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  • Текст песни Kardinal Offishall - On Wid Da Show



    It was a cool and lonely
    Offishall style that coerced her to smile
    Chalk another to the file
    Quest for breasts, my intent to impress the mistress
    So cess broke the ice like Gretzky
    I told she give me your signiture or number
    Slumber could follow if I check you tomorrow
    Who, ate, simply went to my date's
    Now my belles apparel, why spoil the king's night
    Eat chicken at 3 and the skin at 4 o'clock
    Who, again I reach the girl's door
    Just call me FT cause her birthday suit is sore
    Hit the floor in a hearts swift motion
    Lotion the skin and like caress all me
    In the cup, arm in the cup
    Hittin that spot that's g
    You know I do your head sheet
    That the hit was a nap and the biggest ever sold
    Took 5 minutes for the cannon to explode
    She said do you love me and I said no
    The she slapped my face I grabbed her and said ho
    Do that again and the story gets told
    To stick it in was nice, but yo I'll get more
    Cause Offishall's out for mine and then some
    I hit some and leave some then on wid da show
    word up

    CHORUS (2x)

    One for the money and two is for my clothes
    And three is for the calls, pause
    And four is for the trick and stuff
    Wanna bang with us and the game for the dough
    Yo on wid da show

    I knew this girl named Susan
    Fly skin from the islands
    And Trini who always had a dress that's cut mini
    And tempt to get praise and so the skin lay low
    And only playin hostess when niggas got dough
    One day I see her rollin with these niggas that I knew
    Walkin through the downtown about a half past 2
    So I warn my niggas word up she livin foul
    She just smiled and said 'Yo nigs yo know my style'
    Who, eh was that John young
    He took her to the palace his moms was not home
    She undressed herself to reveal the unresistable
    Coca-cola body while he bobbin like motorola
    38-32-46 my my my
    Only problem was she wouldn't spread her thighs
    Said I need a hundred, my nigga said well
    Just suck up on my jewels until my headpiece swell
    Yo she said do you love me and he said no
    This queen got dressed he grabbed her and said ho
    Do what you do but no (?) will flow
    Nice try, on the real niggas only make dough
    Yo on wid da show

    CHORUS (2x)

    Now to my uptown rollers, go and get yours
    If your sippin over proof inside a Lex Coupe
    Shotgun, whats up with them niggas that passed
    Real gs make peace and get pieces that last (on the real)
    On the real I ain't about bustin steel
    Praise the almighty I won't sway not even slightly
    Give thanks for my life and for my boys
    And for my blood
    For all them true heads that make noise
    While niggas pose hard we do the Kardinal dance
    While you're still leavin a jam with your hands inside your pants
    Kardinal Offishall will do it for you broke
    Yo, cause one's for the money and we on wid da show
    You didn't think so

    CHORUS (3x)