Текст песни Too $hort f D`Wayne Wiggins - Can`t Stay Away
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Chorus: D` Wayne WigginsHow does it feel when ya livin like that, and ya pockets are fat?Cuz you`re a playa, and you`re pimpin hoesSo tell me how does it feel when ya money aint right, and ya pockets are tight?You`re still a hustla, and you can`t let goVerse 1:When I was broke, I used to feel the painNow I got money, aint nothin changedSame hustla, tryin to hold on to what I gotAnd thats alot, players like me can`t be stoppedI was starvin, couldn`t afford a TV DinnerBut now I roll around in a DB-7Throwin up the two, to the hoes and pimpsIt`s all about the money, you know what I`m gettinHow the fuck you think I felt when I was brokeAll the rumors I got killed and I was smokedI tell the truth, I don`t care how you feel about meI`m still in the game and you still gotta seeMy face goin down the muthafuckin streetTop down, beat loud with a top-notch freakYou say it aint real lifeCuz you don`t know what it feels like, beyotchChorusVerse 2:I feel like I`m a million dollar billStill in the game, all about the realCan`t feel sorry for you, do your thangDon`t be mad at the world cuz you can`t hangIf you feel like doin somethin that aint productiveLook in the mirror, check yourself and say "fuck it"It`s the year two-thousand, I know you feel meBut I can`t understand why you niggas wanna kill meWent from broke to rich, I got your bitch kneelinI told her "smoke this dick bitch, don`t fight the feelin"And when she did it, she started jockin meI saw it in your eyes, you felt like sockin meFor every action theres a consequencePlaya-haters always tryna start some shitBut then you gotta fight these niggas hereIt feels good to be a playa, bitches everywhereChorusVerse 3:I feel like eleven albums aint enoughAnd at the same time you feel like you can`t come upSometimes real life don`t feel rightYou been fuckin her for years but its still tightThen I came through bammin, vagina started expandinUsed to be shallow, but now you landed inDeep water drownin and thats some real gameIt`s been your pussy for years, but it don`t feel the sameI been creepin, feelin your bitch up on the weekendIs it still good she calls me Dr. FeelgoodI`ll be her last pimp, you just a has beenAnd when she talks about you its all past tenseI said I don`t give a fuck about historyI`ll tell you bout my life then show you how this dick`ll beIn you all night, go ask your bitch was she feelin meMan, you niggas be killin me, hatersChorus