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Seventy-one and so alone 
When I met Susanne
I was trying to go it solo
With someone else's band
She came up to me later
And I took her by the hand
And I
or blood Daddy from hell
But in the heat of the moment, don't you forget
I'm the type of guy who thinks his family
Has to be perfect eventually
Took a look in
There was a five piece band
They was really rockin'
Looked like some kind of family reunion

Hey
It's a summertime thing
Summertime
On the day you rattled up the line to work my family's land
Mama caught us smilin' as she took me by the hand.
She said "What your young heart sees
the Nuclear family? Mommy, baby... and Daddy makes a mess of his baby's mother's hair as they fuck 'til her mother comes in from work. She's playing house, he's
And Daddy and Hubby
But music
Women mixed with family's ugly
I know and you know
That hell will be
Hot for a nigga's infidelity

But until then
God forgive me
the pain

He was walking by the other day and I said
Hey baby how you been?
Yeah I got me a little girl now and she's 4 years old
And she's got her daddy's
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
me
And all I want is my family wit me, tell 'em

To share in this love of life
For my lil' shorties to eat right
It’s the short life that we live
the thug in me
And all I want is my family wit me, tell 'em

To share in this love of life
For my lil' shorties to eat right
It's the short life that we
Say what, say what? 
My dick is bigger than yours
Say what, say what? 
My band is bigger than yours

Too bad I got your beans in my bag,
Fred: say what, say what? (x4)

Jon: my dick is bigger than yours...

Fred: say what, say what? (x3)

Jon: my band is bigger than yours...
Don't get out foxed, and slicked, and turn into a trick daddy
Trickin' ya whore, hustlin' end for some skins
Cuz next you be trickin' on all you family
Don't get out foxed, and slicked, and turn into a trick daddy
Trickin' ya whore, hustlin' end for some skins
Cuz next you be trickin' on all you family
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where WE can kick it
A spot where WE belong,
avenue and place, 
And my homies servin' hard cause they livin by the day, 
See I do it for my family and hustled by the way, 
Now I'm back up
that b**** can't stay with me
Swear to God on my Grannie
Rest in peace to, Annie
Now the b**** got two daddies
This a reunion, no family
I wanna
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
Niggas ain't gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood
the pain

He was walking by the other day and I said
Hey baby how you been?
Yeah I got me a little girl now and she's 4 years old
And she's got her daddy's
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
but really my family.
You want the run down?  Keep it poppin' to sun down.
 
Dirty, come now, I'm a show you who run the town.
Your baby daddy is
Jones be pushin daisies
But you slow and lazy, you can't fade me, that's the reason I knock ya lady
How you gon' pimp wit'cha dick up in her? I told
on me like a young O.G, I'm a classic man
Your needs get met by the street, elegant old-fashioned man
Yeah, baby, I'm a classic man

I burn through