D Rugs lyrics

by

Curtis Mayfield


[Intro: Cam'ron]
Yo
This song goes out to all the teens across America, man
Livin' in single parent homes and they mother or father wanna pick they boyfriend or girlfriend over you
Remember, parents, kids don't ask to be born
But my story goes a little bit deeper, come up 'bout '88

[Verse 1]
Yo, this n*gga named D Rugs, my mom dates him
Swear to God I hate him, if I could, I would break him
When he come around, her brain sizzle like a Steak-umm
Damn, can't jakes take him? She neglectin' me
Run around with this punk n*gga recklessly
Had him in her tummy, guess she was in ecstasy
For his love, very possessive, B, OD-ed excessively
That's her boyfriend, or her toy friend, see
Let me specify
Her last man, took the money, left the guy desert dry
Gave it to D Rugs, he kept her high
When he come around, see her facial
Guess it was his fragrance, she sniffed it in her nasal
She wouldn't even listen, I told her he ain't faithful
He f*ckin' with Aunt Rachel
Y'all so dumb, makin' me look disgraceful
He got a girl, Hazel
And another white one, with him, it ain't racial
[Chorus: Brotha]
I'm your mama, I'm your daddy
I'm that n*gga 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 the monster in your dreams
For my love, you will fiend (I'm your pusherman)

[Verse 2]
Yo, yo, yo, what the deal, dun? It's '91, moms still strung
On this n*gga D Rugs, his game tight
Every night in the room, they screwin', yeah, she do him
But my man Un knew him, schooled me to him
Told me he a mad ho, he used to pimp him
He could get me mad dough, what you mean?
Yo, it's more than just your mother, he got other partners
He a foreigner though, the cops don't like him
Illegal alien, can't even say his name on the phone
But yo, get money with him, then leave him alone
Or you'll be inside the new cuffs, plus a news rush
Told me more about him, then he introduced 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 me ten grand in one week
[Chorus: Brotha]
I'm your mama, I'm your daddy
I'm that n*gga 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 the monster in your dreams
For my love, you will fiend (I'm your pusherman)

[Verse 3]
Yo, yo, yo, now it's '98, D Rugs, he paid me well
500SEL, got me land in ATL
It's all swell, way beyond a felony
Now that we together, I think my mom is jealous
'Cause he with me now, but see the way I G him
'Cause when it come to her, she even pay to see him
Yo, money excite me
But n*ggas on my block, they got shiesty
'Cause I'm with D Rugs, they don't like me
Tried to snipe me
Right before the damn feds had indicted me
You know 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, yo, it's nothin' but love
But that's what we get, f*ckin' with drugs
[Chorus: Brotha]
I'm your mama, I'm your daddy
I'm that n*gga 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 the monster in your dreams
For my love, you will fiend (I'm your pusherman)
I'm your mama, I'm your daddy
I'm that n*gga 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 the monster in your dreams
For my love, you will fiend (I'm your pusherman)
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