| Damn man this shits crazy
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| Got a little son now, little me Runnin around, its crazy
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| I’d do anything man, do anything
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| Life is precious, remember that.
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| And if i die then my child’ll be a bastard
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| I just had a newborn,
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| Shorty weighs 7 pounds, 6 ounces, 20 inches, too strong,
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| Im happy now, ima daddy now,
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| I gotta be there, i aint get to see my daddy around,
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| We aint never get to ball out kid,
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| I was young, the game caught him before i did, but
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| Back to you son, as for you son,
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| I’d do any and everything, thats the truth son,
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| From the dirtiest diaper, till you get old enough to dirty your nikes up,
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| Im your clean up man,
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| You ever need a hand, need a foot, need a heart, need a lung,
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| Reach for the phone, call me up son,
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| Yes, everything drops for you, everything stops for you,
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| I’ll bury a block for you,
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| I’ll let go every shot for you, and i’ll reload the clip, just to make sho he’s
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| hit
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| I gotta little boy to look after,
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| I gotta little boy to look after,
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| I gotta little boy to look after,
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| And if i die then my child’ll be a bastard
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| Everyday i look in your face, I sit back and i smile,
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| Look at his face, its just like mine, wow,
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| Damn, this kid shines,
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| Authority and prioritys, this kids mine, so,
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| That means i gotta beat him if i have to,
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| Keep him out of bad schools, teach him how to rap smooth,
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| Show him the ropes like, make sure his rope’s tight,
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| No screws loose, no loose screws,
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| Got manners, got morals, got sense of respect,
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| Cause when you gone, boy thats all you got left,
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| You ever get craze for candy, dont take a strangers candy,
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| Open a strangers candy, those are the strangest candys,
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| I’m your rider, your guider, pusher, provider,
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| But most of all im your father and im just looking out for you,
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| When there’s a problem, man im just looking out for you,
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| Im not talking man, im just pulling out for you,
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| The ford, a sword, the hood’ll come out for you,
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| And what im about to do, you shouldnt go out and do,
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| You just make sure your good to me, you good to mom,
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| Respect your elders, you grow to be good and strong,
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| I gotta little boy to look after,
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| I gotta little boy to look after,
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| I gotta little boy to look after,
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| And if i die then my child’ll be a bastard
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| I raise you up in the sky, like behold,
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| The only thing greater then I, YOU, my greatest achievement,
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| F*** a platinum plaque, this is history in the making, believe it,
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| Without you i cant make or suceed s***,
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| I cant think, i cant wake up and eat s***,
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| You the reason, that im breathin,
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| And i will stop at any moment to see this, child live a better life,
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| Wow its a better life, but you better throw down if you ever fight,
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| Like Rocky do, dont be no punk when its time to get up and put on your boxing
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| shoes,
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| You lace em up tight, you fall, get up fight,
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| You lose, oh well, we all lose some fights,
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| Just be a man about yours, life is all about handling yours,
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| So you just keep handling yours.
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| I gotta little boy to look after,
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| I gotta little boy to look after,
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| I gotta little boy to look after,
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| And if i die then my child’ll be a bastard |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Daddy, artist - Juelz Santana. Album song What The Game's Been Missing!, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп