Lyrics:
to the same cop's bum
[Mysonne]
If I could start from scratch, I'd bring daddy back
And put five in the first cat that show mami crack
I sit
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet Little Sixteen
Sweet Little Sixteen
She's just got to have
About half a million
Famed autographs
Her wallet
the easy-e kitty cat paws, tatted above her bra
When the Twist sat down by her draws
But I guess that leaves dust and all
Cause a man keeps on running off
S-sitting down by my window,
Oh, looking at the rain
S-sitting down by my window now now,
All around I felt it,
All I could see was the rain
How many kids didn't grow up with a daddy
How many kids grew up sad but not glad
How many kids didn't grow up with a daddy
How many kids grew up sad
SONG LYRIC WRITTEN cND PERFORMED BY: VcRIOUS LOCcL UP cND COMING cRTISTS FROM STcTEN ISLcND NEW YORK. IT EXEMPLIFIES INDIVIDUcL cRTIST'S LIVED
Cool daddy, daddy Cool
Daddy, daddy Cool
She was the meanest cat (in old Chicago town)
She was the meanest cat
(she really mowed them down)
She had no
And I'ma stay so faithful
Daddy got a whole stable
Like TV shows on cable
Got a bad bitch on payroll
Little Miss Doja Cat
I just do whatever he say so
Hit
and the News, Cat daddy blues
Cat daddy moves, with the Cat daddy shoes
Billy jean steps, Fa da Cat daddy view
Neva be another, just a Cat daddy rule
Baby feel
S-sitting down by my window,
Oh, looking at the rain
S-sitting down by my window now now,
All around I felt it,
All I could see was the rain
school out
First of all, for the record, Scarface jail cats
Cultured by stretch it but name it, rather socialize
Eyes never lies, these guys tell me
the cats wanna dance with
Sweet little sixteen
Sweet little sixteen
She's just got to have
About a half a million
Framed autographs
Her wallet filled with
baby, playin' with the bats
Little gun's downtown in front of Woolworth's tryin' out his attitude on all the cats
Papa's on the corner, waitin' for
baby, playin' with the bats
Little gun's downtown in front of Woolworth's tryin' out his attitude on all the cats
Papa's on the corner, waitin' for
killer, weathered by the war
She still stood just to settle one last score
So she rolled on into Tucson, .45 hung at her hip
With a golden 'D' for Dalton,
Playin' with the bats
Little Gun's downtown in
Front of Woolworth's
Tryin' out his attitude on all the cats
Papa's on the corner, waitin' for the bus
Mama,
We gon' get it, we gon' get It Eat Daddy B, but the Recipe's spit
They don't know, we go Way back Mobbin' in the Kaiser Van, smashing up
Two jacks
S-sitting down by my window,
Oh, looking at the rain.
S-sitting down by my window now now,
All around I felt it,
All I could see was the rain.
got problems, ain't nobody callin' back
Now what the fuck is happenin'
With my ballin' cats?
Remember me? I'm your homie that
Was down to brawl
Sippin'
S-sitting down by my window
Oh, looking at the rain
S-sitting down by my window now now
All around I felt it
All I could see was the rain
Something
Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet Little Sixteen
Sweet Little Sixteen
She's just got to have
About half a million
Framed autographs
Her
Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet Little Sixteen
Sweet Little Sixteen
She's just got to have
About half a million
Framed autographs
Her
Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet Little Sixteen
Sweet Little Sixteen
She's just got to have
About half a million
Framed autographs
Her
Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet Little Sixteen
Sweet Little Sixteen
She's just got to have
About half a million
Framed autographs
Her
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