Представляем точный текст композиции "High Post Brotha" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Jill Scott . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «High Post Brotha» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Jill Scott передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Jill Scott - "High Post Brotha"
Lyrics to High Post Brotha : (feat. Common) Everybody wants the hero Who just wants the man' Who fights with his devils And does the best he can Everybody wants a playa I just wanna be friends Every Everybody wants a superstar Who got cars and ice Walks into the ghetto get pussy bar Makes all the girls look think twice Yeah sista he got money and thangs But is he nice for you Hes a High Post Brotha With money in his pocket He got every-thing a girl could want Think maybe he dont High Post Brotha Wit money in his pocket He got everything a girl could want I think maybe he dont Some sistas want tha balla But mentally can he really play ball Dumbfounded by out the ghetto conversations His mentalitys oh so so small Get the cream Get the hoes Get the cars He wants to go far But how far is too far [Common] Come here love (chickka) love Let me holla at you Cause what you got Is worth more than a dollar or two Soil another niggas game Usually I wouldnt do But you my girl And I can tell that its bothering you This motherahh must think that he a father to you You got vision but boys blockin the view I know he payin yo tuition Payin to get the car fixin He got Juice or is he Pulp Fiction Heard he be strip clubs Flippin duhs like he got big buhs Is it his image Or him that you in love with You on some sh*t but you was never superficial ~~(I aint superficial)~~ When rents due is trip what a chick do You dont like his mind The way he looks And you said that his breath stinks But all of that added up Doesnt equal a fresh mink Lets think who you are You the Moon baby So F*ck the superstar Cause hes a High Post Brotha With money in his pocket He got every-thing a girl could want I think maybe he dont High Post Brotha Wit money in his pocket He got everything a girl could want I think maybe he dont Maybe he dont I think maybe he dont Maybe he dont I think maybe he dont [ High Post Brotha Lyrics ]
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