I Ain't The One

[Intro: Ludacris]

I ain't the one

[Chorus: Ludacris]

When you see me in the streets

You better duck quick

Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

[Verse 1: Ludacris]

I'm in the streets

With my street clothes

All up in the club lookin for the freak hoes

With them dope boys

Who make the best bucks

Moving packages, like UPS trucks

Paraphernalia in my stash box

I hit a button and the Bentley makes his ass drop

Yo rims too small

Gone shoo fly

These 24's that's Ronald McDonald's shoe size

Fresh pair of J's

I brought the Mike's out

And some ammo that'll knock a nigga lights out

Choppas everywhere

Call me the butcher

I got an AK and I ain't talking Ashton Kutcher

[Chorus: Ludacris]

When you see me in the streets

You better duck quick

Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

When you see me in the streets

You better duck quick

Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]

2 Chainz!

3 Cell phones

I don't never answer (never)

4 girlfriends, 3 of em dancers

I'm doin shows

Yours is gettin cancelled

I'm the type that mix cough syrup with a Fanta

A-T-L-A-N-T-A that my resident

Jury on same color as the president (black)

2 Chainz I ain't ringing like a ringtone

Mink hat, mink coat

I'm feeling like King Kong

I ain't the one

Bitch this my theme song

Throwing blunts back and forth like ping-pong

I'm getting to the money's apostrophe

I fucked her on a pile of clothes

She a closet freak

[Chorus: Ludacris]

When you see me in the streets

You better duck quick

Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

When you see me in the streets

You better duck quick

Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

[Verse 3: Ludacris]

I got some head from this chick

She like my baritone

Her name was Tara

She said welcome to the taradome

Phantom driver head

I'm the worst

All blue body lose the top I'm papa smurf Ayee

Hit the strip club

Bring the bucks out

Same way every day like a bus route

Lone ranger, no tonto

So my nine got my back

Like Rajon Rondo

The gat is out

Pulling night duty

Always exposed

Like Ice T wife booty

Pull a double shift

I'm on my grind

Watch 80 grand swag workin overtime

[Chorus: Ludacris]

When you see me in the streets

You better duck quick

Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

When you see me in the streets

You better duck quick

Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit