| Daddy’s girl, I know who your poppa is
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| What a world to think he cares about it
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| Let me show you what I know to be true ‘cause I care
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| If I’m lying, girl I’m dying, heavens to my hand
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| Trust me all he’ll do is feed you lies, girl I’ll try
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| I can see your eyes, knowing what you need
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| I’d lay down my life, just to set you free
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| Make me stomp him out, bring him to his knees
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| Once I show you light, watch him pack and leave
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| With all my life, and all my might (trust me ‘cause I know)
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| Lonely girl, I know who whispers to you
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| Show me girl, what them whispers telling you
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| If you give me an idea I’ll crush them lies with truth
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| Chop him down and build you up with love to point you to
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| Take my hand let’s stand up pass him by, to the other side
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| I can see your eyes, knowing what you need
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| I’d lay down my life, just to set you free
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| Make me stomp him out, bring him to his knees
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| Once I show you light, watch him pack and leave
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| With all my life, and all my might (trust me ‘cause I know) |