Songtexte:
D Woods Answer

a dream Tries to shake it off but it just won't stop Can't find the strength but he's got promises to keep And wood to chop before he sleeps I may never

c'mon!) And now you hate Fred because Lethal left you Peckerwood mad cause his record went wood No respect in the hood, fled to his neck of the woods

sorrow I've given you my onlyness, Come give me your tomorrow If you worked your hands in wood, would you still love me? Answer me, Yes I would, I'd

blowin up like Cocoa Puffs Sippin Bud, gettin perved and gettin dubbed Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough scratch just to navigate it, wood

niggas in the A The killas with the case, and now the niggas with the yea' All my niggas, where ya stay? Westside to Decatur, ah hey-ya, fuck ya wooden

you, Cosette? Have you been too much on your own? So many things unclear So many things unknown. In my life There are so many questions and answers That

blowin' up like Cocoa Puffs Sippin' Bud, gettin' perved and gettin' dubbed Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough scratch Just to navigate it, wood

clubs, blowin' up like Cocoa Puffs Sippin' Bud, gettin' perved and gettin' dubbed Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs And it's all because 'ccumulated enough scratch Just to navigate it, wood

Ladies and gentlemen (You choosin' ain't he) I'd like to introduce y'all (You choosin' ain't he) To somebody you already know (You choosin' ain't he)