[INTRO:]
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I'm the MVP, I'm stupid with this rap shit
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[CHORUS:]
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Here I am, yep, I'm I'm I'm I I'm the man...word
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Here I am, yep, yep, I'm the m-man...word
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Here I am, yep, I'm the m-m-man...word
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DTP's about that bomb shit
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[VERSE 1:]
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When Premier puts the needle on the record then I put it on blaast,
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your flow is garbage, I throw it in the trash,
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I'm the MVP, I'm stupid with this rap shit,
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rewind the verse, make the track do a back flip,
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your speakers poppin' on a handstand,
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they snaek dissin' niggas, throwin' little jabs like Bam-Bam,
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and I'm a bad man,
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they amatures like at Apollo, I wipe 'em off the stage like Sandman,
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damn man, what the hell you smokin' on,
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it's Ludacris I got more cheese than Prombolon,
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and the chrome is home, so I'm never home alone,
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and only keep friends with 2-X chromosomes,
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so I command all these rappers: "Put the mic down!",
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throw a grenade in your mouth "Nigga, bite down!!",
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'cause I'm back with Premo on the track,
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takin' it to the essence, showin' niggas how to rap
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[CHORUS:]
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Here I am, yep, I'm I'm I'm I I'm the man...word
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Here I am, yep, yep, I'm the m-man...word
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Here I am, yep, I'm the m-m-man...word
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DTP's about that bomb shit
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[VERSE 2:]
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Still hungry as the day I began
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I heat the booth up so much the engineer caught a muthafuckin' tan,
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I'm the truth, when it comes to it,
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I hold Hip Hop for hostage, since 2000 I put a gun to it,
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and I run through it, like a jamaican boat,
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and everyday is a vacation on jamaican smoke,
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charge your whole block,
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talk shit, they hear the four pop,
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"One, Two!" and it don't stop,
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and my deliveries invaded your vicinity, Hennesy is my remedy, takin' shots like Kennedy,
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and I've been a G, for a long time,
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to these streets I'm connected like I'm online,
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on time for whatever,
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and everytime and album drop, I drop big like Voletta,
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I'm ahead of the competition, they wishin' I just fade off,
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my career for your life, let's trade off
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[CHORUS:]
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Here I am, yep, I'm I'm I'm I I'm the man...word
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Here I am, yep, yep, I'm the m-man...word
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Here I am, yep, I'm the m-m-man...word
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DTP's about that bomb shit
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[VERSE 3:]
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8 years in the game, ain't a damn thang change,
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so I brought it back to one of the tracks, so where the damn thang came,
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and he goin' down in history, 'cause he don't sleep,
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and he the first southern rapper on a Premo beat,
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I ate the kick and the snare,
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the samples always taste fine,
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and I shoot a hot sixteen from the baseline,
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I'm on point like CP3,
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and I'll be goin' down in rap as the MVP
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[CHORUS:]
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Here I am, yep, I'm I'm I'm I I'm the man...word
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Here I am, yep, yep, I'm the m-man...word
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Here I am, yep, I'm the m-m-man...word
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DTP's about that bomb shit
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MVP
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| Ludacris |
