Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Makaveli (2Pac) f OutlawzНазвание : The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day TheoryДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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Outlawz, in this No doubt Death Row, Makaveli You can call me daddy, uh I`ll be ya daddy, that`s right, uh Just like daddy Fo` the ladies Hahaha [Chorus] Come with me every time we ro` Dedicate slow jams on the radio.. oh why Know ya happy, I can feel ya passion Lookin out fo ya just like daddy.. come on Sunshine turns to rain, Baby I can take away ya pain If ya trust me, close ya eyes feel the magic neva leave when ya need me I`ll do ya just like daddy [Khadafi] I mer her when she was younger, her daddy died when she was younger Her moms let her do what she please, an` seen no one loved her Her eyes shined of love, a diamond in the rough The kind that you could love; not yet touch, but so much, potential Youngster let me guide ya mental and to a place, with a sourness of pain you`ll never taste By God`s grace, you was born with that face Nothin but pure beauty; so for an eternity, I feel it`s my duty to be a souljah (souljah) yeah, baby got plans to mold ya In the coldest nights is when I hold ya Like I`m supposed to, as we roll closer I`ll take yo` hand gladly, anything you need, ask me Supportin` my baby girl just like daddy [Makaveli] To aliviate the stress, spendin time wit you, I feel blessed When you gone, feel ths pain so strong deep in my chest When I got arrested, came so close to goin` to jail throwin blows at the po-pos breakin` ya nails Screamin loud goin` all out, damn I did You stayed locked down at moms house, watchin the kids Through the whole bid in the V-I, I see ya daily While my fake homies try to fuck you, you run and tell me That`s why I stay committed, I thank God everytime I hit it hopin you`ll forgive me for all the times I bullshitted Me and you against the world, we untouchable Screamin like you dyin everytime I`m fuckin you Ya never had a father or a family, but I`ll be there No need to fear so much insanity, and through the years I know ya gave me your heart, plus when I`m dirt broke and fucked up, ya still love me [Chorus] [Khadafi] Boo, would ya die for me? Down holdin` my pistol, gettin high with mean sounds tougher than bristles but when you cry I`ll be ya tissue Back in the county written letters, how I miss you Givin` you credit, apoligetic how I diss you Kiss you for thinkin` like a mona and on a level And sometime daddy ready to wine ya and dialation For a total twine ya, we right behind ya true Life just me and you, no tellin what we could do Gettin high between the sheets, make the shit right here discrete puttin Nike`s on ya belly while we fuckin on the beach I love it when ya nut up and grab me I feel for ya badly, baby girl just like daddy [Young Noble] Shorty I lend my hand out ta help ya, lost soul lookin` for shelter On late night accept it, treat ya good, wont disrespect ya My age is young; out of place bitch days is done From a trixy to a missy, you know I raised ya hun Placed her under my wing, showed her how we swing Now she rolling blunts for her king One day labelled thug misses, the essence of my ghetto sisters Hugs and kisses, that`s just for me to be a father figure (Chorus repeat to fade) [2Pac over chorus] C`mon Throw ya hands up Put ya hands up Throw ya hands up Put ya hands up Throw ya hands up Put ya hands up Put ya hands up Throw ya hands up | Похожие исполнители: |
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