And I'm straight so don't chase that
Try somethin' different n shit, so listen n shit
Two steppin' laid back, still wylin' shit
Bail like a bondsman, but keep em dancin'
What up, hey baby I got the potion
Tell your man to kick rocks, when I make my pit stops
What up, hey baby I got the potion
Little buddy what you on, some violent shit
Two steppin' laid back, still wylin' shit
Ohh Lordy pick a pail of cotton
Little buddy what you on, some violent shit
Take a sip of this and put yo back in motion
What up, hey baby I got the potion
Pickin' records like cotton in the thick of the day
Got pop potential stay black like Bob Johnson
Tell your momma I'm a Ghetto Superstar
What up, hey baby I got the potion
So picture what they'll do for my Jimmy and a Klondike
Jump down turn around pick a bale a hay
Two steppin' laid back, still wylin' shit
Little buddy what you on, some violent shit
What up, hey baby I got the potion
Bringin' out the best in me, specially if shes a swollowa
Go back to the drawin' board connect dot but cant trace that
Take a sip of this and put yo back in motion
Just 'cuz hes light skinned with braids in his hair
Wanna be a leader and not, no not a follower
Matter fact erase that 'cuz on this base track get your face slapped
Take a sip of this and put yo back in motion
Life no different then those all minimum wage
Two steppin' laid back, still wylin' shit
More money but still locked in a similar cage
Freaky deaky yellow man, and I'm sayin' hello man
Who the hell is that in that fancy car
Jump down turn around pick a bale a hay
Little buddy what you on, some violent shit
Fight me, step to me now but it ain't like me
Either losers of tomorrow, or we winners today
Ludacris born in Illinois, raised in Atlanta
What up, ay shawty what it is
Ohh Lordy pick a pail of cotton
Take a sip of this and put yo back in motion
Man I'm like a needle in a haystack, so face that
Two steppin' laid back, still wylin' shit
Clean every day, stay fresher then whats in a zip-lock
What up, hey baby I got the potion
Little buddy what you on, some violent shit
I'm in, then its hard to get me out like I'm a slipnot
Now just that and there's really nothin' missin' to say but
Take a sip of this and put yo back in motion
Take a sip of this and put your back in motion
Two steppin' laid back, still wylin' shit
Two steppin' laid back, still wylin' shit
Bigger booty, small waist, put em' in a small place
Jump down turn around pick a bale of cotton
Not much of a hollara but I like to borrow her lips
Only stand 5 '8, but still a big shot
Speakin' about what hip-hop is missin' n shit
To all the lovely ladies that like to jiggle like jello man
Bar, bar, hardyhar, tell your momma I'm a Ghetto Superstar
Take a sip of this and put yo back in motion
Ohh Lordy pick a pail of hay
Still workin' like a slave learnin' tricks of the trade
I'm about to fill a void
Plus I got a big cock
People swear they sight me
Trick get your mind right, livin' in the lime life
Don't mean that nigga look like me'
What up, hey baby I got the potion
Ohh Lordy pick a pail of hay
Till I'm spoiled and I'm rotten in a sinister way
Only hang with chicks that got more twist then Oliver
Jump down turn around pick a bale of cotton
Little buddy what you on, some violent shit
And if ain't no ass where I'm at then I'm in the wrong place
Two steppin' laid back, still wylin' shit
Little buddy what you on, some violent shit
In a ghetto state of mind say I'm rich and I'm paid
Little buddy what you on, some violent shit
Tote hammers since I was a little boy
What up, hey baby I got the potion
Ain't nobody like me, say they wanna bite me
