Bought me a cat and the cat pleased me, I fed my cat under yonder tree. Cat goes fiddle-i-fee. Bought me a hen and the hen pleased me, I fed my hen under
Translation: Children Lyrics. Bought Me A Cat.
Make a move, do the thing Turn around, strike a pose Je t'adore, je t'adore Make a move, do the thing Turn around, strike a pose Ooh, I like it Ooh
me, provide me with a gun Slide the weeded road, come get high with me You don't come weed with me anymore You don't need me anymore Believe me bitch
a rappin rampage In control of the stage [ ROUND 2: Donald D ] There's a mouse in my house, so I bought a cat The cat ran away, cause now there's a
mistake me for a playa or pimp Been hit wit a few ****** but I don't walk with a limp In the hood then the ladies saying, "50, you hot" They like me,
Coming where a nigga had to break 'em off a piece, like a Kit Kat Tell them cat bless me to impress me Best leave or get wet like a jet ski Overseas
Jewelry box a lemon bin, my earring size a apricot Yeah I smoke that strong a lot, yeah I need some of what you got Half a pound of lemon kush, call
me I guarantee you won't regret it let me set it out like you aint never had it. Do it to me, I want you to grab me talk to me tell me how you like where
how I move, you'll mistake me for a player or pimp Been hit wit a few shells but I don't walk wit a limp In the hood, in L.A. they sayin,"50 you hot
out with me? I just can't understand it Why won't you return my phone calls? Are you still mad I gave a Mohawk to your cat? If you'd just say the word
ever felt like I owed Them a god damn dime, or a god damn rhyme Or a god damn chance, motherfucker you sad You a grown ass man, holding a nigga hand
'll regret, so please dont forget: CHORUS: Im a ghetto soldier,desperado oooo Im a ghetto soldier,good man sing ooooo Im a ghetto soldier,how white sing ooooo yes, a
but it's speedy in vain Up all night with the books and you read till the day But still ya house of diddy 'cause you got a little paper Push a cat in the corner, trust me
stop the rock" (X4) Verse 2: I need me some new socks, I need me some new drawers I draws attention, like a letter to a sargent Theres A Few Good
forever You love my diamonds don't cha? That I bought from all this rythmen But I know you'll never love me You'll only love my diamonds You mess me
know the album droppin' I'm for real with the clips, I got 'em on and poppin' Dude, they can hit your daughter like me Just bought a gun, it's a new artist like me
He taught me how to pimp the teachers into breakin' the rules, sho My Fourth grade teacher Man, she had a badunkadunk If I would shot from a 'A' She would give me a
