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Dom Kennedy - 17

Texty amerických interpretov

21 Okt 2013, 17:18

    Produced By: Futuristiks & Larrance Dopson

    [Intro: Dom Kennedy]
    Back when I was 17
    Back when I was 17
    Back when I was 17
    Yeah...
    Check

    [Verse 1: Dom Kennedy]
    Back when I was 17, I had a notion
    That I would see the whole world across the ocean
    My dad be workin' hard but he get no promotion
    And he there every day, that's devotion
    I never had a chance to be in the U.S. Open
    I used to collect cans for them U.S. tokens
    It's that time of the month? girl, we use that lotion
    Before the president was black, shit I wasn't votin'
    I used to believe a dollar bill was all I needed
    Why you keep lookin' in the mirror if you not conceited?
    Don't pack them Air Jordans, boy you not gone need em
    On Burnside with my niggas, and them tacos screamin'

    [Hook]
    If I told you what I saw, you would not believe it
    If I showed you how I ball, you would not believe it
    If I told you what I make, you would not believe it
    Look how niggas did Ma$e, I cannot believe it

    [Verse 2: Dom Kennedy]
    I had the Craig Mack tape with that one single
    Lotta niggas back then had one single
    Tell her pop that ass trick and I'mma drop some singles
    And real niggas fuck with Jodeci, not The Beatles
    Lotta women in my phone, cause I'm ridin' chrome
    West Side till I'm gone, Ima die alone
    Never runnin' out of strong, I might buy a zone
    Have her comin' home blown, smell like my cologne
    Who you talkin' to nigga?, better watch yo tone
    She used to call me every day, 'til you blocked my phone
    I used to dream one day that I would shop in Rome
    That ain't the life for me nigga, the block is home
    Now I'm back with my people and I'm never leavin'
    Don't do it for yo' self kid, it's better reasons
    It get lonely at the top and its hella freezin'
    I was here in '92 when it all fell to pieces

    [Hook]
    If I told you what I saw, you would not believe it
    If I showed you how I ball, you would not believe it
    If I told you what I make, you would not believe it
    Shit we used to dub tapes, I cannot believe it

    I cannot believe it
    I cannot believe it
    I cannot believe it
    I cannot believe it

    [Outro: Female Radio Host]
    Latest news off the street. The OPM Boys made it to first
    But the inside word is the odds have stacked against them
    Be careful out there boys, real careful
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