What up, ay what it is What up, ay shawty it is up, ay shawty what it is
Little buddy what you on, some shit Two steppin' laid back, still shit What up, hey baby I got the Take a sip of this and put yo back in
Little buddy what you on, violent shit Two steppin' back, still wylin' shit up, hey baby I got the potion Take a sip of and put yo back in motion
Man I'm a needle in a haystack, so face that Go back to the drawin' connect dot but cant trace that Matter fact that 'cuz on this base track get your face slapped And I'm straight so don't that
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, raised in Tote hammers I was a little boy
nobody like me, say they wanna bite me Fight me, step to me now but it ain't me People swear sight me Just 'cuz hes light skinned with in his hair Don't mean 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 I'm a Ghetto Superstar
Little buddy what you on, some shit Two steppin' laid back, still wylin' What up, hey I got the potion a sip of this and put yo back in motion
Little what you on, some violent shit Two steppin' back, still wylin' shit What up, hey I got the potion Take a sip of this and put your back in
Only stand 5 '8, but still a big I got a big cock Clean every day, stay then whats in a zip-lock Tell man to kick rocks, when I make my pit stops
I'm in, then its to get me out like I'm a slipnot Wanna be a and not, no not a follower Only hang with chicks got more twist then Oliver Not much of a hollara but I to borrow her lips Bringin' out the in me, specially if shes a swollowa
Freaky deaky man, and I'm sayin' hello man To all the lovely ladies that to jiggle like jello man Bigger booty, 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 potential stay black Bob Johnson Who the hell is in that fancy car your momma I'm a Ghetto Superstar
Little buddy you on, some violent shit Two steppin' back, still wylin' shit up, hey baby I got the potion Take a sip of this and put yo back in
Little buddy what you on, violent shit Two steppin' laid back, wylin' shit What up, hey I got the potion a sip of this and put yo back in motion
Jump down turn around a bale of cotton Jump down turn pick a bale a hay Ohh pick a pail of cotton Ohh Lordy pick a of hay
Jump down turn pick a bale of cotton down turn around pick a bale a hay Ohh Lordy a pail of cotton Ohh Lordy a pail of hay
Still like a slave learnin' tricks of the trade In a ghetto state of mind say I'm and I'm paid Pickin' records cotton in the thick of the day Till I'm and I'm rotten in a sinister way
Life no different then those all wage More money but still locked in a cage Either of tomorrow, or we winners today Now that and there's really nothin' missin' to say but
buddy what you on, some violent shit Two steppin' laid back, still shit What up, hey baby I got the Take a sip of this and put yo back in
buddy what you on, some violent shit Two steppin' back, still wylin' shit What up, hey baby I got the Take a sip of this and put yo in motion