Emanuel Parks - Somethin 4 da Youngsta's lyrics

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Emanuel Parks - Somethin 4 da Youngsta's lyrics

[VERSE 1: Qu'ran] There was a time, I used to wish I was older So I can look over my own shoulder When it came time for partyin I always had to check with a guardian You know, mom and dad Sometimes I think about the fun I could've had Swingin with my crew I used to boo-hoo about my early curfew If I didn't show up, I'd be on punishment Guess where the rest of my week will be spent Yeah, in the house, lookin like a jerk My boys are havin fun while I'm doin housework I remember one time in the game I could hear my mom callin my name I had two strikes, workin on the third Somebody yelled out, "Yo, Qu'ran's a early bird!" But I ain't pay it no mind Cause back then a hard head made a soft behind My mother always said, "Don't worry 'bout a cup It's all a part of growin up" But nevertheless Like they say - mom knows best [Chorus] This is a little somethin for the youngsta's (Listen up youngster) A little somethin for the youngsta's [VERSE 2: Taji] If we wasn't in the store playin video games We was chillin on the block, callin each other names Nah, nothin too offensive But you had to wear gear that was expensive Like 100 dollar sneaks Even though they'd be dogged in two weeks I didn't care, all my boys had a pair Except for me, I didn't think it was fair I told my moms the price, she frowned ( ? ) Said, "Son, they cost more than a phone bill Be thankful for what you got on your feet Some people don't have nothin out on the street Learn to be yourself, learn to be original And don't worry about the next individual" I feel as though this needs to be expressed Nevertheless, mom knows best [Chorus] [VERSE 3: Tarik] 24 hours, 7 days a week We played Ding Dong Dixie and hide-n-go-seek We chased down girls, actin like a fool It was even days that we hookied from school But never again Once mom started yellin it was no tellin when She was gonna whip out a belt I could've put ice on her, it probably would've melt I know momma's call, once I heard her shout "I ( ? ) and you can bet I take you out All I hear is "Clear your room and wash the dishes" Sometimes I wanna click my heels and make three wishes 1 to be older, 2 to be a rap star 3 to be drivin in a nice, fat car As long as I live at this address Nevertheless, mom knows best [Chorus]

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