Lyrics:
Found your guts
Oh now you
Oh now you tough and shit
All grown up and shit
But you still daddy's little girl
Still call you daddy's little girl
Bitch,
(2nd time: "For hurting people")
If you can't find home
Know you're not alone
Take me to the cross
As the years went by
Daddy's little girl
Lost herself
Times have been right here
That's why I want you to know that you're so dear [so dear]
Chorus:
And I'll always be
I'll always be daddy's little girl
No
staring at each other
J.D. rolled by and smoked black's brother
Reached in his coat and grabbed a 'port
Full speed down Reed, shot his mom on the porch
little girl
I've been waiting all alone
and I wish you were here
Daddy, tuck me in
I know there's nothing to fear
been waiting in my room
while
And when your daddy gives his little girl away
Your mama gonna break right down and cry
L.A.
Just to give a little music to boo me away
Hey J.J. can you play Cocaine
Do After Midnight it's all the same
Oo-wee how did I lose
Talkin'
The kids was just starin' at each other
J.D. rolled by and smoked black's brother
Reached in his coat and grabbed a 'port
Full speed down Reed, shot his
really takin' that pipe"
I say, "Yes daddy I do, gimme brain like NYU"
I said, "Teach me, nigga, teach me, all this learnin' here is by you"
I'm
he makes you feel like a hoe,
Daddy's little girl is daddy's little hoe.
And even though to the preacher you confessed,
How he made you undress, you're
(Dorothy Jo Hope)
A little girl stood up in church in a worn and faded dress
She made her way up to the front to make a special prayer request
She
y'all
Chamillionaire y'all
And we go a little something like this
Have you ever rolled in a Rolls Royce
If you want to girl take your clothes off
On that
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, room, daddy, room
You know my heart's all outta room
You wanna love that little girl
By all means, honey, do
Well, you know she ain't
Housewives trying to recapture their youth
By wearing floral print and suede
Fixing their hairdos with PC, chemical-free hairspray
Martha Stewart
Play me some pimpin mayn yessir!
Juicy J featuring Gucci Mane and Project Pat!
Darlin, ' Darlin, ' babyyy
I'm so hood, 30 inches on the Chevrolet!
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, room, daddy, room
You know my heart's all outta room
You wanna love that little girl
By all means, honey, do
Well, you know she ain't
I burn the next MC like gonorrhea
Knock the boots on a girl named Althea
Then pull her friend by the name of Maria
[Kane]
Well I got
Girl, I love how you roll it
I put my hand there, (hand there), hold it
I'ma be right by ya
I'ma be right by ya
I'ma be right by ya
I'ma be right by
though
Right by there is my Y and the corner store
Diamond girls guarantee you see all the hoes
I was raised where the thugs lay
Where the little
When I run for prez, you best be a voter
Once knew a girl by the name of Rhoda
I watched Star Wars just to see Yoda
Or R2-D2 driving down the BQ
When
hands up (maybe it's the thug in me)
By age thirteen I was buckwild, good at my knuckle game
Made it through a tough childhood, never be the same
smoking on the flavors
I got haters, fuck it, I get paper
Word to J. Cole, she a ho, I can't save her
Keep switching beats but really the drill savior
hallelujah!
You got a son and you're raising him by yourself
You need a real one in your life
It ain't no probably, it's obvious that
Your baby daddy didn't do
By: jimmy buffett
1970
Straight-laced leather-faced he rolled
In like he owned the two-bit town
Dollar bills bulging from his bell-bottomed jeans
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