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Young Buck- Born To Be A

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Daddy when you`re coming
I wish i tell you but i don`t know,If you don`t work,you don`t eat
just be while i gone...
Daddy when coming home?
I`m hustlin i`ll be in a week...
make sure you do your homework and your momma for me...
Daddy when you`re coming
ask me no more,i`m about to go
Can i go you daddy?
Little shut my door
Daddy you`re coming home?
You i`ll be back i got to,but for now i gotta to do
i gotta do i love you

(Vers 1)
I know i run these to much but that`s my life
And for you i it all my house,car,my ice
Every nigght i at you..i thank god(Thank God)
Knowing you got evrything you want and i ai`nt got a job
Not to this thug-life i`m livin
I let you go sleep in a brick building
The day you was me and my niggas popped bottles
in the hospital drunk to going to see my daughter...
You already seen the look in my to hear my babygirl cry..
The day of my life to see my babygirl smile..
a big world now
So you know to it slow...
You don`t need a nigga for nothing daddy got do...
You live where you want to,drive what you want to..
As long you are alive you do what you want to
I put my life on the for me and mine...
i leave men she`s saying everytime

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(Verse 2)

You think i like nights on the street..
I do that,so can keep keep nikes on your feet...
See the reason you come in the kitchen...
I`m chicken..
We can go to the mall and soon as daddy finished...
Let me care of my busines for a minute..
And anything you want i we gonna get it..
wait to see my baby graduate
When day come rolex,baggets,daddy gonna pay for..
Once a man make one,he`ll see the way that i
You know that ain`t no gangsta be shit to real...
See kids bills you know it cost a little
Better keep working or tworking that kid need meals...
I got my tatto on my arm..
27 is the day she was born
Untill i get back just holdin for pappa...
And hurtin to my heart to hear you holla...

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(Verse 3)

And over this live before i for a daddy
My will never grow up livin unhappy
I spend my whole life my father it bother me bad..
I thank God for my she is all i had...
A nigga turn to the to raise me...
I dropped outta high school what it make me...
The chances i never had...
My gonna have
So if my babygirl is in high my baby gonna pass...
I sitting laugh cause she know that she looks like me..
And me never home it`s calling unlikely...
It`s know that evrything i do is for me and you...
P.s your daddy Young Buck i you...

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