Song: Trapped in the Closet - The Confessionals Chapter 1
Viewed: 37 - Published at: 8 years ago
Artist: R. Kelly
Year: 2013Viewed: 37 - Published at: 8 years ago
All I wanted was to borrow a few racks and a place to lay my head
But papa Douglas know he be tripping (Tripping)
He ain't wanted to have nothing to do with me
Ever since I dropped out of high school and started pimping (Pimping)
I'm blinging, oh I'm the meanest
My father thought I was a drug, the way I keep these hoes fiending
For me (Daddy you are)- Shh! Y'all shut the hell up, this my confession
Now what kind of father would put his son out on the streets?
Call me a pimp or thug, I'm still his bloods, how could he do this to me?
Church!
But papa Douglas know he be tripping (Tripping)
He ain't wanted to have nothing to do with me
Ever since I dropped out of high school and started pimping (Pimping)
I'm blinging, oh I'm the meanest
My father thought I was a drug, the way I keep these hoes fiending
For me (Daddy you are)- Shh! Y'all shut the hell up, this my confession
Now what kind of father would put his son out on the streets?
Call me a pimp or thug, I'm still his bloods, how could he do this to me?
Church!
( R. Kelly )
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