Coming 2 America Ludacris

[Production by Bangladesh]

[Intro]
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, Disturbing 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 peasants

[Verse 1: Ludacris]
These bitches throwin' rose petals at my feet mayne!
They wanna spoil me, treatin' me like royalty
What am I '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 ATL; 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 testing me, is like pit bulls put up to poodles
My rap career goes back further than your father hairline
It's ludicrous - I pack more nuts than Delta Airlines
I'm fly, even when I get high I work cash
And even got my coach 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 Voorhies