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 up, hey baby I got the potion Take a sip of and put yo back in motion
Little buddy what you on, some 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 like a in a haystack, so face that Go back to the board connect dot but cant trace that Matter fact erase that 'cuz on base track get your face slapped And I'm straight so don't chase
Try somethin' different n shit, so n shit Speakin' what hip-hop is missin' n shit I'm to fill a void Ludacris born in Illinois, in Atlanta hammers since I was a little boy
Ain't nobody like me, say they bite me me, step to me now but it ain't like me People they sight me Just 'cuz hes light skinned with braids in his 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 momma I'm a Ghetto
Little what you on, some violent shit Two steppin' laid back, still shit up, hey baby I got the potion Take a sip of and put yo back in motion
Little buddy what you on, violent shit Two laid back, still wylin' shit What up, hey I got the potion Take a sip of this and put back in motion
Only 5 '8, but still a big shot Plus I got a big Clean every day, stay fresher 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 that got 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 yellow man, and I'm hello man To all the lovely ladies that like to like jello man Bigger booty, waist, put em' in a small place And if no ass where I'm at then I'm in the wrong place
Bail like a bondsman, but em dancin' Got pop potential stay like Bob Johnson Who the is that in that fancy car Tell momma I'm a Ghetto Superstar
buddy what 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 in motion
Little buddy what you on, violent shit Two steppin' laid back, still shit up, hey baby I got the potion Take a sip of and put yo back in motion
down turn around pick a bale of cotton Jump down turn pick a bale a hay Ohh Lordy pick a pail of Ohh pick a pail of hay
Jump down turn around a bale of cotton down turn around pick a bale a hay Ohh Lordy pick a pail of 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 records like cotton in the thick of the day Till I'm and I'm rotten in a sinister way
Life no different those all minimum wage money but still locked in a similar cage Either losers of tomorrow, or we today Now just that and there's really nothin' to say but
buddy what you on, some violent 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 buddy what you on, some violent Two laid back, still wylin' shit up, hey baby I got the potion Take a sip of this and put yo in motion