Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Letter, artist - La the Darkman. Date of issue: 20.08.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
A Letter |
| A letter to my baby girl, why I’m out on the road |
| It’s January 18th, and the world is cold |
| Dead winter, dick hard, wishing I was in ya |
| Smoking this spliff, licking my lips |
| While my mind paints a silhoutte of your hips |
| Look beautiful, the love we make, beds we break |
| Trips we take, risks we take, it’s all maturity |
| Try to fit your heart, in this purity |
| All women looking for a little congenutity |
| Smell me? |
| Feel like I just met you |
| At the carnival, you fed me a pretzel |
| And you like it from the back, make ill noises |
| Ass is incredible, pussy is the moistest |
| Damn, it’s all good, I bought you a ring |
| But marriage, nah, love, respect my thing |
| I wouldn’t do that you, nor to myself |
| You signing papers to me, that’s something else |
| But we can get the house, the whips and the seeds |
| Seven day, eight night, cruises to Belize |
| It’s all in the budget, you like it, I love it |
| But rumors about me and the street, stay above it |
| I travel a lot, bitches babble alot |
| See the way I treat you, you lick the spot |
| You with the God, wisdom, strength and beauty |
| Civilizing savages, my everyday duty |
| Live free, make money, young black male |
| Most niggas like me is dead or in jail |
| I’m from the gutter, treat my wiz like I treat my mother |
| Respect for me, come check for me |
| You isn’t scared of the fact, I kept a tech with me |
| Plus you hold it, you even asked me to teach you how to load it |
| Just 'case one day, I need you to explode it |
| That’s raw, I never seen it in a wiz before |
| And you lady like, stay wet all night |
| Screaming like a baby, when I’m giving you the pipe |
| I’m good, that’s gully, no more running the street |
| I got a dime piece at home, smart, laying sweet |
| Satin sheets, living life of the peak |
| Intelligent at work, and a bed pure freak |
| I speak for engineers, hustlers, athletes |
| Businessmen that travel, be gone for weeks |
| Getting money, come home, shit is intact |
| Just being around me, you get percentage of that |
| Just when my flight leave, know it’s coming back |
| Round trip, baby… |