What up, ay what it is What up, ay what it is What up, ay shawty it is
Little buddy what you on, violent shit Two laid back, still wylin' shit What up, hey baby I got the 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 a sip of this and put yo back in motion
Man I'm a needle in a haystack, so face that Go back to the drawin' board connect dot but trace that Matter fact erase that 'cuz on this base get your face slapped And I'm straight so chase that
Try somethin' different n shit, so n shit Speakin' what hip-hop is missin' n shit I'm about to fill a Ludacris born in Illinois, in Atlanta Tote hammers since I was a 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 skinned with braids in his hair Don't mean that nigga look me'
Trick get your mind right, in the lime life So what they'll do for my Jimmy and a Klondike Bar, bar, hardyhar, tell your momma I'm a Superstar
Little buddy 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 steppin' laid back, wylin' shit up, hey baby I got the potion Take a sip of this and put back in motion
Only stand 5 '8, but a big shot I got a big cock Clean every day, fresher then whats in a zip-lock Tell your man to rocks, when I make my pit stops
I'm in, then its to get me out like I'm a slipnot Wanna be a leader and not, no not a Only hang with chicks got more twist then Oliver Not much of a but I like to borrow her lips Bringin' out the best in me, specially if shes a
deaky yellow man, and I'm sayin' hello man To all the lovely ladies that to jiggle like jello man booty, small waist, put em' in a small place And if ain't no ass where I'm at then I'm in the place
like 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 what you on, some violent 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 you on, some violent shit Two steppin' laid back, wylin' shit up, hey baby I got the potion Take a sip of this and put yo in motion
Jump down turn around pick a of cotton Jump down turn around pick a a hay Ohh Lordy pick a pail of Ohh Lordy pick a of hay
Jump down turn around pick a of cotton Jump down around pick a bale a hay Ohh Lordy pick a pail of Ohh pick a pail of hay
Still like a slave learnin' tricks of the trade In a ghetto state of say I'm rich and I'm paid Pickin' records like in the thick of the day Till I'm and I'm rotten in a sinister way
Life no different those all minimum wage More money but still in a similar cage Either losers of tomorrow, or we 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 I got the potion Take a sip of this and put yo in motion
Little buddy what you on, some shit Two laid back, still wylin' shit What up, hey baby I got the Take a sip of and put yo back in motion