Представляем точный текст композиции "Lil Daddy" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Juvenile . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Lil Daddy» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Juvenile передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Juvenile - "Lil Daddy"
Lyrics to Lil Daddy : [Juvenile talking] Whoa! Cmon Whoa! I hear you niggaz heart pumpin c mon, whoa!, whats up, whoa! U.T.P, U.T.P [Verse 1: Juvenile] he gotta be in too much bout everything that he touch out of the roof money get packed up and moved in the truck kill me if you feel I aint worthy I inherited skills from murky niggaz thats as real as my Saints jersey I stand here posted in the worst of times knowing niggaz after me, gonna rehearse my grind Im not a prophet, but I could teach you how to cock it and pop it and how to put some money in your pocket you see something you like go head and cop it but watch it, niggaz gone knock it trying to get you for your paper when them bitches is jockin you might do lil daddy like that, but this is not him dont look for your people to help you, my niggaz done shot them my people done told me I could roll I got a reputation for beating niggaz and hoes stickin to the G code, tees, rees, and bows pop a Ex, smoke a blunt, if you believe it then Whoa! [Baby a.k.a. Birdman (chorus x2)] Whoa! I got to get it Lil Daddy (so keep your hands up) Whoa! I got to have it Lil Daddy (so keep your hands up) Whoa! I got to get it Lil Daddy, I got to have it Lil Daddy I want that brand new Caddy [Verse 2] Im way over the top with mines I used to bag it up and take it to the block sometimes Poor niggaz be eating pork, rich niggaz be eating steak Ima get me a Porterhouse nigga, you just wait you couldnt step on my toes if you was standing 6 8" Its mister 400 bitches so get that shit straight You better talk to your hoe fore I put dick in her face look, Im wild Magnolia, she better get in her place I aint a law abiding citizen, I gets ignorant I got a trail of niggaz telling cops what I did to them I aint lookin for no poppers, aint looking for no partners Im looking for mo choppers to get rid of mo problems all I got is my ball and my words my momma, my daddy, my chilren, my gun, and my herb shit, they got a lot of killers I know but aint too many gon make it to see 2004, whoa! [chorus x2] [Verse 3] I tried to play the backround as mcuh as I could cause all the big mouth niggaz be gettin knocked in the hood remeber them lil niggaz' they done grew up now So ret street and marching turned into a clocked up dump we scam on shit because we love that sound we not concerned about waiting unitl the night come round hey lil mama Im a gorilla, let me pipe that down (puffing sound) yeah, you like that now Im a professional, the mountaineer of the streets I got old timers paying close attention to me I could get your shit split for the minimum fee (yeah) fucking with them niggaz, got a ten for a ki got a few princess cuts on the watch and the piece Ill put it on your ass for a profit, capiche' dont get mad cause Ive been cocking your niece she been giving head and eating pussy like a lot of the freaks [chorus x2] Whoa! [x6] [ Lil Daddy Lyrics ]
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