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Young Buck- To Be A Thug

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

(Vers 1)
I know i run these street to but that`s my life
And for you i it all my house,car,my ice
Every nigght i look at you..i god(Thank God)
Knowing you got you want and i ai`nt even got a job
Not to mention thug-life i`m livin
I never let you go in a brick building
The day you was born me and my niggas bottles
in the hospital drunk to going to see my daughter...
You already the look in my eyes to hear my babygirl cry..
The happiest day of my life to see my smile..
a big world now
So you know to it slow...
You don`t need a nigga for nothing daddy got do...
You gone live where you want to,drive you want to..
As long you are you gone do what you want to
I put my on the line for me and mine...
When i leave men she`s everytime

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(Verse 2)

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

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(Verse 3)

And over this before i wishin for a daddy
My baby never grow up livin unhappy
I my whole life without my father it bother me bad..
I thank God for my she is all i had...
A turn to the street to raise me...
I dropped outta high school look what it me...
The chances i never had...
My baby gonna
So if my babygirl is in high my baby gonna pass...
I sitting laugh cause she know that she just like me..
And me never coming home calling unlikely...
It`s know that evrything i do is for me and you...
P.s your Young Buck i love you...

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