Now I gotta let you have it Rappin' fire from my automatic Now I gotta let you have it Rappin' fire from my automatic Now I gotta let you have it Rappin
gotta let you have it Rappin' fire from my automatic Now I gotta let you have it Rappin' fire from my automatic Now I gotta let you have it Rappin' fire
Fordítás: Trick Daddy. Gotta Let You Have A.
's a Benz) Mercedes, c'mere baby, you don't like the way it's hot and hazy, never shady, you must be crazy It's ridiculous, how you put your lips on this
the same Chorus: Puff Daddy singing What do you do when they love you? (Let's) "live your life" What do you do when the love turns cold? (Let's
of bub, and have fun nigga How you want that, tell me, how you want that? How you want that, tell me, how you want that? Daddy, how you want to give it
you ladies out there. A lot of you won't grow up to be lawyers or doctors, but you have a dream. And I think you should follow your dream. When you
huh, yeah Let it bump though It's the hard knock life, for us It's the hard knock life, for us Steada treated, we get tricked Steada kisses, we get kicked It
two, three, c'mon) Dreams shattered like broken glass Press ignore it and your hopes get broken fast You complain for the life you supposed to have But when you
girls from a broken home When you're feeling all alone And you feel you can't go on, call me All, all my girls from a broken home When you're feeling all alone And you feel you
, would you see me? While I'm foldin' yo' money in half If you was holdin' on down to yo' last You know I need it, everything you got I gotta get it
you on another day, another year maybe I still wanna see you, baby I know, I told a few lies, you wanna be my lady I let you ride with a player in my
away from me And now you gotta call me 'Daddy'? Now let me ask you, you think you've got it together? You're too fine to be broke, you gotta get whatever
rims, new top and a new beyotch That's how you say it right But $hort Dog say, "Beyotch", you better make me rich And that's how it goes, gotta cover
me Some of you punks are just scared to see If you could call that bitch a bitch you would And if you can't, you probably should I'm spitting game to you
a pimp, then have it on your mind It's all about this bread, so you gon' have to grind I gotta stay on shine, so you know what that means You gotta hit
