better than that nigga;
[01:31.75]man that nigga garbage. Man I got talent too' the nigga ain't
[01:34.63]hearin me. Man iii-iiiis this shit on? 'Cris' c'mon 'Cris.
[01:38.32]'Cris' f'real man. FUCK YOU NIGGA' MAN FUCK YOU!
[01:40.88][Ludacris]
[01:41.25]Fuck you too! What you wanna do' scrawny nigga
[01:43.50]But I got a arsenal of automatics down to twenty-twos
[01:46.38]Know how to use 'em' fight dirty as SHIT
[01:48.88]I throw a grenade and all-in-one bury a CLIQUE
[01:51.88]You see y'all got it all wrong like women in tuxedos
[01:55.19]And comin up shorter than five Danny DeVitos
[01:58.13]I'm on a cool ranch' get laid more than Fritos
[02:01.19]With five strippers' four wives and three amigos
[02:04.07]I go scuba divin in Bays at Montego
[02:07.13]I find gold links and snatch 'em like I'm Deebo
[02:10.25]But I'm the light-skinteted version of Mandingo
[02:12.82]I've seen more Beatles and Jagged Edges than Ringo
[02:16.25]I used to run numbers in line they caled me BINGO
[02:19.38]Cause I'm big' you a little star' you just twinkle
[02:22.38]Old asses like sharpeis' y'all all wrinkled
[02:25.07]And I stay with more BULLETS than yo' Billboard singles
[02:29.00]Ho that is just too much! You just gotta give applause
[02:33.38]he is definitely all - f'real yaseeI'msayin? Ha ha I be
[02:37.93]fuckin with him time' all the yahhmean? I'm sayin' I used
[02:42.03]to just now home come through he want filters a purple'
[02:45.09]he want quarters a purple now. I want y'all to trip with it
[02:49.10]man' I woulda sold him a Coupe we coulda played with'
[02:51.47]yaseewhatI'msayin?
[02:51.72][Ludacris]
[02:52.41]Yeah' can I get a little hit of that' little nigga with a bigga sack
[02:55.72]See piece of the bigger trap look at that God be rollin on that
[02:58.72]Where they kick it at? And a lot of people just don't know
[03:01.60]you Shady heard just Park don't go
[03:02.27]Quick to flip the bird up po'-po'
[03:03.46]Makin the way for that rodeo' that rodeo show!
[03:05.02]Gotta hit 'em with a reload' I gotta put 'em with the people
[03:07.14]I gotta make a nigga stop' drop' roll - oh no where the beat go?
[03:09.58]Bring that' shit back' didn't wanna hear that' clik-clak
[03:11.08]Tons of fun with guns
[03:11.89]Fuck all the lil' chit-chat get back get that get that
[03:13.96]Who knows' who goes there? Motherfuckers it's Poppa Bear
[03:15.77]Stop and stare; pourin out a lil' gasoline and then drop a flare
[03:18.52]Come on' FIRE! And you know I can't stop 'til I re-TIRE!
[03:20.96]Oh no' we stay swoll' rollin on Vogue TIRES!
[03:22.90]Right down the avenue' passin you rapidly stackin
[03:24.71]In the back of the Cadillac and packin emergency action
[03:26.71]Camera' LIGHT LIGHTS' throwin a punch and then FIGHT FIGHT
[03:28.58]Packin a lunch and then BITE BITE' A-T-L stay TIGHT TIGHT
[03:31.02]I'm just tryin to save ya shorty. I'ma let you know
[03:33.64]it's real down heah. When you ride down that two-eighty-five'
[03:35.77]and you go past Kincaid' get ready to go past that Cambleton Road
[03:38.15]fo' you get it cut free shorty just shave; cause dat where dem
[03:41.08]real niggaz at. I ain't lyin when you in Decatur and you flossin
[03:43.46]down Clintwood' Cambleton Road or Boulder to shave!
[03:44.90]Cause dat where dem real niggaz at. When you're goin down that
[03:47.27]
[03:57.23]ol' Nat Hill and you pass dat second waffle house 'fore you get
[04:00.67]to the rich niggaz daaang' cause dat where dem real niggaz at!
[04:13.23]Matter of fact' just shave when ya get to Georgia nigga.