Tyga - The Potential - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

The Potential

Tyga

The Potential

01.01.2009

83

Rap

Tekst piosenki
[Intro] I'm Rodney Ramen and I'll be your host this evening. (Hey, don't throw that shit on stage.) Tonight we got a young gentleman all the way from uhh, Los Angeles I like the way how that beat just rides...pause The guy is making his way from Compton, California and uhh, the guy has a lot of swagger You know, you might have seen him around, maybe never seen him before. But he has definitely got a lot of potential and he is here to show it tonight Introducing Tyga Tyga [Verse 1: Tyga] Picture cash baby born how the duffel bag How to ride a moment don't make my temperature mad (No!) Flickin' my past admire all the shit that I done had Thinkin' I'm really reppin' my city without a flag Carry-ons, earphones, MCM bag Elderlies mad as we all sitting first class Look over shoulder laugh, family matter chatting, did I do that? Imagine Urkel with a little swag Barely grown and already these bitches gettin' old Fettichini flow, let my words twist around the folk Make you eat it like a dyke to a lesbian Oh, the lady will get it after the show Oh oh, protection for sexual, ah ah, thought you knew, nigga I'm passive Proof, and you lookin' broke Got for your diamonds same color cantaloupe My life an episode so expect a fucking show [Interlude] ("The potential" is repeated x5 while Tyga speaks) I remember this one time though when i was like 11, and Um i use to work with this one producer out here in LA And he use to make me write shit over and over again And I would be like damn. Like I use to feel like not Good enough, like my bars wasn't ready. But it wasn't That, they just wanted the potential that I had. You Know what I'm sayin'? So they just like kept making me Write it over and over and shit, you feel me? Verse 2 Any minute I could lose the momentum Lord forgive all my days I have spent sinnin' Show my momma love, with a key and red ribbon A freedom writer even niggas up in jail feel him Pause, my miracle bars will leave your mind in prison Now what you was thinking can't even think you can you nigga New Orleans they scream for the beads on cameras Up in the dorm hours before performance on campus How could you not be famous? Too much managers can't even manage Shout out to at money, he do the managing While I fresh like Irish Spring Obviously, I'm what the crowd came to see Tyga not Tyrese What you can sing, every melody and on a beat Had the beach water money fold like laundry, honestly Don't lie to me F Uck around and write your will right In your drivers seat Fucking with them G.E.D. boys [Interlude] So like, years years later they announce to me, that I Got an opportunity and chance, and it was like, who Wouldn't like it at first, and I thought all of that Hard work was going to pay off, but it really didn't Because people wasn't biting onto it, but I think they Just knew the potential I had, but they just wanted Better from me. But thank God for listening [Outro] Everybody make some noise. Come on clap it up! The guy Has potential. I am Rodney and I'll see you next monday Night
Tłumaczenie
Brak

Najnowsze teksty piosenek

Sprawdź teksty piosenek i albumy dodane w ciągu ostatnich 7 dni