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Ludacris - The Potion Lyrics

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  • What up aye shawty what it is
  • [repeat 3x]
  • [CHORUS]
  • Lil Buddy whatcha want some violent shit 2 steppin laid back still wildin shit what up
  • aye baby I got the potion Take a sip of this and put yo back in motion
  • [repeat 2x]
  • [VERSE 1]
  • Man I'm like a needle in a haystack so face that goin back to the drwing board connect dots
  • but can't trace that Matta fact erase that cause I'm this late track getcha face slapped and I'm
  • straight so don't taste that try somthin different and shit I'm listenin and shit speakin about
  • what hip-hop missin and shit I'm bout to feel aboard Ludacris born in illinois raisd in Atlanta
  • taught hamma since I was a little boy ain't nobody like me so they wanna fight me fight me step
  • to me now but it ain't like me people swear they sike me just cause he like skippy wit braids in
  • his hair don't mean that nigga look like me trick getcha mind right livin in a limelight so
  • picture what they'll do for my jimmy and a kondike Bar Bar hardy hard tell yo mama imma ghetto
  • superstar
  • [CHORUS]
  • [VERSE 2]
  • Only 75 I make but still a bigshot plus i gotta big clean everyday stay fresher than whats in
  • a ziploc tell yo man to kick rocks when I make my pit stops I'm in then its hard to get me out
  • like imma slip not Born to be a leader and not no not a follower only hang wit chicks that got mo
  • twist than Oliver And imma tell my hollower would i like to borrow her lips bringing out the best
  • in me specially if she's a swallower freaky-deaky yellow man to all the lovely ladys that like to
  • jiggle like jello man bigger booty small waist put'me in a small place and if it ain't no ass
  • where im at then I'm in the wrong place bells like a bondsman but keep'em dancin like Bob
  • Johnson who da hell is that in that fancy car tell yo mama imma ghetto superstar
  • [CHORUS]
  • [VERSE 3]
  • Jump down turn around
  • Pick a bell of cotton
  • Jump down turn around
  • Pick a bell of hay
  • Oh Lordy pick a bell of cotton
  • Oh Lordy Pick a bell of hay
  • [repeat 2x]
  • Still workin like a slave
  • Learnin tricks in da trade in da ghetto state of mind till im rich and I'm paid pickin records
  • Like cotton in the thick of the day
  • Till I'm spoiled and I'm rotten and they send us away life no different that ozar minimum wage
  • mo money but still locked in a similar cage either losers of tomorrow Now just that and theres
  • really nothin missin to say but

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