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The Potion Lyrics
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 1x]
[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 1x]
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
[CHORUS]
[repeat 3x]
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 1x]
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
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
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 1x]
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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My favorite track off the new album, love the girls voice throughout the song...
i don't like much rap, but ludacris is cool, and this is a fuckin cool song.
"but still a bigshot plus i gotta big ("Cock")"
"I'm bout to feel aboard" should be "I'm bout to fill a void," as in what the music industry has been missing.
"like imma slip not," should be "like I'mma slipknot." I think he's talking about being hanged/lynched.
"kondike Bar"=Klondike Bar.
"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"
In each case here, it should be bail of cotton/hay, not bell. He's talking about slavery, and cotten and hay have never been measured in "bells."
"bells like a bondsman" = "bails like a bondsman." (The bondsman is the person you pay your bail to in order to get out of prison. Somebody must have bells on the brain here!)
"life no different that ozar ("than ozar"? no, it's "THOSE ON") minimum wage mo money but still locked in a similar cage either losers of tomorrow ("OR WE'RE WINNERS TODAY") Now just that and theres really nothin missin to say but..."
"freaky-deaky yellow man ("AND I'M SAYIN' 'HELLO,' MAN") to all the lovely ladies that like to jiggle like Jell-O, man"
Now, all corrections aside, I think this is one of the most awesome Ludacris songs out there. It's also one of the few rap songs that I would consider introducing my parents to because it is talking about issues of race more than sex/drugs/violence.
BigDaddy, thank you for posting the correct lyrics! I laughed my a** off when I read the original set that were posted here, and at how incorrect they were. I agree with you, this is one of the best songs by Ludacris. The beats make me want to play it over and over and over again. Anyway, just wanted to say thanks! :^)
I wish i was black :)