Lyrics:
come this far by faith, blessed me with the voice and gave me that extra push (yeah)
And dear Momma (I love you, ma)
For the times I acted foolish, you
for props, tell your pops call the cops
See now I'm on the run, but still havin' fun
Livin' by the MAC, my gear is all black
I keep killin', because
kinda cheesy
She's her daddy's girl, oh so fine
Do anything in this world, to make her mine
We'll sip a lil' wine
Talk and see what this is all about
wonder what's in that basket
Sweet Daddy strolled by and said haven't you seen here?
That right there is Belly Dancin Dina
Now I'm all junglistcally
I still see a young child
I hear her broken heart
Where has her Daddy gone
Mournful tears leave her eyes
Cascade through
Broken last goodbyes
Hi
A newspaperman
I don't think it's fair, I live in a crazy world.
So many evils lurk, they just make me feel bad.
His voice it so loud
It was dark, stressful.
even
Baby, Why's your face so long, long, long?
Is your lovin' daddy gone, gone, gone?
Nothing so sad as a broken heart
Makes you feel so lonely, tears
it
I took it for the money and I took it for the fun
Don't step up in my face, you don't want to feel the taste
Don't try and play me out, cause I am
Baby, Why's your face so long, long, long?
Is your lovin' daddy gone, gone, gone?
Nothing so sad as a broken heart
Makes you feel so lonely, tears
to love this place,
They even got red clay,
Okay, hit a different,
Strip club everyday,
And I don't make it rain,
It's a hurricane on the way,
And I
for props, tell your pops call the cops
See now I'm on the run, but still havin' fun
Livin' by the MAC, my gear is all black
I keep killin', because
don't forget
Ho's I got the game to
Make their draw's right don't go Hollywood
That's what they tell me
They bought my fucking tape but I can
See that
Only lay it's demon egg, deep inside my brain
They're calling me a killer, I can't say that I'm not
My daddy's tried to kill me ever since I was a tot
By
to the game when she gone
The girls have fun the girls have fun
If she don't answer the phone twice we arguing
Its a house full of women and still I'm
Can we fight, for a beautiful life?
Don't be scared, that's all its about
Raise your voice, we make some noise
Believe in yourself, fight for your
that's ambition
For you to perpetrate the role of me, the Big Daddy
The Big Father, nah, don't even bother
'Cause that would mean you would have
surrounded by the people
Every voice in the world
It makes you feel like you're the star
Feel like it's us, feel like it's us
Looking for people and I'm
and wonderful
Life life life
ooh baby you and me
we're gonna drink it all up
Make a lot of love and have a little fun called life
yeah you gotta love life
a picture hardcore with a gun
Pimpin' ain't easy but it's always fun (it ain't easy baby)
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 411
this medicine's counterfeit
I was mislead by the sound of it, how am I gonna get turnt up on this Valium shit? (Yeah)
Checked in at the Royal Garden
I’ma star
It’s hard to make it where I’m from
I done turned nothin' into some' (Amen)
I think that I grew up too fast
I don’t ever have no fun
I tote
on the line
Son shine my divine
Run for the world
Take it day by day
Don't leave and curl
Run for the world
Takin day by day
Don't leave and curl
Time escapes
make a head on collision
A head on collision
And daddy told her she could never have
Late night out with her man
So she sits crying by the window
one to slap
Because La vida don't matter
Wip out a cuete watch
Your brains get splattered
Selling them doves
Hanging with thugs and all that
Beating up
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