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