Redman - Da Da Dahhh lyrics

[verse 1] Yo, i gotta back ache, stomach ache, diahrea, vomiting Cold feet, runny nose, head ache, insomnia Cranky, moody, burpin' while i'm cursin' Baby chair tied in a suburban drinkin' burban I'm only 3, and gotta chip motorola A hoochie babysitter with snitches by the stroller Lyin, cryin, whinin', teasin' s**in' tities like i had years of breast feedin' In the begining i was sinning Kept my mama back and forth To the hospital for the constant kickin' Kept them a** whippin', i'm gettin them all Show off like fodolo so f** all y'all Do you get your a** whipped with your mom's bad luck Like ahuh yeu yeu get hit by a truck Playin' catch a girl, f** a girl Throw her in a sandwich Just a young boy doing grown man sh** [chorus] I'm just a young boy doing grown man sh** I'm just a young boy doing grown man sh** Like kickin' your a** I'm just a young boy doing grown man sh** Smokin' weed I'm just a young boy doing grown man sh** All day check it out [verse 2] I'm only 13 puttin' in work Rockin' chinese shoes with high top converse but first We was all gas watchin' game of def with bruce Walkin' home from the movies (* red makes karate movie noises *) I thought about the s** often I even kept a heartland for them white girls on magic garden Light skin, chubby and sh** Ran my mama's phone bill for callin' biggs biggs biggs The old hands used to make them little n***az fight The lead patch was the sh** if you snatch it right And everybody knew the pattern of pac man Rams was 15 and that then was happenin' n***az used to get robbed at twin city I was cuttin' on sl's glue with a penny When epmd dropped its my thing I said damn i gotta get up in this rap game [chorus] I'm just a young boy doing grown man sh** I'm just a young boy doing grown man sh** Like touchin' your tities I'm just a young boy doing grown man sh** I'm just a young boy doing grown man sh** Like stealin' my mama's car [verse 3] I used to tell my sis i'm gonna make it b**h So close to gettin' on i could taste the sh** In a hot a** room cuttin' smooth operator In my last year at west side high i barley made it Flippin eightballs, going to montclair state I pa**ed one cla** and still owe their a** cake For quick cash, doc hit up 13th ave Sell white boys oregano dash then we laughed That was the days now the times switched up Son either walk them dogs, sunff it or get snuffed Them ho's got triflin' but much thicker My weed got better so easily i f**ed sh** up I test y'all with my def squad cam And i dont stage show dive unless y'all amp To all my fans, arivaderchi to ya And any ho that didnt blow doc, i never knew ya! [chorus] Now i'm a grown man doing grown mans sh** Now i'm a grown man doing grown mans sh** Like still sqeezin' your titties I'm just a grown man doing grown man sh** With a big a** car Now i'm a grown man doing grown mans sh** Rollin' better credit Now i'm a grown man doing grown mans sh** Yo yo sh** is crazy Now i'm a grown man doing grown mans sh** Like smackin' your a** Now i'm a grown man doing grown mans sh** Like shaving my beard Now i'm a grown man doing grown mans sh** I got hair on my chest!