Übersetzung: Young MC. I Wanna Be Made Man.
[chorus] I wanna made man don't care bout what you heard I don't care what you think I don't care what they say We fly threw friendly skies touchdown
t and i'm doing what i have to, from me in the jungle and i'll show you i'm a winner, i'm coming out with dinner wearing the chinchilla, i did it for
Even if she's playing with time sequence, she keeps 'em, Never goes through his mind, she respects the crown, I respect her mind, that's why I made her, man
a half stack And you can keep the cars Leave me the garage And all I... Yes all I need are keys and garage And guess what, in 30 seconds I'm leaving to
ya Wanna Do Doctor I want you Mmm, my Doctor Wanna Do I can't get over you Dr. Do anything that ya Wanna Do I sat down and I waited 'Til I heard my name
) Ooh I wanna love that man Ooh that man is on my list And ooh that man I wanna kiss My only sin is I can't win Ooh I wanna love that man [Man speaking
whips, I gotta lot of clips, I got a lot of doctors, that write a lot of scripts, Everytime I think about soulja slim I wanna cry, but I know he was rollin
nigga I'm out the hood so I get it how I live nigga [Verse 2 - B.G.] Okay a man always look another man in his eye I'm talkin to you - you lookin at
punk me I'm a gangsta, I'm a donkey I'm whatever you wanna call me but I ain't no bitch - a made man, man made handle that when I feel played from the
, good as I treat you I keep saying this, I'ma really have to seat you I'd hate to see the outcome, if I leave you But its cause I wanna be, its not because
s all I know Hustle 'til mornin' and get the dope, man: that's all I know I was raised in the streets, bitch - taught that g shit I was told, nigga (??)
all got on the floor, nigga By all means, whatever it takes to get green I do 'cause I wanna bling - I wanna bling bling (Hook [B.G.]) I got to bounce
is that? I done kidnapped, I done jacked, I done slung the mack And everytime the kaper over, I bring nothin back I have no paper and I'm sober I aint
you ran you would be in last place You gotta be tasty, just enough season Wanna be a rapper? You gotta have a reason Wanna know mine? I make a punk wanna
My motions in school going through a whole child Ya pushin rocks on the block cause the spots what ya found I made my dough and I made sure I kept my
cry Made me hate myself And now I cried these tears and gathered all my pride I needed to move on Knew that time would make me sure Needed space to heal I
I made my promise to be here Made for each other that's what our friends all keep on saying I got a feeling they're right but I just don't wanna say
