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Paroles : Children Of The Sun

Children (4x)

I had to brrr stick it
Ha ha ha kick it
To the homies cause you phoney
You don’t really doe me only
Top notch you say you date no hesitatin’ to G me
They startin’ celebratin’, what am I, a TD?
You see me on TV and thinkin’ “Ooh, he cute”
But if I ain’t make no hits could I get that dookie shoot?
Without that boo-coo look or if I ain’t shoot no hoop, could I scoop?
Cause every booty stink when they poop

You could be rich and fake an attitude to say “Pass you”
But I ain’t mad at you (Freakiness with that) and I ain’t rad at you
I padded you on your back for your good deed
But the extraordinary mood swings I don’t need
Plead guilty cause your booty filthy, pull a riggy riggy
Touch base and now I’m feelin’ stinky sticky
Sit me on it bone it if you have to top-notch a hood brat
Your booty ain’t all that, you b*st*rd

Children
Children
Children of the Sun (Children of the Sun)