Текст (слова) песни: W.C. and the MAAD Circle - Ghetto Serenade

(Gee, I wonder who this poem is about?)

[ VERSE 1: W.C. ]
Back in the days when I was tryin to come up in the rap game
Livin like a [???], bustlin spare change
Drivin a bucket, livin in a shack
Tryin to make the best out of what I had, usin a pen and pad
There was this girlie that I wanted to get with
Who never gave me no play, because I wasn`t rollin
She said I was too ghetto, and that a brother from the ghetto
Couldn`t give her nothin but hard times and trouble
But bein I was young and dumb
And just thinkin bout the putang, had me sprung
I used to play myself late at night goin over her house, drinkin 40s
Standin on the front porch singin oldies
And even though her father used to run me away
I used to creep around the side and hit the backgate
Tappin on her window, givin her the Ghetto Serenade
And it went this way

[ CHORUS ]
You`ve got somethin that keeps my head in a spin
You`ve got somethin that makes me wanna give in
You`ve got somethin that turns my head all around
You`ve got somethin that takes me all down

[ VERSE 2: W.C. ]
I used to ask her all the time, "Yo, why do you play me?"
It shouldn`t matter that I didn`t drive a Mercedes
She said that I was probably only good for makin babies
And my physical appearance makes me look crazy
She said that, "You look like you bang, or maybe even slang
And if you wanna be with me, you gotta rearrange"
But I wasn`t bout to get a flattop or go in a suit
And come back in a new BM(W)
She said her parents wouldn`t approve of the way that I looked, see
"And plus you got nothin to give me
You wanna get laid? You gotta keep me paid"
That`s when she lost me, man, cause I ain`t payin for the ying-yang
And even though I`m feelin bad
I feel like this: I can`t miss what I never had
So I gave it a last shot, and right before I walked away
I hit her with the Ghetto Serenade

[ CHORUS ]

A few years later, now my dues are paid up
I got a record out, now I`m rollin in big bucks
Flyin all around the world, meetin many girls
Everywhere that I go, and makin rap videos
And signin autographs the other day
I looked up, and guess who was comin my way?
The same old girl who never gave me no rhythm
But this time standin in the middle of five children
She done got fat, and now she`s lookin like the cookie monster to me
Walkin around with the saggy booty
And runnin that drag about how I done matured so much
And why I haven`t kept in touch?
I started laughin in her face, cause to me it was funny
Now she wanted me for my money
So I turned my back to her, and I walked away
Leavin her singin the Ghetto Serenade
And here`s what she had to say:

[ CHORUS ]

Hey Dub, man, what`s up, man?
You done got these braids off your head
Got rid of those khaki pants
Man, you sure have matured, man
How about gettin your telephone number?
...what`s up with that, man?
Just cause I wasn`t givin you no rhythm, that wasn`t my fault, man
Lookin so good, man...

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: W.C. and the MAAD Circle - Ghetto Serenade (Gee, I wonder who this poem is about?) [ VERSE 1: W.C. ] Back in the days when I was tryin to come up in the rap game Livin like a [???], bustlin spare change Drivin a bucket, livin in a shack Tryin to make the best out of what I had, usin a pen and pad There was this girlie that I wanted to get with Who never gave me no play, because I wasn`t rollin She said I was too ghetto, and that a brother from the ghetto Couldn`t give her nothin but hard times and trouble But bein I was young and dumb And just thinkin bout the putang, had me sprung I used to play myself late at night goin over her house, drinkin 40s Standin on the front porch singin oldies And even though her father used to run me away I used to creep around the side and hit the backgate Tappin on her window, givin her the Ghetto Serenade And it went this way [ CHORUS ] You`ve got somethin that keeps my head in a spin You`ve got somethin that makes me wanna give in You`ve got somethin that turns my head all around You`ve got somethin that takes me all down [ VERSE 2: W.C. ] I used to ask her all the time, "Yo, why do you play me?" It shouldn`t matter that I didn`t drive a Mercedes She said that I was probably only good for makin babies And my physical appearance makes me look crazy She said that, "You look like you bang, or maybe even slang And if you wanna be with me, you gotta rearrange" But I wasn`t bout to get a flattop or go in a suit And come back in a new BM(W) She said her parents wouldn`t approve of the way that I looked, see "And plus you got nothin to give me You wanna get laid? You gotta keep me paid" That`s when she lost me, man, cause I ain`t payin for the ying-yang And even though I`m feelin bad I feel like this: I can`t miss what I never had So I gave it a last shot, and right before I walked away I hit her with the Ghetto Serenade [ CHORUS ] A few years later, now my dues are paid up I got a record out, now I`m rollin in big bucks Flyin all around the world, meetin many girls Everywhere that I go, and makin rap videos And signin autographs the other day I looked up, and guess who was comin my way? The same old girl who never gave me no rhythm But this time standin in the middle of five children She done got fat, and now she`s lookin like the cookie monster to me Walkin around with the saggy booty And runnin that drag about how I done matured so much And why I haven`t kept in touch? I started laughin in her face, cause to me it was funny Now she wanted me for my money So I turned my back to her, and I walked away Leavin her singin the Ghetto Serenade And here`s what she had to say: [ CHORUS ] Hey Dub, man, what`s up, man? You done got these braids off your head Got rid of those khaki pants Man, you sure have matured, man How about gettin your telephone number? ...what`s up with that, man? Just cause I wasn`t givin you no rhythm, that wasn`t my fault, man Lookin so good, man... Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Ghetto Serenade: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/122/1/3413.html Все тексты песен: W.C. and the MAAD Circle » W.C. and the MAAD Circle - Out on a Furlough » W.C. and the MAAD Circle - Trespass soundtrack » W.C. and the MAAD Circle - The Creator » W.C. and the MAAD Circle - Dress Code » W.C. and the MAAD Circle - Ghetto Serenade » W.C. and the MAAD Circle - Fuck My Daddy » W.C. and the MAAD Circle - Homesick » W.C. and the MAAD Circle - Quick Way Out » W.C. and the MAAD Circle - Get Up on That Funk Рекомендуем скачать: » Устинов Юрий - Дульцинея » Урфин Джюс - Полный круг » Уматурман - Ты далеко » Умка и Броневичок - Гуси-лебеди » Устинов Юрий - Берега выходят в синь » Устинов Юрий - Что ты видишь из окна? » Успенская Люба - Разведенные » Умка и Броневичок - Темная вода » Устинов Юрий - Звездный конь » Умка и Броневичок - Зоологическая Зоя » Ундервуд - Все что надо » Умка и Броневичок - Так далеко » Устинов Юрий - Синий краб » Устинов Юрий - Трубач » Уматурман - Прасковья » Успенская Люба - Витёк » Устинов Юрий - О том, как исчезли паруса » Устинов Юрий - Пед.Блюз » Умка и Броневичок - Беги, королева » Устинов Юрий - Там на пригорке, человек
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