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 y'all 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

nigga's 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 I'm 'sposed to do? It's such a sweet thang

Work that track, whip 'em like Kunta

That's why they stay down, they loyal citizens of Zamunda

By way of A-T-L; if you disagree

don't even look at me ho don't pass go just go straight to jail

With no probation or bail, but this ain't Monopoly

It's Jolly Green Giants cause we smoke so much broccoli

Uh-oh, Spaghetti-O's! Luda's oodles of noodles

And testin me is like pitbulls put up to poodles

My rap career goes back further than yo' father hairline

It's Ludacris - I pack more nuts than Delta Airlines

I'm fly, even when I get high I work cash

And even got my coats bumped up to first class

I'm boss to all employees - and I'm here to teach the principle

Cause I've been saved by mo' bells than Lark Vorhees



Man fuck that nigga 'Cris man, for real man. I'm tired of

this shit man. Man I try to rap for the nigga, I try to get

a nigga tracks; he ain't 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 ain't

hearin me. Man iii-iiiis this shit on? 'Cris, c'mon 'Cris.

'Cris, f'real man. FU