Lyrics:
to go home oh how I want to go home
[ guitar ]
Old home folks think I'm big in Detroit City
From the letters that I write they think I'm fine
But by
(hey)
Hey (hey)
Hey (hey)
Hey (hey)
Hey (hey)
Shake-a baby, shake-a,'cause I love it when you take-a me
By the pizzeria that's where I'm gonna
And when you love it is natural to
Diga diga doo diga doo doo
Diga diga doo diga doo
I'm so very diga diga doo by nature
If you don't say diga diga
I'm down by law this style ya never saw
I give em jus' a little then watch em fiend for more
Yea they want more they hot and they want more
They love
without you
I’ve been calling (Calling)
Your phone been ringing (ringing)
Maman m’avait dit de n’pas pleurer
La vie est un combat il faut avancer
J’espère
by my papa,
'T'aint nobody's business if I do, if I do!
fields at home.
I dreamed about my mother,
Dear old Papa, Sister and brother,
I dreamed about that girl
Who's been waiting for so long.
I want to go
And when you love it is natural to
Diga diga doo diga doo doo
Diga diga doo diga doo
I'm so very diga diga doo by nature
If you don't say diga diga
Paname
Partout ça tire, partout ça tire, partout ça tire (Favelas de Paname)
Boloss m'attire, boloss m'attire, boloss m'attire (Favelas de Paname
In 1950 when I was born
Papa couldn't afford to buy us much
He said be proud of what you are
There's something special 'bout people like us
Blam!
Bang bang baby!
Yeah, Terror Squad style
Trizzie, check it out now
Yo, I'm rated X in sex, I flex like Lex Lugor
So who's next to get
__________ would hit me
Since _________ up and quit me
'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, do, do, do
I swear I won't call no copper
If I'm beat up by my
home oh Lord I wanna go home
Now the homefolks think I'm big in Detroit City
From the letters that I write they think I'm just fine
By day I make
copper
If I'm beat up by my papa,
'T'aint nobody's business if I do, if I do!
copper
If I'm beat up by my papa,
'T'aint nobody's business if I do, if I do!
and kaboom
So just assume to these MF'ers I'm DOOM
On the day that I was born I wrote M-E-F in the womb
That was crazy, my mama's baby, my papa's maybe
some good advice
I'm gonna look around and find
Somebody that's a really nice
Well perhaps a banker's daughter and
If her Papa's a cuss
Well I hope to do
copper
If I'm beat up by my papa,
'T'aint nobody's business if I do, if I do!
Don’t waste your time, home´s in your mind
Pararapa papa pararapa
Never tied, your own style
Pararapa papa pararapa
I’m still singing on the microphone
Instead of just wishin'
Papa Bing (yeah, Louie?) I stopped by your place a time or two lately
And you weren't home either!
Well, I'm a busy man, Louie,
tonight
It don't take too long to learn
Just you do as I say
It may only take one hour or two
And by the next time you will know what to do
We a go
a rolling stone, now I got stones
Papa was a rolling stone and I got stoned
Back in MTL city
Serving tea and coffee
I'm so sick of this shit
Can I pour it
passing by my way again
And I'm wondering if we can be good friends
Can't 'cha get eh
Mama say, mama say, mama say, mama say, eh
Papa say, papa say, papa
en Panamera
Mais là j'ai mon vélo
Je sors le Parapluie
Car le beau temps à Paname est rare
Maman m'a dit tu vas percer fort
Papa m'a dit faut que tu
Discuss these papa paname by m Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In