Текст песни Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo - Daddy Figure
Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo - Daddy Figure слова песни
(Talking) whasup girl?, I know that ya man and all but yo, what you seein that nigga? you need to get with a nigga like me, for real, does hegot one of these GS-4`s? Navigator system and everything, word up....Chorus - (Singing) Thats all I wanted, was someone special, someonesacred in my life, Baby won`t you be my Daddy Figure......Verse 1 I regulated you from fake dudes to lake viewsminks with laced jewelsnails, hairdo`s and facialsplaced you in snake shoesdid it up right, took the six night seven day cruisethe beige creludesyour pockets stay full, upgraded you, made me wait tooI made you my suede boo, main chick, wifey and Angelput ten Karrots on your wrist, five on your anklemy whole angle, allow you in my triangleto shine and twinkle, eat steak off a platinum singlethese other cats is rectangles, they sweat bad girlsthey Bullwinkles, tricks of Rip Van Winklesbut now you mingle with a real cat that gets the Pringlesand all you gotta be is thankful that we can see the sea food menu`spush whips, hit all the venuesfly gear sharp as Ginsu`sstare at the other pairs of gym shoesas long as you continue, to keep it genunever pretend to, I know its in youthe true Mommi, jigged out female Armaniwith tight Nani, sippin` on Cristal and Donnyroll with mad Parmesanipretty the most, no lactose, had to play you closefataly attracted like Glen Closemade other men ghoststaright overdose of high postyou rollin` with me, rich mans wife live your life in luxury, deluxe VP`shologram covered T.V``s300 E with the CDsip Martini`s in TahitiJamaican Rum inside the Kiwiplay the major leagues, them other cats is pee-weethey see me and you boo, plush cribs in MalibuI`ll profile with you, push my whip a mile or twoyou can have it all `cause I like the style in youall you gotta do is be real and stay truechill in the Jacuzzi with the G tatoo by ya lap boowe can run around and act foolyour Daddy Figure, the one that got love for you kid....Chorus 2XVerse 2: Yo, we could sip ale on rockssail on yachtsrock the Rolex watch with hail on topboot knock, eat Lobster tail on docksCristal inside the ice pail dont stopdrop top, SEL, cell on lockgift shop, come out of Bloomingdales on cotsyou think not? you could see thoughgo from Moschino to Tuxedo`sas long as you only fuck me thoughhouse with the twin gazebo`sCeelo`s, with the Champaigne orders by the waters of Puerto Ricopeep the live show featuring Titorockin` your fly Donna`sprivate jet to the Bahamasyou still knockin` all the Mommaspremadonna on the set mad fly jewels around the neckcut perfectthe linen skirt setdidn`t even flip the long Sable fur yetthe iced out burgette with the matchin` purse setfive thousand when the Shanelle was purchasedstrictly for the purposeI stress you to roll with minelookin` liveclose from a day old drive, push a fivejet ski drive, skooba-divelive not survive, tryin` to keep it alivewatch the sun rise, clear blue skiestoo flythe sunshine got the ice blindin` your eyehigh priced merchandise shipped over shoresseven Karrots out of Paris on the Concordwith a fine broadbottle of wine pouredbungalosbundles of ones with O`sbraodway shows, fly condossweet as Pendinico, Tiger skins Albinolive with Tony Bennet on piano, white lacker combome and you cat, yo, we can see that, you in the new Spiderme inside the navy blue Viperwith the pipers, covered in some silk fibersmillionaire type of wife to, brighten ta life upgot you under the wing maybe run you my nameeverything one and the sameyour Daddy Figure who adore youspend for youbend for youhurt up other men for youdown to bust around for youstick somebody in the ground for youkid, I`ll hold it down for youI`ll catch a round for youI`ll lounge for youyou know the deal, I love you to death just keep it real yo.....Chorus 2X