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Poppa Was a Playa

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  • To My ***** who brought me in this world

    Taught us right *****

    My old dad imported to the family structure
    Provide her God

    My moms a queen at university civaliza

    My pops maybe was late but always came home

    My moms would put us to bed and she would wait on
    Soon as he walk in the door she barking
    I turned out the Jonny Carson
    Jumped out the bed
    We grabbed both his legs
    Me and my brother
    Not knowing the pain he gave my mother
    Night after night, fighting yelling at each other

    My papa played the street all day
    Mama was either home, at work, while we played inside the hall way
    She sacrifices all she got to feed us
    When she was alone she cried by the phone pepping out the window heeding

    But still I didn't see it
    Mama hid it from us
    We was kids younger
    Till we got bigger, on to
    Bigger things that we knew what the time was

    That daddy was leaving the crib and moms love
    Papa was player, player wasn't papa

    Papa loved the ladies
    Never got enough of
    Pretty brown round

    Running round town (Shhhhh)

    Don't tell your mother what's going down

    Papa was player, player wasn't papa

    Papa loved the ladies
    Never got enough of
    Pretty brown round

    Running round town (Shhhhh)
    Don't tell your mother what's going down

    So many kids I knew, never knew what Pap was
    That's why I show my pop love
    He was still around when I ****** up

    He could have left
    My moms pregnant shock to death but stayed
    Watch me crawl till I took my first step, to the first grade
    To my first fist fight
    Right behind me he would stand
    No matter how big or tall he made me fight you like a man
    Throw dirt in your eye, swing my right scoop your ass and slam
    He watched me so I wouldn't get jumped by shorty's fam
    Roaches and **** all over my crib him and moms relaxing

    Next thing you know he packing

    So then I asked him
    What's this white **** on that plate and your facing?
    Papa why you butt ass from the waist
    And who's this lady I'm facing
    Dark skin you're not my mommy
    He grabbed me up to run some smooth words by me
    Promise things that he would buy me
    If I kept my mouth close and don't tell mommy
    He said one day I'll understand little me
    Was in you to side me
    Papa was player, player wasn't papa

    Papa loved the ladies
    Never got enough of
    Pretty brown round
    Running round town (Shhhhh)

    Don't tell your mother what's going down

    Papa was player, player wasn't papa

    Papa loved the ladies
    Never got enough of
    Pretty brown round
    Running round town (Shhhhh)
    Don't tell your mother what's going down

    Pop's told me hold my own
    Pop's told me value home
    Could I help it papa was a rolling stone
    Who loved the pretty brown round
    Out of town bound
    Jumping in his jazz Benz he touring
    At home I play his latest recordings
    And it's strange now how, I do my thing now
    I'm in the game now
    And heard of it his brain pow
    To pull strings and gain power
    From **** habits are same now
    No white lines to trumpets to tight rhymes
    And beats that be pumping
    Before he left he taught me something
    A child's young years the most important time to be there
    That's why he stayed till we grew up, respect is still here
    I'm older now see what having a father's about

    One day they can be in your life next day they be out
    It's not because of you, you know the deal
    Him and your moms feel
    If they stay together then someone will get killed
    I love you still
    Always will
    Cause that's my *****

    Although you felt you was wrong
    I still feel you kid
    Life gose on

  • [00:04.69]To My ***** who brought me in this world
    [00:08.77]
    [00:09.98]Taught us right *****
    [00:11.04]
    [00:12.27]My old dad imported to the family structure
    [00:14.76]Provide her God
    [00:15.42]
    [00:16.00]My moms a queen at university civaliza
    [00:17.85]
    [00:18.37]My pops maybe was late but always came home
    [00:21.15]
    [00:21.75]My moms would put us to bed and she would wait on
    [00:25.03]Soon as he walk in the door she barking
    [00:27.13]I turned out the Jonny Carson
    [00:28.99]Jumped out the bed
    [00:30.10]We grabbed both his legs
    [00:31.32]Me and my brother
    [00:32.46]Not knowing the pain he gave my mother
    [00:34.37]Night after night, fighting yelling at each other
    [00:36.40]
    [00:37.26]My papa played the street all day
    [00:39.43]Mama was either home, at work, while we played inside the hall way
    [00:43.42]She sacrifices all she got to feed us
    [00:45.63]When she was alone she cried by the phone pepping out the window heeding
    [00:49.20]
    [00:49.76]But still I didn't see it
    [00:51.44]Mama hid it from us
    [00:53.04]We was kids younger
    [00:54.56]Till we got bigger, on to
    [00:56.20]Bigger things that we knew what the time was
    [00:58.31]
    [00:59.20]That daddy was leaving the crib and moms love
    [01:02.46]Papa was player, player wasn't papa
    [01:04.62]
    [01:05.30]Papa loved the ladies
    [01:06.58]Never got enough of
    [01:08.08]Pretty brown round
    [01:08.86]
    [01:09.47]Running round town (Shhhhh)
    [01:11.49]
    [01:12.09]Don't tell your mother what's going down
    [01:13.89]
    [01:14.48]Papa was player, player wasn't papa
    [01:17.02]
    [01:17.59]Papa loved the ladies
    [01:19.17]Never got enough of
    [01:20.77]Pretty brown round
    [01:21.57]
    [01:22.11]Running round town (Shhhhh)
    [01:23.86]Don't tell your mother what's going down
    [01:26.15]
    [01:26.85]So many kids I knew, never knew what Pap was
    [01:29.60]That's why I show my pop love
    [01:31.26]He was still around when I ****** up
    [01:32.87]
    [01:33.62]He could have left
    [01:34.71]My moms pregnant shock to death but stayed
    [01:36.38]Watch me crawl till I took my first step, to the first grade
    [01:39.24]To my first fist fight
    [01:40.48]Right behind me he would stand
    [01:42.23]No matter how big or tall he made me fight you like a man
    [01:45.43]Throw dirt in your eye, swing my right scoop your ass and slam
    [01:48.70]He watched me so I wouldn't get jumped by shorty's fam
    [01:51.66]Roaches and **** all over my crib him and moms relaxing
    [01:54.65]
    [01:55.26]Next thing you know he packing
    [01:56.88]
    [01:57.73]So then I asked him
    [01:59.03]What's this white **** on that plate and your facing?
    [02:01.11]Papa why you butt ass from the waist
    [02:02.90]And who's this lady I'm facing
    [02:04.29]Dark skin you're not my mommy
    [02:05.74]He grabbed me up to run some smooth words by me
    [02:08.53]Promise things that he would buy me
    [02:10.24]If I kept my mouth close and don't tell mommy
    [02:12.72]He said one day I'll understand little me
    [02:14.76]Was in you to side me
    [02:16.55]Papa was player, player wasn't papa
    [02:19.33]
    [02:19.97]Papa loved the ladies
    [02:21.31]Never got enough of
    [02:22.91]Pretty brown round
    [02:24.17]Running round town (Shhhhh)
    [02:26.14]
    [02:26.67]Don't tell your mother what's going down
    [02:28.32]
    [02:29.49]Papa was player, player wasn't papa
    [02:31.46]
    [02:32.34]Papa loved the ladies
    [02:33.66]Never got enough of
    [02:35.18]Pretty brown round
    [02:37.04]Running round town (Shhhhh)
    [02:39.15]Don't tell your mother what's going down
    [02:40.86]
    [02:41.85]Pop's told me hold my own
    [02:43.79]Pop's told me value home
    [02:45.15]Could I help it papa was a rolling stone
    [02:47.24]Who loved the pretty brown round
    [02:48.63]Out of town bound
    [02:49.66]Jumping in his jazz Benz he touring
    [02:51.46]At home I play his latest recordings
    [02:53.65]And it's strange now how, I do my thing now
    [02:56.38]I'm in the game now
    [02:57.49]And heard of it his brain pow
    [02:58.98]To pull strings and gain power
    [03:00.29]From **** habits are same now
    [03:01.68]No white lines to trumpets to tight rhymes
    [03:03.38]And beats that be pumping
    [03:04.82]Before he left he taught me something
    [03:06.48]A child's young years the most important time to be there
    [03:09.43]That's why he stayed till we grew up, respect is still here
    [03:12.48]I'm older now see what having a father's about
    [03:14.55]
    [03:15.16]One day they can be in your life next day they be out
    [03:18.63]It's not because of you, you know the deal
    [03:20.82]Him and your moms feel
    [03:21.98]If they stay together then someone will get killed
    [03:24.71]I love you still
    [03:25.71]Always will
    [03:26.51]Cause that's my *****
    [03:27.42]
    [03:27.94]Although you felt you was wrong
    [03:29.57]I still feel you kid
    [03:30.99]Life gose on
    [03:31.74]