Meet Her At the Loveparade (Fergie 7) - Da Hool

Dear, Adonis I'm sorry that that man is your father, let me be honest It takes a man to be a man, your dad is not responsive I look at him and wish your grandpa would've wore a condom I'm sorry that you gotta grow up and then stand behind him Life is hard, I know, the challenge is always gon' beat us home Sometimes our parents make mistakes that affect us until we grown And you're a good kid that need good leadership Let me be your mentor since your daddy don't teach you shit Never let a man piss on your leg, son Either you die right there or pop that man in the head, son Never fall in the escort business, that's bad religion Please remember, you could be a bitch even if you got bitches Never code-switch, whether right or wrong, you a Black man Even if it don't benefit your goals, do some push-ups, get some discipline Don't cut them corners like your daddy did, fuck what Ozempic did Don't pay to play with them Brazilians, get a gym membership Understand, no throwin' rocks and hidin' hands, that's law Don't be ashamed 'bout who you with, that's how he treat your moms Don't have a kid to hide a kid to hide again, be sure Five percent will comprehend, but 95 is lost Be proud of who you are, your strength come from within Lotta superstars that's real, but your daddy ain't one of them And you nothing like him, you'll carry yourself as king Can't understand me right now? Just play this when you 18 Dear, Sandra Your son got some habits, I hope you don't undermine them Especially with all the girls that's hurt inside this climate You a woman, so you know how it feels to be in alignment With emotion, hopin' a man can see you and not be blinded Dear Dennis, you gave birth to a master manipulator Even using you to prove who he is, is a huge favor I think you should ask for more paper, and more paper And more, uh, more paper I'm blaming you for all his gambling addictions Psychopath intuition, the man that like to play victim You raised a horrible fucking person, the nerve of you, Dennis Sandra, sit down, what I'm about to say is heavy, now listen Mm-mm, your son's a sick man with sick thoughts, I think niggas like him should die Him and Weinstein should get fucked up in a cell for the rest they life He hates Black women, hypersexualizes 'em with kinks of a nympho fetish Grew facial hair because he understood bein' a beard just fit him better He got sex offenders on hoe-VO that he keep on a monthly allowance A child should never be compromised and he keepin' his child around them And we gotta raise our daughters knowin' there's predators like him lurkin' Fuck a rap battle, he should die so all of these women can live with a purpose I been in this industry 12 years, I'ma tell y'all one lil' secret It's some weird shit goin' on and some of these artists be here to police it They be streamlinin' victims all inside of they home and callin' 'em tender Then leak videos of themselves to further push their agendas To any woman that be playin' his music, know that you're playin' your sister Or better, you're sellin' your niece to the weirdos, not the good ones Katt Williams said, "Get you the truth," so I'ma get mines The Embassy 'bout to get raided, too, it's only a matter of time Ayy, LeBron, keep the family away, hey, Curry, keep the family away To anybody that embody the love for they kids, keep the family away They lookin' at you too if you standin' by him, keep the family away I'm lookin' to shoot through any pervert that lives, keep the family safe Dear, baby girl I'm sorry that your father not active inside your world He don't commit to much but his music, yeah, that's for sure He a narcissist, misogynist, livin' inside his songs Try destroy families rather than takin' care of his own Should be teachin' you timetables or watchin' Frozen with you Or at your eleventh birthday singin' poems with you Instead, he be in Turks payin' for sex and poppin' Percs, examples that you don't deserve I wanna tell you that you're loved, you're brave, you're kind You got a gift to change the world, and could change your father's mind 'Cause our children is the future, but he lives inside confusion Money's always been illusion, but that's the life he's used to His father prolly didn't claim him neither History do repeats itself, sometimes it don't need a reason But I would like to say it's not your fault that he's hidin' another child Give him grace, this the reason I made Mr. Morale So our babies like you can cope later Give you some confidence to go through somethin', it's hope later I never wanna hear you chase a man 'cause his failed behavior Sittin' in the club with sugar daddies for validation You need to know that love is eternity and trumps all pain I'll tell you who your father is, just play this song when it rains Yes, he's a hitmaker, songwriter, superstar, right And a fuckin' deadbeat that should never say "more life" Meet the Grahams Dear, Aubrey I know you probably thinkin' I wanted to crash your party But truthfully, I don't have a hatin' bone in my body This supposed to be a good exhibition within the game But you fucked up the moment you called out my family's name Why you had to stoop so low to discredit some decent people? Guess integrity is lost when the metaphors doesn't reach you And I like to understand 'cause your house was never a home 37, but you showin' up as a seven-year-old You got gamblin' problems, drinkin' problems, pill-poppin' and spendin' problems Bad with money, whorehouse Solicitin' women problems, therapy's a lovely start But I suggest some ayahuasca, strip the ego from the bottom I try to empathize with you 'cause I know that you ain't been through nothin' Crave entitlement, but wanna be liked so bad that it's puzzlin' No dominance, let's recap moments when you didn't fit in No secret handshakes with your friend No cultural cachet to binge, just disrespectin' your mother Identity's on the fence, don't know which family will love ya The skin that you livin' in is compromised in personas Can't channel your masculine even when standin' next to a woman You a body shamer, you gon' hide them baby mamas, ain't ya? You embarrassed of 'em, that's not right, that ain't how mama raised us Take that mask off, I wanna see what's under them achievements Why believe you? You never gave us nothin' to believe in 'Cause you lied about religious views, you lied about your surgery You lied about your accent and your past tense, all is perjury You lied about your ghostwriters, you lied about your crew members They all pussy, you lied on 'em, I know they all got you in 'em You lied about your son, you lied about your daughter, huh You lied about them other kids that's out there hopin' that you come You lied about the only artist that can offer you some help Fuck a rap battle, this a long life battle with yourself

Smoking weed with you In the leaves, in the fall In the yard with your dog, till the winter came I smoke with you, cuz you've taught me to To pass the time, in your living room And I want it with you, so you'll show me How you do find, me amusing, amusing Before your shift Talking with you, in your bed I saw Your face turn red when I said what I want Getting you to talk, to hear your ideas So shy to my friends, even shy to me And I do believe in what you tell me How you do find me amusing, amusing Before your shift Same thing today, the leaves changed again In your yard, your room No reason to leave here soon

Woah, who's at that table over there? Don't look at them, just don't We call those three 'The Plastics' They're shiny, fake, and hard They play their little mind games All around the schoolyard They might insult your clothing Or make fun of your name Like they mocked Jen Morecock 'Til she burst into flames And Ms. Morecock was a teacher Regina George is the queen bee She's always dressed up She always wins Spring Fling Queen We're just drones who work for her Then die My name is Regina George And I am a massive deal Fear me, love me Stand and stare at me And these, these are real I've got money and looks I am, like, drunk with power This whole school Humps my leg like a chihuahua I'm the prettiest poison you've ever seen I never weigh more than one-fifteen My name is Regina George And I am a massive deal I don't care who you are I don't care how you feel That's Gretchen Wieners She knows everything about everybody That's why her hair is so big, it's full of secrets Yes, Regina No, Regina Every waking hour I spend making sure Regina George can stay in power If Regina is the sun Then I'm a disco ball 'Cause I'm just as bright and fun If you've had alcohol I worm your secrets out of you And bring them to my master And then I watch Regina make your life a big disaster Disaster! Regina is the queen But I'm the head of worker bees As I am seated at her right hand Like a Jewish Princess Jesus That is Karen Smith The dumbest person you will ever meet I once saw her put a "D" in the word "orange" My name is Karen My hair is shiny My teeth are perfect My skirt is tiny It barely covers My perky heinie My name is Karen I may not be smart That's it Right We never really do this But how'd you like to Have lunch with us this week Oh, it's okay, I- No, no need for you to thank us But- There's no need to even speak You're new and you don't know things You need good friends who can tell you what to think See you here same time tomorrow On Wednesdays we wear pink On Wednesdays we wear pink Yes, Regina (my name is Karen) No, Regina Every waking hour (here's where you belong) I spend making sure Regina (my hair is shiny) George can stay in power (here's where you belong) If Regina is the sun (my teeth are perfect) Then I'm a disco ball (my skirt is tiny) 'Cause I'm just as bright and fun (here's where you belong) If you've had alcohol Wear something nice and grab a tray 'Cause we don't do this everyday Say here's where you belong Say here's where you belong No, really, say it Say here's where you belong Come sit with us tomorrow It'll be fetch

Te vi, me viste, al principio fue una broma Luego la verdad se asoma Intercambiamos sonrisas Pasó algún tiempo, poco menos de una hora Y por debajo de la mesa Tu tacón tocó mi bota Fue más sencillo que hacer la tabla del uno y a la hora del desayuno Ya sabía que te amaba A las semanas de iniciar con la aventura Se nos hizo miel la luna y un concierto pa Tijuana Era prohibido, era imposible, pero hicimos lo que se nos dio la gana Después de eso nos veíamos casi a diario Nuestro amigo el calendario Nos dio 400 citas De tanto amarnos nos volvimos dos extraños No sé quién toma hoy tu mano Ni tú, dónde estoy ahorita Fue más sencillo que hacer la tabla del uno y a la hora del desayuno Ya sabía que te amaba A las semanas de iniciar con la aventura Se nos hizo miel la luna y un concierto pa Tijuana Era prohibido, era imposible, pero hicimos lo que se nos dio la gana, yeh-hey Pasando el tiempo, analizando la ruptura, la versión que tiene el lobo No es la de Caperucita De tanto amarnos, nos volvimos dos extraños No sé quién toma hoy tu mano, ni tú, dónde estoy ahorita Seguramente pa la otra que nos veamos repitamos Lo de la primera cita, yeah, eh-eh-eh-eh Uh, mmh-mmh-mmh, mmh

Miras con tanta dulzura, hermosa criatura Tú mi bello ángel que cayó del cielo Soy un simple pobre diablo que corrió con suerte Que logró obtenerte por obra divina Pues en cada esquina te busqué Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti Viniste a reconformarme, a rehabilitarme Tú mi bello ángel, yo estaba perdido Siento que después de ti yo soy otra persona Ya no me conozco, ¿qué paso conmigo? Por eso te digo que tú Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti

Compa ¿Qué le parece esa morra? La que anda bailando sola Me gusta pa' mí Bella Ella sabe que está buena Que todos andan mirándola cómo baila Me acerco Y le tiro todo un verbo Tomamos tragos sin peros solo tentación Le dije "Voy a conquistar tu familia" Que en unos días, vas a ser mía Me dijo Que estoy muy loco, pero le gusta Que ningún vato como yo actúa Ahí te va mija Y pura doble P viejo Así no más compa Pedro puro Eslabón Armado A las plebitas (cha-chau) No soy Un vato que tiene varo Pero hablando del corazón Te cumplo todo Me agarro Pegadito de su mano Mi compa ni se la creyó Que al pasar fui yo Su cuerpo Juro por Dios, que era tan perfecta Su cintura como modelo Sus ojos Desde el principio me enamoraron A ella le gusto Y a mí me gusta

Oh, I'd rather be kissing in Summer, somewhere in the sand In your apartment on the weekends Lift up my dress to see where you've been That's what I want and that's where I am Bite off an apple right from your fridge Come here and taste it right off my lips Spill your emotions into my hands That's what I want I smell like a rose, can I have you in doses? No, I don't wanna fight, but I will if you like I don't swim, I just dive right into those blue-green eyes No, I don't wanna fight, I just, I just wanna be Kissing in Summer, somewhere in the sand In your apartment on the weekends Lift up my dress to see where you've been That's what I want and that's where I am Bite off an apple right from your fridge Come here and taste it right off my lips Spill your emotions into my hands That's what I want And da-da-da-da-da-da The sun in our eyes, this love is blind Let's not decide whether we're too far gone 'Cause I'd rather be Kissing in Summer, somewhere in the sand In your apartment on the weekends Lift up my dress to see where you've been That's what I want and that's where I am Bite off an apple right from your fridge Come here and taste it right off my lips Spill your emotions into my hands That's what I want (That's what I want) Oh, oh, oh, oh da-da-dumn That's what I Dum da-da-dum, oh That's what I