Got pop potential stay black like Bob Johnson To all the lovely ladies that like to jiggle like jello manīigger booty, small waist, put em' in a small placeĪnd if ain't no ass where I'm at then I'm in the wrong placeīail like a bondsman, but keep em dancin' Not much of a hollara but I like to borrow her lipsīringin' out the best in me, specially if shes a swollowaįreaky deaky yellow man, and I'm sayin' hello man Only hang with chicks that got more twist then Oliver Wanna be a leader and not, no not a follower I'm in, then its hard to get me out like I'm a slipnot Tell your man to kick rocks, when I make my pit stops Take a sip of this and put your back in motionĬlean every day, stay fresher then whats in a zip-lock So picture what they'll do for my Jimmy and a Klondikeīar, bar, hardyhar, tell your momma I'm a Ghetto Superstar
Trick get your mind right, livin' in the lime life Just 'cuz hes light skinned with braids in his hair Ludacris born in Illinois, raised in AtlantaĪin't nobody like me, say they wanna bite meįight me, step to me now but it ain't like me Speakin' about what hip-hop is missin' n shit Try somethin' different n shit, so listen n shit Matter fact erase that 'cuz on this base track get your face slapped Go back to the drawin' board connect dot but cant trace that Man I'm like a needle in a haystack, so face that Take a sip of this and put yo back in motion Two steppin' laid back, still wylin' shit
#LUDACRIS INTRO RED LIGHT DISTRICT LYRICS CRACKER#
Stay strong and umm, ya'll keep playin' wit a cracker they gon' have yo ass, somewhere tied up wired up on them back roads of south Florida, Georgia.Īnd they made the laws so them shits can't do nothin' for you.Little buddy what you on, some violent shit You know, y'all gon' mess around and keep on complainin' about slavery, when uhh, that was over 40-50 years ago I ain't no saint either, I feel I'm even doin' wrongīy usin' what's in this chorus just to get thru this song Whether it's drugs or diseases or it's, gun by gun 'Cause they constantly gettin' rid of us, one by one Wake up, and open ya eyes to what the fucks is goings on Tell my people to spend ya money wisely, don't be absurdīuy some things that appreciate, like what, like a home It ain't much I can do about it, but preach the word What's really got me wonderin' if it's part of a bigger planĪnd it's way beyond blowin' away the smoke from all these swishers goin' on The government stand us up to run us overĪnd in the hood, they don't seem to understand, goddamn I wish I could, and sometimes to cry on we need a shoulder Sometimes I can't deal with my daily issues, just bein' sober It helps to get it off my chest, 'cause I'm so stressed They going to bury each and every one of us Not all of us, but some of us, and if we don't hurry up
That's for certain, but niggas don't be listen, and that shit be hurtin' We need pay more attention and do things that's way more convincin'Īnd he told me, you know, I wouldn't sell you somethin' that wasn't workin'Īnd I, damn sure wouldn't waste my time, tellin' ya somethin' that'll hurt youīut you'll fall for anything, if you don't stand for somethin' See he said white folks look out fo' the white folks, but uhhīlack folks blame otha' black folks when they ain't enough black roakz He said there's a big difference between, crackers and niggas Said he was too busy fo' that, but I was more then welcome to walk with himĪs we walked, he talked and I just listened See I got a little money and my life sped upĪnd it's strange 'cause he can barely write or read but seems to get folks just about anythingĬurious about him, I wanted to talk to him Then rewrite my script until my story's untold Then my eyes turn red, the sky turns greyĬhildren slingin' white in the hood, we call it yayĭrinkin' old gold down my yellow brick road So I smoke green and purple till my dreams come true I charge the game, and put my problems on layaway It's a crooked system, but gin straight take the pain away Man ever since life's been a gamble, my life's been in shamblesĭouble edge sword burnin' both sides of the candleĭon't wanna face reality, so Lord accept my apologyĪnd I ain't do shit, but I'm down on my knees Helps to get it off my chest, 'cause I'm so stressed When life seems hopeless, it make a nigga lose focus
Just all you about how you deal wit it, you feel me? As I take you to them dirt roads deep down in your southern roots, where nobody said life was going to be easy.Īnd we travel to this emotional roller coaster called life and we have our ups and downs, just keep in mind when you hit rock bottom, there ain't no where to go but up, baby.
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