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My momma ain’t got no daughters it was meant that all her sons shine
I know C ah lay you down if I tell him too
Cause bout them chips you getting

Bonnie Boy Is Young

Judy Collins

The Judy Collins Concert

1964

young.
For he is only sixteen years and I am twenty-one.
The bonny boy is young but he's growing.

Oh! daughter, dear daughter, I did not do you wrong

(yeah)
We're losin' again, homie, we losin' too many things
What should we tell our sons?
You know that they will be the men
Like you and me

If hope

Now I Feel Ya

Scarface

The World Is Yours

1993

look like you?" 
I just can't tell, why don't you take it to ma momma do 
Because my mother knows the real deal 
All these hoochies poppin' coochie

The lies I keep whispering in your ear

And from the beginning of time I said
Break all these shackles and run for your life
You are free

Sons and daughters

Daughter
Me and somebody's Son
Just say, we can take a trip
Anything we do yeah you know it's lit
Whatever you want girl I'm here for it
Me and somebody's

delight
An image so graven
Boy you need some saving
Bleeding them dry
Don't give a fuck if they die
Your sons and daughters
Are underwater
I'm sorry father

Powers That Be

Raphael Saadiq

Rather You Than Me

2017

Kiss my daughter on the cheek and I'm strapped as we speak
Dirty money get bloody, you still see the gun wounds
But what's funny are the ones that we

be there for my son and my daughter
Nights turn into days and all my days turn to tomorrows
Problems, every day tryna find a way to solve 'em
Ridin'

been struggling
Have Been Winning Alone
On My Own
Prase my god
We blessed
We good
I rise
Lord thanks
You best
You king
I pray
i win
On god
I grind

down
Open the sky door, take my sword
And save all the mothers and daughters (he's been shining)
Who didn't have time (forever your son)

Take my

for they daughters
They sons
The one's really giving back
Homies that's giving game
Niggas ain't built the same
Number one reason my windows so tinted

are caught off guard
If we rely upon the Lord
So turn to God with all your trust
'Cause only He can quicken us

We are the sons and daughters

to slaughter your son and your daughter
You can blame the government
Let me tell you how it all started
The middle class was evaporated then the filthy rich

her
It won't be much you know just
So our hands can touch
But you know, it'd really mean a lot to me
And Mr. Bass you're in a class all by yourself

I'm not fucking spitting
All right, but
Need to start asking yourself

What would Jayden do whenever you get into A dilemma
Better to be inspired by

And all this shit inside this world
'Except my money and my diamonds, and my daughter, nigga
Fuck you nigga (fuck you, nigga)
And I don't fuck with 'em,

of jealousy and sad
He knockin on her door
It was opened by her man
He see his son and daughter
But the brotha wanna flex
Aint tryna disrespect
Homie get up out

and named our daughter Lexus
Brooklyn niggas call me sun
Cause I shine like one
You see me shinnin
I call my myself a ghetto mogul cuz I grind like one
You

Angel of Mercy

Albert King

Chronicle (With Little Milton)

1979

of mercy
Won't you please look down on me?
Angel of mercy
A little mercy is all I need

The finance company
They just don't receive my check
They say

and know it's by grace I am saved
Before You I lay it all down
I dispel all the lies that were launched at my mind
Truth caught the missile and made it clear

in my eyes
It ain’t never been a thing for me to fly
Overseas through the skies
All the voyages taken it’s no surprise
That you always gotta watch son

city so I think I'm too smart
Honestly feel like they my sons but my name ain't no Carter
I'm just tryna run up that bag for the fam and my daughter
Left

knee and on our wall for all to see 

(Now I don't like killing animals if I don't have to, but sometimes you just gotta eat moose meat) 

He is a son