Lyrics:
in the mornings
A swollen angel who never would complain
She'd read her stories about little girls and princesses
Whose Daddy's don't feel punished
wish for what you always thought you would need
Daddy's little girl would never give up her world for me
Wouldn't want to breathe if it will ruffle your
girl
Went to a good school
Her daddy's little pride and joy
Up until she reached twelve
She never rebelled
And then she went and met a boy
Now he was
(Didn't your Mama tell you how to behave,girl?
Didn't your Daddy tell you not to wear that little thing?)
Been told you never get something for
seems
Momma and daddy come by sometimes
And everything is fine
My old dog does a little singing
Late at night when the moon gets bright
Sunday
The heat is so intense
Earthmen have no defence
Against Tomorrow's Girls
In the cool of the evening
In the last light of the triple sun
I wait by
of that Creedence Song
Do do, do do, do do, yeah
But daddy took a shine
Little girl behind the counter
She was movin' her hip
To the swamp beat
Yeah
(J-J-J-J-B, yeah, whoa oh, whoa no)
Now I can see it girl You ain't gotta say nothing
Your lips are calling me Like they wanna do something
my daddy said to us kids
I took that and ran for the rest of my days
I’m a little bit left of the “salt of the Earth”
Not too proud, I’ll prove my
There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven and she's Daddy's little girl
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks
and a green drop-top
And I don't stop, until I squirt
Jeans skirt butt-naked it all work
Gotta love ma little nasty girl
U know I love ma little nasty
Katy, little lady, and I love her
And you might have heard of daddies who would dote upon their girls
Who get wrapped around their fingers by the tossing
this
Melody fuck the hatin'
I had to tell my girl to pack her shit
Cause she slipped and dipped inside
I need a girl that's ready to ride
To keep
Momma gives birth to a little child,
Daddy waits, with a patient smile.
They tell him what he's brought into the world,
They all can tell she'll
Little girl in bloom
Carries a secret
The child she carries in her womb
She feels something sacred
She's gonna be a mammy soon
When your daddy comes
girl
I don't mean to hate December
It's meant to be the happy time of year
And my little girl don't understand
Why daddy can't afford no Christmas here
same color as a black and mild
Meditatin' blackin' out, J. Cole, a middle child
But you know I get my fuckin' way, like an only child
Downtown
the moments I treasure every night
But as the days go by you grow and grow
And there's something I want you to know
You'll always be daddy's little girl
No
favorite
Your daddy can't even look me in the eye
Ooh if I was in their shoes, I'd be doing the same thing
Saying there goes my little girl
Walking with
your blood?
Did it come from your daddy and mama?
Were you converted by an Alabama song on the radio?
That feels so right
Did you lock eyes with
The Little Daddy Shane for the world to see
Ricky-ticky-tempo, no surrembo
Italian men, call their girls a bimbo
Puerto Rican men call their girls muchacha
you know, I just love her so
She's my little woman, waitin' all this time
Babe, I'm a little fool for you, little girl
In the back of my Lincoln with the suicide doors
Yeah, a-huh
T-Pain, J Lyriq, Nappy Boy
Hit me on my hot line, I'm celebrity nine, so hustle, ooo
got it going on protect you girl you know yo daddy strong
(Im daddy's little girl)
Standing by you even if you wrong you aint never got to do this on yo
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