2Pac

2Pac - All About U songtekst

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You probably crooked as the last trick
               Wanna laugh about how I got my ass caught up with this bad bitch?
               Thinking I had her but she had me in the long run
               Its just my luck I'm stuck fuckin with wrong one, uh
               Wise decisions based on lies we living
               Skandalous times is games like my religion
               You could be rolling with a thug
               Instead you with this sweet scrub
               Looking for some love
               In every club, I see you standing like you want it
               Well baby if ya got it better flaunt it
               Let the liquor help you get up on it
               I'm still tipsy from last night
               Bumpin in walls as I pause
               Addicted to the fast life
               I try to holler but you tell me you're taken
               Sayin you ain't impressed with the money I'm make
               Guess its true what they telling me
               Fresh out of jail lights hell for a black celebrity
               So thats the reason why I call
               And maybe you with it
               Fantasies of the sweatin
               Can I hit it? (hahaha)
               Addicted to the things you do
               Its still true what I'm saying Boo
               Cause this is All About U

               Every other city we go
               Every other video
               (its all about you)
               No matter where I go
               I see the same hoe
               [repeat]

               I'll make a promise if ya go with me
               Just let me know, I'll have you hollering
               My name out before I leave
               Nobody loves me I'm a thug nigga
               I only hang out with the criminals and the drug dealers
               I love niggas
               Cause we coming from the same place
               Witness me holler at a hoochie, see how quick the game takes
               How can I tell her I'm a playa
               And I don't even care
               Creep though
               Weed smokes in the air
               Everywhere I go, its all about the groupie hoes
               waiting for niggas at the end of every show
               I just seen ya in my friends video
               Never put you on my friends so here we go
               Follow the leader and peep the drama that I'm going through
               It's All About U
               (Yeah nigga, its All About U)

               [Chorus 2X]

               Is you sick from the dick or is it the flu?
               It ain't about you or your bitch ass crew
               Every other city we go and every video
               Explain to a nigga why I see the same shitty hoe
               You think it's all about you?
               Well, boo, I gets down like Dru and my nasty new niggas, too
               You couldn't hold me back
               It'll take a fatter track, a lyrical attack
               Or perhaps it was a visual bluff
               When I started to snaps all your ??
               Straight in control
               ?Flows are full?
               Why hold a cold stroll?
               Coldest set
               I told you I'm as gold
               And that's gold diggin
               Cold diggin a ??
               I slide in easily
               Try a grizzly
               Sluts know the cuts
               I came to fuck
               Try skeezin me
               Runnin up in this
               It's like ?? when I bring ya the most
               I fuck a bitch from the West coast

               [Chorus 4X]

               (You know what I'm saying?)
               Every other city we go
               I see the same hoes
               In the studio, that kickin it in the video
               It's gotta be the same ass and thighs
               But you's a groupie baby, and don't look surprised
               I can see it in your eyes, that you ain't nothing but a trick
               Hanging with us, for some superstar dick
               Want an autograph placed on her napkin
               After she asks "Ain't you the Top Dogg and don't you be rappin?"
               She know whats crackin
               Peep shows like Luke
               From the limos, down to the Lexus coupes
               We be flossin, and all females love that
               Especially when you're dope, platinum, and your own ?
               So when I met you
               I really didn't have to say much
               Cause me alone
               Just made you want to taste and touch
               Don't be trippin if I run up in you and your whole crew
               I'ma still let you know girl, that it's all about you
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Copyrights:

Auteur: Bruce Washington, Calvin Broadus, Johnny Jackson, Nathaniel Hale, Yafeu Fula, Tupac Shakur

Componist: ?

Publisher: Death Row Records (2), Interscope Records

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1996

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Greatest Hits (1998) , Greatest Hits (clean version) (2018)

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