Listen to D Rugs (featuring Brotha) by Cam'ron

D Rugs (featuring Brotha)

Cam'ron

Hip-Hop/Rap

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This song is about young children who live in single family homes And their mother or father chooses their boyfriend or girlfriend over you Remember parents, kids don't ask to be born So I'm tell this story and it starts back in '88 Yo, this nigga named D Rugs, my moms dates him Swear to God I hate him, if I could I would break him When he comes around her brain sizzles like a Steakum Damn, can't jakes take him? She neglected me, run around with this punk nigga recklessly Had him in her tongue, guess she was in ecstasy For her love, took the best of me, O-d'd excessively That's her boyfriend or her toy friend see Let me specify the last man, took the money Left the guy, desert dry and gave it to D Rugs He kept her high, runnin' around, he's a facial Smelled like a fragrance, she sniffed it in her nasal Beggin' her to listen, I told her he ain't faithful Fuckin' wit Aunt Rachel, y'all so dumb Makin' me look disgraceful, he got a girl named Hazel And another white one but wit him he ain't racial I'm your mother, I'm your daddy, I'm that nigga in the alley I'm your doctor when in need, I'm your coke, I'm your weed You know me, I'm your friend, your main boy, thick and thin I'm that monster in your dreams, for my love you will feen What the deal dun? It's '91, mom's still strung on this nigga D Rugs His game's tight, every night she tries to go pursue him Then she screws him but my man Un knew him Schooled me to him, said he got mad hoes He used to pimp him, said he can get you mad doe What you mean? He just ain't wit your mother He's got other partners, he's a foreigner though The cops don't like, illegal alien Can't even say his name on the phone But you can get money with him then leave him alone Or you'll be inside the new cuffs plus a news rush Said some more about him then heduced us Took me to the block where everybody get him off Showed me his clientele, ever since, hit it off He was right, D Rugs got dumb freaks Men and women love him, got him 10 grand in one week I'm your mother, I'm your daddy, I'm that nigga in the alley I'm your doctor when in need, I'm your coke, I'm your weed You know me, I'm your friend, your main boy, thick and thin I'm that monster in your dreams, for my love you will feen Now it's 98, D Rugs, he payed me well, 500 S E L Got me land in A T L, it's all swell way before a felony But now that we together, it seems that mom's in jealous 'Cause he wit me now and everyone time I G him But when it comes to her, she even pay to see him Eh yo, money excites me but my niggas on the block They got shysty 'cause I'm wit D Rugs, they don't like me Tried to snipe me, right before the damn feds had indicted And my mother, her nostrils wide, too much of D Rugs Left her hospitalized, we both was arrested, stars of the block Her by cardiac, me by the cops but for my mother Man there's nothin' but love but that's what we get fuckin' wit drugs I'm your mother, I'm your daddy, I'm that nigga in the alley I'm your doctor when in need, I'm your coke, I'm your weed You know me, I'm your friend, your main boy, thick and thin I'm that monster in your dreams, for my love you will feen
Writer(s): Curtis Mayfield, Willie Hutch, Cameron Giles, Darrell Branch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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