Child's Play (feat. Filed of Soul) - DJ Cam

Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn Waist like a Coke bottles scoring Pretty young thing loved the swings And times she got my ding-a-ling hard When she said push hard, she kept Vaseline Open as she swung back, couldn't help her dress blue back Now I'm held accountable right for my actions Right before the Wallabee Champ was rockin' wallows Drawin' cards, sent her rap message through a bottle Lines from Dolomite, few tips from Goines Birthday, gave her two 50 cent coins Puppy love, gorgeous face, amazed by lip gloss Cherry cent, when the princess spoked yo it bounced off Mole like Marilyn Monroe, threw a rose in her mouth Wherever God go will be Mrs. Coke Girl's so pretty, kids with little niddys Hope the years go slow, slow Surrounded by intelligence, life through education Healthy minds will grow, grow Catch me on a bus-stop, dustin', cursin' out The cops are still coming, vibe with me Everybody's talking about Wu-Tang frontin' But you still telling lies to me Beautiful in light shows, having no intentions on love But having strung eyes of oppose, here we go It's not the way she bubbed the gum, shooked her ass I'm not the one, double dus', waiting for the bus The fagot Nore son, now year later Lady 7th floor, building 7-80 Fancy fox, booties for her socks, nothing else can change me Young Nefertiti, knowledge seed with no jewelry on Tahitian fresh berry tree, she's a Capricorn I really liked the girl, had dreams about her Thinking to myself some nights she got But hating, was Shinene and Grace and Key-lolo Trick bitches jumped my boo at the school a few years ago Hit me, you hit me, Grace got the last hit Eh yo, these bitches started swinging and shit So I jumped in Those were the days, made faces in school plays Paper trays, city wide test, made half a days Shooting puppy water, might hump the pillow, dick a inch taller Stapleton bum nigga, I pop a cherry for her Fresh air fun, here's dunn, alphabets, berets Jellies, bubble yum, soda tongue, too young to cum Then engage him with them candy rings Eh yo, I hit that shit, got jealous when she kissed Rob I broked her chicko's sticks Guys and girls, y'all remember those days and shit Girls walk around in school, one ponytail with the beret Next looking like baby powder You know what I mean? Those were the days right there Boston baked beans, girls come to school with mad candy You know what I mean? You'd just come in school for half days And all that Just to see that little girl right there? In mind to this Go home and think about it, you know what I mean? May hump the bed sometimes on her, You know what I mean? Word, those days man, those, those were the good old days right there G That shit was fun, lunchroom, see in the lunchroom You know what I mean? Might get a little, go to the G.O Store or something, you know what I mean? Word, buy a little chocolate, a little shake or something You know what I mean? A little Butter crunch joints or something You know what I mean? That's that real shit, G I miss those shits, man I wanna go back to school, man That's my word, man For real y'all, those were, those were the goddamn y'all you remember

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Te tomé el brazo, metí la pata Rico de aplausos, pero sin plata Llenando el vaso, vaciando latas Paseando el perro, buscando gatas Escribo esta letra como en un fe de erratas Porque sé que no soy perfecto Pero tampoco hace falta Ya hice buenas canciones y fueron tantas Que cansa alcanzar saltar tal vara alta Estoy jugando tiempo extra ante Dios y Satán En partido contra la muerte A ver quién desempata No todos mis amigos cantan Pero tarde o temprano todos lo harán Si se abaratan Yo no corro tras su queso ratas Pues he llegado a una edad tal Donde me sienta fatal Y aunque no viva de comer fresas con nata Con dos huevos me basta Pa' darle de tragar a to' esos plastas Si se entera tu novio nos mata O lo matamos a la gansta ta ta ta ta Te veo cansada de aguantar De aguantar que él no se aguante nada Así que levanta Hijos de puta con madres santas Si aun no te apunto ¿por qué te espantas? Solo repiten como loros Todos con las mismas fantas Y hoy caminas la borda de estos piratas Fuck that, entre los suyos se delatan Y los míos tranquilos desayunando Ceviche y manta El tío Willy te recibe en bermudas y delantal Y te sirve un plato que Ninguna droga lo suplanta Canta Cam Aka Cam Sé que les encanta Y salté al open mic sin dobles A romper mi garganta Cabeceando desde fuera del local quemando planta De delitos y movidas como el NAFTA