Where's T'

Текст песни King T - Where's T'

I ain't got time for no bitches, I gotta clock my dough
Clownin', hittin' switches in a green 6-4
With the drink on deck and the bombest Indo
A car full of gas and nowhere to go

I gets a call on the phone, "What's happenin'?"
Pimpin', chillin' with bitches drinkin' Silver Satin
Is them bitches on deck? On deck to the fullest
Got the type of gang that I'm known just to pull 'em

Now as I stroll on, as I pass by
I'm maxin' with my Doggs, feelin' dandy and high
Is that looney muthafucka that they call Kurupt
Bailin' out the house with some Gin in his cup

Now I found myself blowin' out smoke
Bombed out, Looney and loc'ed
Open up them doors, let me see some of the hoes
This is Kurupt and I'm like who the fuck 3 or 4

I'm hittin' hoes like I'm hittin' licks
But I don't love that trick bitch
'Cause bitches gettin' niggas dick sick
I don't pay, pay rent, my rent gets paid
I pimp hoes like silky train

On and on it goes
I thought the muthafuckas knew but now you know

Puppy love
Puppy love, call it what you want, biatch
Puppy love, call it what you want

Puppy love
Puppy love, call it what you want, biatch
Puppy love, call it what you want

1975
I was just a young pup, tryin' to learn to be a Dogg
But in the process steadily gettin' fucked
I met this lil' sexie dame ya'll
Before I knew all the rules to the game
It ain't no need to lie, a lil' nigga like me got played

And if she left me, I thought I'd die ya'll
Don't ask, I don't the reason why
Thought she was sent from the heavens above, ya'll
It's just a bad taste of puppy love

Puppy love
Puppy love, call it what you want, biatch
Puppy love, call it what you want

Puppy love
Puppy love, call it what you want, biatch
Puppy love, call it what you want

Puppy Love
Puppy Love
Puppy love
Puppy love

Sometimes I sit and think of how I used to be
Before I got converted to a D-O-double G
I'd like to thank that girl from way back in the days
'Cause if it weren't for you, I wouldn't pimp this way

Puppy love, call it what you want, biatch
Puppy love, call it what you want
Puppy love, call it what you want, biatch
Puppy love, call it what you want

Puppy love, call it what you want, biatch
Puppy love, call it what you want

I be trippin off these niggas and shit, y'know what I'm sayin'?
Still buying hoes clothes, still ridin' through the hood
Lettin' their hoes drive their muthafuckin' hu-rides
Makin' corners in fly ass 9, 4's you know what I'm sayin'?

A nigga like me
I give the bitch a bus pass
And tell that bitch to get there the best way she came
Y'know what I'm sayin'?
That's straight

As for my nigga Nate Dogg, he keep them hoes in check, straight up
Bitches know not to play him like a puzzle
'Cause they end up with a muzzle on their muthafuckin' mouth
Straight run up in them and get them out of their cribs
2 minutes and we LBC ya, biyatch, yeah

Games up

Puppy love
Puppy