Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Daddy Luv U, artist - Lil Boosie.
Date of issue: 05.03.2007
Song language: English
Daddy Luv U |
Now, this first verse, for Ivyanna |
The only seed I actually watched come outta momma |
And she so smart, and she so cute I think she gifted man |
She gimme sweet eyes say she love me just to lift the pain |
But she don’t know about her sister and her baby brother |
They need to talk, but they can’t talk cuz they crazy mothers |
I feed her, clothe her, take her places all across the nation |
She know I rap and know her daddy be on tv stations |
She see my magnum, and she run up, hollin daddy daddy |
So on that strength, when i’m n beef, I’ll let you niggas have it |
And she ain’t even 4 though |
But she be laughin at her daddy when he hit dat do do |
Behind Ivy man, I go loco, I lose my mind |
I see her wake up every morning, even love how she be cryin |
And plus she get her nails done, toes done at three |
Wear purses and lipstick, oooo, you gotta see |
Man, I love her, that’s my heart, ain’t gon lie, Ivy bad |
She done rode first class before she had her first class |
But even if yeh mamma tell yeh different, daddy love yeh |
For da time that I missed you, daddy love yeh |
For da missin time, da prison time, when ain’t no one won’t give a dime |
Remember dis, Daddy love yeh |
Now dis second verse for Pretty Black |
No matter what her momma tell her, she gon love Hatch |
And all she want is for her daddy show her love back |
She look just like her other grandma, Victoria Hatch |
The first year I only saw my child on holidays |
I broke her bread but I feel guilty bout da hidin days |
And now dey wanna put a child on child support |
I’m finally turning 21, now I’m back in court |
I gotta hook up on dat lean, now I’m stackin dough |
My babys mama’s stay at war, it’s embarassin whoa |
And everytime I see her outside, and she dirty, I clean her |
And it hurt me when I clean her cause I’m fresh up out da cleaners |
Now I’m feelin bad, time to put her in a beemer |
Let her hit da block, looking like her auntie trina |
Now she smiling at her daddy, but she ain’t sayin too much |
Just like Ivy, I give Tarlasia, that tickle touch |
Man I love dem girls, I like dey hair up in curls |
I put a end to ya life, if you fuck with they world, tarlasia |
Now dis last verse for Tootie Ray |
The Ray for his grandfather, who passed away |
I wonder if he be like daddy, who blast da k |
Made me feel good, cause he cried to go wit daddy today |
When he get older I’ma sittin him down and straight up tell |
When you was in your mommas stomach boy I gave yeh hell |
You got a cousin look just like yeh, name lil trell |
You got a uncle name Bronson, but he up in jail |
And Rocawear jus like his daddy, spit on people like his daddy |
I guess my fuckin son gon be a savage |
And I be havin em saggin, and shame on me |
But he ain’t gonna be no lame round me |
So ain’t no need to spank a g |
And all I do his holla at him |
And he get right, and he sit back |
He act like he gonna cry, then he wipe his fuckin eyes |
Some of my family members won’t accept him, dey cold hearted |
But dat boy gon be a legend, he gon be so retarded |
At 11 I’m gonna go get my son A farari |
At seven im gon get him head at his birthday party |