What up, ay what it is up, ay shawty what it is What up, ay what it is
Little buddy what you on, some violent 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 I got the potion 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 track get face slapped And I'm so don't chase that
Try somethin' different n shit, so n shit Speakin' about what hip-hop is 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 Fight me, to me now but it ain't like me People swear sight me Just 'cuz hes light skinned with braids in his Don't mean nigga look like me'
Trick get your mind right, livin' in the life So picture what they'll do for my 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 shit What up, hey I got the potion Take a sip of this and put yo back in
Little buddy what you on, some violent Two steppin' laid back, still shit What up, hey I got the potion Take a sip of this and put your in motion
stand 5 '8, but still a big shot Plus I got a big Clean every day, stay fresher then in a zip-lock Tell your man to rocks, when I make my pit stops
I'm in, then its hard to get me out like I'm a Wanna be a and not, no not a follower Only hang with chicks that got more then Oliver Not much of a hollara but I to borrow her lips Bringin' out the best in me, 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, small waist, put em' in a place And if ain't no ass I'm at then I'm in the wrong place
Bail like a bondsman, but keep em Got pop potential stay like Bob Johnson Who the hell is that in that car Tell your momma I'm a Superstar
buddy 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 yo in motion
Little buddy what you on, violent shit Two steppin' laid back, still shit What up, hey baby I got the Take a sip of this and put yo in motion
Jump down turn around pick a of cotton down turn around pick a bale a hay Ohh pick a pail of cotton Ohh pick a pail of hay
Jump down turn around pick a bale of Jump down turn pick a bale a hay Ohh pick a pail of cotton 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
no different then those all minimum wage More money but still locked in a similar Either losers of tomorrow, or we winners Now just that and there's really nothin' to say but
Little buddy what you on, some violent Two steppin' laid back, still wylin' up, hey baby I got the potion Take a sip of this and put yo in motion
buddy what 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 in motion