Testi musica canzoni

* different from the song of the same title on _No Way Out_

[Puff Daddy In Child's Voice]
Uncle Puffy?
Can you read us a bedtime story, please?
Huh? Please?

[Puff Daddy]
Alright check this out right here

Woke up smoked up, broked up
What I had left and rolled up, lit it
Had a shorty that I brought home, hit it
Sent her on her way, I got no time today
(Yo, I'mma call you next week, aight?)
With all this work I got no time to play (OK)
Cash come and go, and I want mine to stay
Alot of these fake cats won't mind the day
I get an unfair play, then the stairway
That's why I'm like TWA, the airway
Niggas wantin' to believe what they heard through hear-say
Hopin', but forget it
Check the mail, it's a letter from jail, from Hoboken
I open and I read it, it said

[G-Dep]
What da deal son?
It's ya nigga Teals in the field, and it's real son
I'mma have to steal one
Caught up on the run with a gun
Can't walk with it down then you can't conceal one
What to do?
I dont' know if ya knew, that kid, True?
Up in 1-2-2, he plottin' to get you
I hear he's due
You just do what need doin'
Let's not forget these niggas could bleed too , one

[Puffy]
OK, good
Those cats don't keep it real as they should
Heard they don't pay good
Stand around all day wishin' they could
But this green fufills they dreams
They ain't a team
Answering machine on screen
Phone rings, it was Arlene from Queens
Head was mean, had a head for schemes
Told her she get head to see me
But she play her hand proper, nothin' can stop her

[Female]
Hey yo, what up Playboy?
I'm