| It don’t matter what she does
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| Cuz she’s always been daddy girl
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| No matter where she hides
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| She is gon' always be daddy’s girl
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| It don’t matter what she says
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| She gon' always be her daddy’s girl
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| Long as she believes the lies
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| Said she is gon' be daddy’s girl
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| Aye
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| Aye
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| She was young she was smart
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| She was humorous and beautiful
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| Her papa was a pimp
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| Mom was shootin' up as usual
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| Ma’s passed out on the couch
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| Pops was sneaking to her room
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| And he left her sterile
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| Cuz he barreled himself deep into her womb
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| She’d hide the bruises
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| Of abuses with sweaters and shades
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| Concentrated on her school
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| Trying to better her grades
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| She fantasized about college and escape
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| While her father’s on the bottle
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| She hollers from the bottom getting raped
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| And when it’s over she lays there naked in tears
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| Feeling worthless
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| Like she’d deserving what she’s taken for years
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| She’s on her own
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| She prays to the Lord
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| She tells her momma but momma
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| Don’t want no drama
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| So she labels her «whore»
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| She’s only fourteen
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| The poor queen knows nothing but pain
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| Too many clouds to see the sun
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| So she’s stuck in the rain
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| Stuck in the game
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| No hope her hearts corroded And thin
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| With more to follow
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| Tomorrow it starts over again
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| Don’t matter what she does
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| Cuz she’s always been daddy’s girl
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| No matter where she hides
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| She is gon' always be daddy’s girl
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| It don’t matter what she says
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| She gon' always be her daddy’s girl
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| Long as she believes the lies
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| Said she is gon' always be daddy’s girl
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| Yuh it’s real
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| Yuh
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| Yo
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| And as time passes
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| That academic scholarship came
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| Off to college
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| But it’s obvious her problems remain
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| She walks around with her head down
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| No respect for herself
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| She gotta live with all these long term affect on her health
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| She got syphillis from pops
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| Hepatitis from mom
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| From when she accidentally got that needle stuck in her thumb
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| And if you seen her grades
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| You’da probably thought she’d be fine
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| But she lessens her depression with oxycontins and wine
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| Cuz without it she can’t sleep
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| Traumatically she’d been torn
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| Terrified that somehow her papa gon' come sneak in her dorm
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| The years pass she’s bout to graduate the top of her class
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| But I am sad to say them accolades are not gonna last
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| She got her gown her cap her tassel and brain
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| But she so scared of the reality that comes after the strain
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| She don’t wanna be no grown woman begging for love
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| She ain’t show for the ceremony
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| They found her dead in a tub
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| Don’t matter what she does
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| Cuz she’s always been daddy’s girl
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| No matter where she hides
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| She is gon' always be daddy’s girl
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| It don’t matter what she says
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| She gon' always be her daddy’s girl
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| Long as she believes the lies
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| Said she is gon' be daddy’s girl
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| Daddy’s girl
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| Daddy’s girl
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| God’s daughter doesn’t know her worth
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| She’s been used and abused since birth
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| She’s so precious she is
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| Yeah
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| Daddy’s girl
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| Daddy’s girl |