Caterpillar Turn Butterfly - Boosie Badazz & Webbie

The hem of her dress spills over What covers the seat N'flutters in the breeze like Caterpillars on a leaf Hair the hue of lions, Beaches dried by morning suns Promise you will write me a poem Of who I am 'for sadness comes Oh it comes in slow slow whispers When it comes feels like long long winters She placed her hand in the sun and With her shadow smoothed me down Turn your mind down low now Hold me close 'for madness comes Oh it comes in slow slow whispers When it comes feels like long long winters Let it come in slow slow whispers Let it come with its long long winters

Les filles dans nos cœurs Font des travaux d'aménagement Souvent au marteau piqueur Et sans ménagement Si vous voyiez dans ma poitrine le chantier Il se peut que par déprime comme moi vous chantiez {Refrain:} Caterpillar dans la lingerie fine Dans l'eau de Shalimar les barres à mines Pour tout démolir de nos anciens braseros Effacer les souvenirs et repartir à zéro Les filles dans nos cœurs Font leurs grands travaux Pour qu'on redevienne enfants d'cœurs Des p'tits nouveaux Alors bulldozers grosses machines pelleteuses Regardez dans ma poitrine le trou qu'elles creusent {Au Refrain} Les filles nous font pas peur Parce qu'elles sont toutes petites Mais elles nettoient dans nos cœurs A la dynamite Pour ôter les anciennes douceurs de cousines Qui nous avaient demandé l'heure un soir en cuisine {Au Refrain} Les filles dans nos cœurs Font des travaux d'aménagement Souvent au marteau piqueur Et sans ménagement Si vous voyiez dans ma poitrine le chantier Il se peut que par déprime comme moi vous chantiez {Au Refrain}

Flicka flicka flicka, here you are Cata cata cata, caterpillar girl Flowin' and fillin' up my hopeless heart Oh never, never go Oh, I dust my lemon lies With powder, pink and sweet The day I stop is the day you change And fly away from me You flicker and you're beautiful You glow inside my head You hold me hypnotized, I'm mesmerized Your flames are flames that kiss me dead I'll dust my lemon lies With powder, pink and sweet The day I stop is the day you change And fly away from me Oh, flicka flicka flicka, here you are Cata cata cata, caterpillar girl Flowin' and fillin' up my hopeless heart Oh never, never go Oh, I dust my lemon lies With powder, pink and sweet The day I stop is the day you change Fly away, away from me Cata cata cata, caterpillar girl Cata cata cata, caterpillar girl Cata cata cata, caterpillar girl Cata cata cata, caterpillar girl

I'm falling out With everything around me now Losing what I used to be And I'm over it They have been to the moon I'm just a caterpillar dead in my cocoon Swept by my mind's typhoon And I'm all at sea I wish it could be different Wish there was no dampness here Oh we shouldn't have listened To the angst and the fear I had it all Rivers of gold and forest so tall But I ran my canoe down a waterfall Started a wildfire I wish it could be different Wish there was no dampness here Oh we shouldn't have listened To the angst and the fear I wish it could be different Wish there was no dampness here Oh I shouldn't have listened To the angst and the fear Here I sit in silence as it's rising at me And I'm afraid that I'm not taking my chances How do I know it's light in the horizon that I see? I've seen questions, but never answers Darkness to me is only water to the sea I've only ever heard of drought I used to be the one with the grandest of dreams But how can hope keep believing through the war?

I remember we was wilin' My first half of SP but this was way before the mob Everybody got a rock Tryin' to prove like a mutherfucker Try me I've popped (I've stopped) We been on the Henny fucked up This was when I was skinny and fucked up Nigga cluckin' for blood, get fucked up Memphis grisly, nigga we fucked up You remember that December when they ran with the money Baltimore tryin' to sue us, niggas playing with the money Went to war had a lot of niggas running Behind bars like a boss, how I'm coming Cancer hit I got scars on my stomach I remember all the nights you was stressing 'bout your momma Made me pick the phone up and call my motherfucking momma And say "I love you momma" We was young and fucked up in the head Drinkin' from the river if you fuckin' with my bread Had a little money, but we living in the red Living in the red, meaning we ain't got it like we said, keep it real wit' it Remember we first got a deal, nigga And you dropped "bad bitch" gave me "that shit is real nigga?" I was still in the field with 'em You was telling' me to quit, I was telling you to rap I was walking through the mob with a strap 10 chains on, I wasn't going for the jet Beefin' in the city where the niggas, they attack Boozie Badazz' boys bigger than his rap Remember when I told you I was going to the can You like man, my man, you going to the can I felt in your hug, in your hands Told you I'll be back in a minute Left the street, now I'm up in penitentiary And I'm hearing all these pussy niggas hating Saying damn, Boosie shit, Webbie going crazy We all going through it, pussy nigga stop hating Well I told 'em, I remember Remember they ran up in your house, got your bag, nigga Same time I was beefing with these rap niggas You had twins, they was beautiful as ever "Be a dad," what I told you in the letter I remain the same, how I ended in the end I'm always preaching game, nigga you don't need to drink Then you go preaching game, nigga you don't need to sing Why you drinking Henny, nigga why you selling Bourbon Where it did, well you must be fucking with his nerves Can't you burn these CDs, we gon' stomp you on the curb In that Monte Carlo when we first start to swerve Me, you and ball-head in the car full of herb Then we getting to it, now we fighting like some girls Who gon' drop first, nigga acting like some girl Never went to Church, man could said it was turnt Miss one night of pussy nigga, they be burnt Man we thug life for real pussy nigga, you be burnt When we was kids, we just wanted our turn In the hospital, me and you don't learn Steady as in God give us one more turn I remember, Webbie