Представляем точный текст композиции "The Little Homie In My Tummy" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Jacob Borshard . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «The Little Homie In My Tummy» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Jacob Borshard передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Jacob Borshard - "The Little Homie In My Tummy"
Lyrics to The Little Homie In My Tummy : And I woke up on my cousins floor, We were up with Bacardi, Put some shoes on and walked to school, I was two hours tardy. My classes are boring, Especially sober, I hate school, I wish it was over, was over. Met him up at Cooley Lake, The fire was just dying. Made some more woods and put them on, Then I tried to start crying. Then after the last dance, He gave a champ beating, He left town, The other guy laid there, just bleeding. It was the boy from Navajoland, But he dont need to know, Everything will be alright, If I can get up the hill, The little homie, In my tummy, Is down for whatever, I wanna go to the party, I wanna stay there forever. Spent a week at my Aunties house, Where the water was running, Uncle Ronnie got Gd out, He screamed the soldiers are coming. We found him the next day, Near the casino, All beat up in the back of some white guys El Camino. Drove around in Alfreds Impala, We fucked by the river, He said, “Your bellys gettin big.” I said, “Your bellys still bigger.” She came two months early, Four pounds and shitty, I loved her sure, But I wished she was pretty, Was pretty. It was the boy from Navajoland . . . . But he dont need to know, Everything will be alright, If I can get up the hill, The little homie, In my tummy, Is down for whatever, I wanna go to the party, I wanna stay there forever. Scored two thirty-packs of Natural Ice, Late last evening, Musta blacked out, When I woke up, She wasnt breathing. [ The Little Homie In My Tummy Lyrics ]
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