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Number One Spot [Radio Edit]
by Ludacris



yeah baby haha yeah
woo back again
luda! (feel this) this gets meaner and meaner each time baby
feelin real good too (holla at em)
what up buckle face
im a bull in this industry man (tell em)
some would rather run down and get one cow
i think i'd rather walk down and get em all you know what i'm talking about right

Verse 1:
look i'm never going nowhere so don't try me
my music sticks in fan's veins like an IV
flows poison like ivy, holy grimey
already offers on my sixth album for labels trying to sign me
respected highly, hi mr. o'reilly
hope all is well, kiss the plaintiff and the wifey
drove through the window the industry super-sized me
now the girls see me in the rivers what the cry me
i'm on the rise so many people despise me
got party ammunition for those trying to surprise me (surprise)
it's a celebration and everyone should invite me
roll with the crew or meet the bottom of our nikes
explorer like dora these swipers can't swipe me
my whole auras so mean in my white tee
nobody light skinned reppin harder since Ice-T
you disagree take the Tyson approach and bite me

Chorus:

woah dont slip up or get got (why not man)
im coming for that number one spot (alright)
rappers swearing they on top (uh-uh uh-uh)
but im coming for they number one spot (alright man)
scheme scheme plot plot (say what)
im coming for that number one spot (woo hey)
keep it going it won't stop (what you doing man)
im coming for that number one spot

Verse 2:

yes indeed ludacris im hotter than nevada
ready to break the steering column on your impala
if i get caught, bail out po-po 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
jacuzzis hot, cristal is so cold
neighbors catch contacts from the blunts that i've rolled
a pig and a blanket a smoke and a pancake
drop albums nonstop once a year for my fans sake
i crush mics until my hand breaks
then shag now and shag later til these women can't stand straight
the luda meister got a feeling so randy
i'm double XL so i call her my eye candy
brush my shoulder and i pop my collar
cuz i'm worth a million gazillion fafillion dollars

Chorus

causing lyrical disasters it's the master
make music for mini-me's models and fat bastards
these women trying to get me out my pelly pellys
they strip off my clothes and tell me get in my belly
stay on the track hit the ground runnin like flo-jo
sent back in time and i never lost my mojo
ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls
ludacris sent down to take over the whole world

Chorus
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Lyrics submitted by mike.