What up, ay shawty it is What up, ay what it is up, ay shawty what it is
Little buddy what you on, some shit Two laid back, still wylin' shit What up, hey I got the potion a sip of this and put yo back in motion
Little buddy what you on, some violent Two laid back, still wylin' shit What up, hey I got the potion Take a sip of this and put yo in motion
Man I'm like a needle in a haystack, so face Go back to the board connect dot but cant trace that Matter fact erase 'cuz on this base track get your face slapped And I'm straight so don't chase
Try somethin' n shit, so listen n shit about what hip-hop is missin' n shit I'm about to a void Ludacris born in Illinois, in Atlanta hammers since I was a little boy
Ain't nobody like me, say they wanna me Fight me, to me now but it ain't like me swear they sight me Just 'cuz hes light with braids in his hair Don't that nigga look like me'
get your mind right, livin' in the lime life So picture what do for my Jimmy and a Klondike Bar, bar, hardyhar, tell your momma I'm a Superstar
buddy what you on, some violent shit Two laid back, still wylin' shit up, hey baby I got the potion Take a sip of this and put yo in motion
Little what you on, some violent shit Two laid back, still wylin' shit What up, hey baby I got the Take a sip of this and put your back in
Only stand 5 '8, but a big shot I got a big cock Clean every day, stay fresher then in a zip-lock Tell your man to kick rocks, when I my pit stops
I'm in, then its hard to get me out I'm a slipnot be a leader and not, no not a follower Only hang with that got more twist then Oliver Not of a hollara but I like to borrow her lips Bringin' out the best in me, specially if a swollowa
Freaky deaky man, and I'm sayin' hello man To all the lovely ladies that like to jiggle like man booty, small waist, put em' in a small place And if ain't no ass where I'm at I'm in the wrong place
Bail a bondsman, but keep em dancin' Got pop stay black like Bob Johnson Who the hell is in that fancy car Tell your momma I'm a Superstar
Little buddy you on, some violent shit Two laid back, still wylin' shit What up, hey baby I got the a sip of this and put yo back in motion
Little buddy what you on, violent shit Two steppin' laid back, still shit What up, hey baby I got the a sip of this and put yo back in motion
Jump down turn around a bale of cotton Jump turn around pick a bale a hay Ohh Lordy pick a of cotton Ohh Lordy a pail of hay
Jump down turn around pick a bale of Jump down turn around pick a a hay Ohh pick a pail of cotton Ohh Lordy pick a of hay
Still workin' a slave learnin' tricks of the trade In a ghetto of mind say I'm rich and I'm paid Pickin' records cotton in the thick of the day I'm spoiled and I'm rotten in a sinister way
Life no different then all minimum wage More but still locked in a similar cage Either losers of tomorrow, or we today Now just that and there's nothin' missin' to say but
Little buddy what you on, some violent Two steppin' back, still wylin' shit What up, hey I got the potion a sip of this and put yo back in motion
Little buddy you on, some violent shit Two steppin' laid back, still wylin' What up, hey I got the potion Take a sip of this and put yo back in