Текст песни Jill Scott - High Post Brotha
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Everybody wants the herowho just wants the man?who fights with his devils and does the best he caneverybody wants a playaI just wanna be friendsEveryEverybody wants a superstarwho got cars and icewalks into the ghetto get pussy barmakes all the girls look think twiceyeah sista he got money and thangsbut is he nice for youHe`s a High Post BrothaWith money in his pockethe got every-thing a girl could wantthink maybe he don`tHigh Post Brotha wit money in his pockethe got everything a girl could wanti think maybe he don`tsome sistas want tha ballabut mentally can he really play balldumbfounded by out the ghetto conversationshis mentality`s oh so so smallget the creamget the hoesget the carshe wants to go farbut how far is too far[Common]Come here love (chickka) love let me holla at youcause what you got is worth more than a dollar or twosoil another nigga`s gameusually I wouldn`t dobut you my girl and I can tell that its bothering youthis motherahh must think that he a father to youyou got vision but boys blockin the viewi know he payin yo tuitionpayin to get the car fixinHe got Juice or is he Pulp FictionHeard he be strip clubsFlippin duhs like he got big buhsis it his imageor him that you in love withyou on some sh*t but you was never superficial~~(I ain`t superficial)~~When rent`s due is trip what a chick doYou don`t like his mindthe way he looks and you said that his breath stinksbut all of that added up doesn`t equal a fresh minkLet`s think who you areyou the Moon babySo F*ck the superstarCause he`s aHigh Post Brothawith money in his pockethe got every-thing a girl could wanti think maybe he don`tHigh Post Brotha wit money in his pockethe got everything a girl could wanti think maybe he don`tmaybe he don`ti think maybe he dontmaybe he donti think maybe he dont