Lyrics:
I was a girl at my daddy's side
Papa, the royal mortician
Revealed to me in secret signs
The mark of the magician
And daddy was no dummy
Did
see where I'm at
But baby girl got tired, and I would never see my daddy
All the boys were liars, and they were always getting at me
You see I tried
Two little children a boy and a girl
Sat by an old church door
The little girl's feet
Were as brown as the curl
That fell on the dress that she
Two little children a boy and a girl
Sat by an old church door
The little girl's feet
Were as brown as the curl
That fell on the dress that she
CLEAR BLUE WRAPPERS|NOT A SINGLE MINUS SIGN|SHE'S PRAYING TO THE PORCELAIN GODS|HE'S PALE WHITE BY THE SINK|HE'S GONNA HAVE TO FIND HIM A REAL
around
Nine minutes later little girl makes a sound
She looks like her mother
Wrapped up in that cover
From then on out she made a promise to her self
three cheers to the losing team
From the other school.
A little dedication. A little pair of daddy's shoes to fill.
Complete education. One day he'll
That you coming home late
Your body smoking cigarette
The kinda girl you can not underate
When she walk past by all ah them girls them imitate
All ah
crack
Oooohhhh so you wanna spend a little cash
I can reach into my stash and pull out something for youuuu
Wanna make some side money take a little
home home home home
Little bit soft, everybody go soft
Go on home to see my baby
Yeah you know that she loves you daddy like crazy
I say my misses
By James A. White
It happened when I was 10, 10 years old
I was a totally normal kid, the truth be told
Baseball, football, shy around girls
That was
Oh, you're his girl?
Hello, my name is Mr. Goodbar
I'm came to offer champagne
Later on, maybe, I'll tell you my real name
But for now sip your
Oh, you're his girl?
Hello, my name is Mr. Goodbar
I'm came to offer champagne
Later on, maybe, I'll tell you my real name
But for now sip your
He always called her daddy's little girl
She was four years old
Waiting by the door to run into his arms
Each time that he came home
And every night
I was smoking a few
I show you the truth
Hop in the Fusion and cruise
Play that new J. Cole man I knew
He would blow since '02
I flow for the youth
to just make it
Like Hov and J. Cole are just sposed to be waiting
Like thanks for believing
But please give me patience I'm
Smoking and drinking
Back before my homie sold
I was on parole, This life was too cold
I Had no goals, We was KOD J Cole
Now it’s time to elevated
These bars will pull you
to fighting with the fans like I'm Ron Artest
In the studio for hours I don't need no rest
I be killing tracks for days this ain't my best
Sumn like J. Cole
vile man shout out to j cole
But this is lyrical joe
Shovels At work Chaley it’s time to burry talks
And It all balls down to holes like golf
They
have to say
Just leave headphones in my tomb
To listen to Nas and J Cole
Let it breath
It's a cold world
Let it let it breath
It's a cold world
Let it
I leave it up me me girl, You tell me when and I'll act
By the first light of dawn, Daddy will be on his way
By the first light of dawn, No more
the front row
And the three times that I heard just this week that my words
Were sang by three year old
Hairbrush for a microphone
Little girl with
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
goes out to my money earnin Mount Vernon crew
J. Daddy, James Huff, Pete Rock, Nick Love
Trak Boogie, and my man Chris Hughley
(You've got a)
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