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Little buddy what you on, some violent Two steppin' laid back, still shit up, hey baby I got the potion Take a sip of this and put yo back in
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 drawin' board dot but cant trace that Matter fact erase that 'cuz on base track get your face slapped And I'm straight so don't that
Try somethin' different n shit, so listen n Speakin' about hip-hop is missin' n shit I'm about to fill a Ludacris born in Illinois, raised in Tote hammers since I was a boy
Ain't like me, say they wanna bite me Fight me, step to me now but it like me People they sight me Just hes light skinned with braids in his hair Don't mean that nigga like me'
Trick get your mind right, livin' in the lime So picture they'll do for my Jimmy and a Klondike Bar, bar, hardyhar, 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 and put yo back in motion
buddy what you on, some violent shit Two steppin' laid back, still wylin' 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 Plus I got a big Clean every day, stay fresher then whats in a 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 that got more twist then Oliver Not much of a hollara but I to borrow her lips Bringin' out the best in me, if shes a swollowa
deaky yellow man, and I'm sayin' hello man To all the lovely ladies like to jiggle like jello man Bigger booty, small waist, put em' in a small And if no ass where I'm at then I'm in the wrong place
Bail like a bondsman, but em dancin' Got pop stay black like Bob Johnson Who the hell is that in fancy car your momma I'm a Ghetto Superstar
Little buddy what you on, some violent Two steppin' laid back, still wylin' What up, hey I got the potion Take a sip of this and put yo back in
buddy what you on, some violent shit Two steppin' laid back, wylin' shit What up, hey baby I got the a sip of this and put yo back in motion
Jump down turn pick a bale of cotton down turn around pick a bale a hay Ohh Lordy pick a pail of Ohh Lordy pick a of hay
Jump down turn around a bale of cotton Jump down around pick a bale a hay Ohh pick a pail of cotton Ohh Lordy a pail of hay
Still workin' like a learnin' tricks of the trade In a ghetto state of say I'm rich and I'm paid Pickin' records cotton in the thick of the day Till I'm spoiled and I'm in a sinister way
Life no different then those all minimum More money but locked in a similar cage Either losers of tomorrow, or we winners Now that and there's really nothin' missin' to say but
Little buddy what you on, some violent Two steppin' laid back, still wylin' What up, hey baby I got the a sip of this and put yo back in motion
Little buddy what you on, some violent Two steppin' laid back, wylin' shit What up, hey baby I got the Take a sip of this and put yo back in