Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Copying Me, artist - T-Pain. Album song T-Wayne, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 04.02.2018
Record label: INgrooves
Song language: English
You Copying Me |
| Woah! |
| Hell, you copying me?! |
| You-you-you-you copying me? |
| Woah! |
| Hell, you copying me?! |
| You-you-you-you copying me? |
| Here’s a little story that I got to tell about a young motha’fucka that done |
| went through hell |
| He started off in Tallahassee, Florida |
| Hoping that somebody would save him from the boredom |
| He started making beats for the locals, stacking bread |
| And joined up with the clique called the Nappy Headz |
| The money came slow, but the hate came quick |
| Talking behind his back, like «Pain ain’t shit!» |
| He was going out of town just to put it on stage |
| Blind to the fact that he wouldn’t get paid |
| Slept in the car, clothes in the back seat |
| Twenty dollars to get them hoes in the back seat |
| Got tired of that, then he set some goals |
| Hoping this rap shit’ll get him some gold |
| Oh, never thinking of what he 'bout to be |
| Then six years later, everybody copy me, ya see me? |
| Woah! |
| Hell, you copying me?! |
| You-you-you-you copying me? |
| Woah! |
| Hell, you copying me?! |
| You-you-you-you copying me? |
| One faithful day, he said fuck it |
| Hopped in the Chevrolet bucket |
| Then he went to Mickey D’s, got an application |
| Nowhere was just where this rap will take him |
| So he gave up, took the paper home |
| Four dollars an hour, that’s paper hoe |
| But he ain’t too grown, so he got no bills |
| No condos just enough to make it home |
| Then all ring-ring on the mobile phone |
| Area code said «404» |
| «Oh yo this Akon what up nigga? |
| Man, yo shit sound good» |
| Shut up nigga! |
| Click |
| Just leave me the fuck alone |
| And somebody better quit playin' on my fuckin' phone |
| And then he said «Naw, this is what I’m 'bout to do |
| Have everybody copyin' you, ya see me like» |
| Woah! |
| Hell, you copying me?! |
| You-you-you-you copying me? |
| Woah! |
| Hell, you copying me?! |
| You-you-you-you copying me? |
| Took tens in the bucket man fuck it I’m taking my black ass to the ATL |
| And I’m a make it there in three and a half hours even if I gotta go through |
| hell |
| Now I can’t tell that this is the kind of tours that I should be making all by |
| myself |
| But Imma commit suicide if I see another untalented nigga on the Best Buy shelf |
| Well, hooked up with Akon and Boubacar |
| Sat down at a pizza parlor |
| It’s kinda hard trynna explain who you are |
| When you showed up getting off the market |
| And so I showed them niggas a couple DVD’s CD’s |
| Showing the shit I did on TV |
| Cause I sucked at basketball |
| But this is way better after all, see me like |
| Woah! |
| Hell, you copying me?! |
| You-you-you-you copying me? |
| Woah! |
| Hell, you copying me?! |
| You-you-you-you copying me? |