Представляем точный текст композиции "Im A Junkie" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Andre Nickatina . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Im A Junkie» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Andre Nickatina передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Andre Nickatina - "Im A Junkie"
Lyrics to Im A Junkie : (feat. Equipto) [Intro: Andre Nickatina] Now I, played some hoes in my life But I never played this ho before ANd I swear, if its cool Ho I only wanna be [Andre Nickatina] Man I speak with percision Moneys my religion Freak how you livin I fly like a pigeon This is the mind of a rap cat And get all the money and the hoes yo and never try to hatchback I talk shit in the cadillac Its about two AM my freak is sippin on cognac She love me I love her right back But yo its a different kind of love Man kill her with the kisses and the hugs Sometime she might cry like a dove She know I got hustle in my blood She know I dont spit no scams I like candy yams I never jepordize who I am I dont have to try to cross her Man Im her sponsor The word play I display man itll haunt her Man take these CDs yo and bring the cash back Im a junkie for the money how you like that And how you like that I bet you like that I spect you like that I think you like that [Equipto] I live life we think we didnt care And leave the scene with my pinky in the air I left my mark with dents in my imprints And chalked it up with Goldie my big friend Discuss the thang like whats the game When all fails its all hell we trust the game And Im confident, I spit it like no other on the continent And I aint lookin for your sympathy or compliments You work regardless put it aside You might feel a little pain thats just your pride Now baby wide open, breakin the rules In the shoes of a prostitude bout to choose Im chosen all up in the rhyme like a metaphor Promote the Queeze help me go ghetto gold [Andre Nickatina] Youre lookin at the culture of the rap culture You stare long enough you might see just move on my poster I might have to ice grill ya If you talk outta line and the god dont feel ya I put your mind in a octagon And youll devote your whole world tryin to play with Kahn You ride around in the flyest car Your catered at the bar I have you shining like a lucky star And all you gotta do is take this and bring it back Take this and bring it back Take this and bring it back Shit, and now Im laughin at the money stacks And all your friends and your buddy pack is lookin for this rap cat Man its the gift boss And get the hot sauce And dont ask what the clothes or the cars cost I like to mad floss Man get my hair did And talk shit to a chick eatin spare ribs She said she love me I make her heart feeze Alright baby, then move these CDs [ Im A Junkie Lyrics ]
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