Testo Everything - Jiggy Drama
Testo della canzone Everything (Jiggy Drama), tratta dall'album Undergroove
Yes! Ayo, this song right here goes
Out to all the ladies from all the guys
You know how we do this, man
Ayo Benny, drop that!
Whoever thought that mami would got me trippin'
Sittin' on the block, wonderin' what she been thinkin'
Mami got me goin' crazy over her
Throwin' kisses over her
Now she's a grown ass girl, still the one that I prefer
My words collapse into her ears
So many ways I can tell her she turns my rainy days into sunny days
I try to take her to the right place
But mami's frontin' on me
She put the five fingers on my face
Maybe I'm rushing things
People say that I'm too old for you
But I don't care, I'ma do my thing
I know you want me girl
'Cause I can see it in your eyes so
You look at me anytime I take the curve
It sounds absurd saying that you don't feel me
'Cause anytime your mama sees me, she wants to kill me
Pay it no mind, just follow your feelings
See how time goes by, now we both chillin', c'mon
Okay now, let's get Soul Train with it right now
I want everybody to clap your hands for real
You know how we do this, man
J-Drama, what you gon' do?
[Chorus: R-O-D-R-D-R-D & (J-Drama)
(What you won't do) What, what? (To do for love)
Yeah, we gon' do it to 'em
(You tried everything) Everything (But you don't give up)
Nah, never that, come on
(In my world) Only you (Only you)
Let me do for love (Make me do for love)
What I want to (What I would like to)
Okay, yo
Now she has been three years in the M-I-A
That's three years we didn't see her face again
Man, it's fucked up, I really miss her
It's fucked up how these chicken heads try to diss her
I mean, yo, they be callin' you, tellin' you shit
Said they seen me with this girl, you know that makes me sick
It's crazy, girl, late night talkin' on the phone
Even my sis buggin' me out like, "Leave the girl alone"
But they don't know how we both felt
When they tried to rip us apart, it was like hell
I tell mami I'll wait 'til she comes back
She don't believe me, she think I'm fuckin' with some hoodrat
But nah, promise, a promise, a word is bond
If I fuck things up, she'd be the first one to know
'Cause I love her and I can't deny it
We can go half on a baby, come on, let's try it, yep
Okay, I know you still like that shit
How we flipped it, Soul Train, back in the days
But now we gon' kick it straight
We gon' take it right back to the hood
Remember Pac?
[Chorus: R-O-D-R-D-R-D & (J-Drama)
What you won't do (What you gon' do?) to do for love
(What you gon' do to 'em?)
You tried everything (Everything) but you don't give up
Uh-uh, never that, never that, uh
(In my world) Only you (Only you)
Let me do for love (Make me do for love)
What I want to (What I would like to)
Okay now, last verse is the real one
Now I'm late in the studio writin' this song
I hope this girl recognize that my love is strong
'Cause I don't wanna wait in vain like my man Bob
I want you to fly with me 'til the Most High
I wanna take your body to the next level
I wanna kick it with you 'cause you so rebel
I'm tellin' you, man, this girl is all I dream of
Like an angel came from above, love is love
My brown skin lady or my soul sister
I wanna kick it on slow jams like Twista
Now is the time for you to let me know
If you love me the way that I do, now
Everybody, just clap your hands
All my ladies in the house, just clap your hands
All my niggas in the house, just clap your hands
We got my man, ayo Benny, bring it back, clap your hands
Billy Jack, just clap your hands
Got my nigga, little nigga, just clap your hands
S-Finest, just clap your hands
Got my girl, Nookie, just clap your hands
Got my girl, Nefertiti, clap your hands
Got my girl, Wonder, clap your hands
Got my nigga, P-World, just clap your hands
It's the track, what up, Blood? Clap your hands
L.A., just clap your hands
Got my girl, Shayla, just clap your hands
Got all my family, just clap your hands
Know what I'm sayin'? Jigga D, just clap your hands
San Andreas in the house, just clap your hands
All Colombia, just clap your hands
Worldwide, clap your hands
Ah man, shit, just clap your hands
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Writer(s): Bernardo Guevara Barros
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