Vertimas: Papa Tank. Fool yra FAYA.
I wouldn't wear, who wouldn't wear She didn't wear, your dress I wouldn't wear your woman's dress And I wouldn't look good in her dress You see my wife
tank Hey baby now yes I do, ha yes I do, hey I got to Hey I got to come on home with you Tell your mama, tell your papa, tell your mama and your papa
, yes I do Hey I got to Hey I got to come on home with you Tell your mama Tell your papa Tell your mama and your papa Hey, I'm a schoolboy too
how ta deal some papa, and dats what i get in return man. How u talkin bout u ain't wit no limit no more? y don't u bring bak the tank then whoadie
I let it flow But you still don't hear me though So I'm gon break it down 'cause it's quite elementary This is for da homies in da penetentary Ab baby papa
down to ride And I got look (click) for all them haters wanna die You ride for me, I ride for you, I put that on the tank My platinum LP's, my Benz and
eat Thats why I'm constantly in the streets I got that work for dirty If you want it come and get it Me and Rome getting paid And we keep it safe wit [Verse 3: Tank
, i'mm ready for blast off / We've been in the building, They're looking for car spots / I got the pedal to the metal in a monster truck / A full tank
my tank from Florida she pay for my gas Ass for my nigga drop-a somewhere tryna watch her Pregnant by another man but you wanna be the papa Nut, come
blunting a spliff, you son of a bitch This is blitz town, and a sound boy will come one way Spit rounds, on your town, then you run semi Bluck papa, the
Fresse sieht aus, wie Ground-Zero, paahh Let's go, let's go, if wanna to get wired, let me know, let me know, about your (papa) nigga. Wie heut nur
And da homies wit da big banks Couple dollas fo da fish tanks Thug girls wit da g-strangs Squat it down and make yo knees sang See dem papa's like to
the Fish Tank Posse, man, you know man So you know you can just hook me up, True You know we got this fly new jam called 'Swimming In the Fish Tank' You
never say this boy's a amateur Yeah, yeah Wu-Tang clan Big Snoop d O double G Somethin' for the 2000 Your Mama name Peter, Papa name Cita Fuck that
a pimp I'm a country motherfucker And I walk with a limp [Master P] My momma jacked niggaz so I don't trust no chick Put the gas up in the tank before
I feel like it's, it's us against the world 'cause every young nigga that I know is homie-furall The game wont change me, but these streets made me Papa
