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Daddy when you`re coming home?
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I wish i could tell you but i don`t know,If you don`t work,you don`t eat
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just be good while im gone
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Daddy when you`re coming home?
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I`m hustlin i`ll be back in a week
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make sure you do your homework and kiss your momma for me
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Daddy when you`re coming home?
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Don`t ask me no more,i`m about to go
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Can i go with you daddy?
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Little girl shut my door
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Daddy when you`re coming home?
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You know i`ll be back i got to,but for now i gotta to do
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what i gotta do i love you
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(Vers 1)
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I know i run these street to much but that`s my life
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And for you i trade it all my house,car,my ice
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Every night i look at you..I thank god(Thank God)
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Knowing you got everything you want and i ain't even got a job
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Not to mention this thug life i`m livin
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I never let you go sleep in a brick building
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The day you was born me and my niggas popped bottles
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Fellin in the hospital drunk to going to see my daughter
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You already seen the look in my eyes to hear my babygirl cry
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The happiest day of my life to see my babygirl smile
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It`s a big world now, so you know to take it slow
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You don`t need a nigga for nothing your daddy got dough
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You gone live where you want to,drive what you want to
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As long you are alive you gone do what you want to
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I put my life on the line for me and mine
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When i leave men she`s saying everytime
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(Verse 2)
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You think i like spendin nights on the street
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I do that,so daddy can keep keep nikes on your feet
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See the reason you can`t come in the kitchen, I`m cookin chicken
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We can go to the mall and ball soon as daddy finished
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Let me take care of my busines for a minute
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And anything you want i promise we gonna get it
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Can`t wait to see my baby graduate, when that day come
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Rolex,baggets,daddy gonna pay for em
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Once a man make one,he`ll see the way that i feel
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You know that ain`t no gangsta be play shit to real
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See kids bring bills you know it cost a lil'
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Better keep working or tworking something that kid need meals
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I got my baby tattoed on my arm
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September 27 is the day she was born
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Until i get back just holdin down for pappa...
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It's hurtin to my heart everytime to hear you holla...
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(Verse 3)
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I know what it's like wishin for a daddy
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My baby will never grow up livin unhappy
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I spend my whole life without my father it bothered me bad
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I thank God for my momma she is all i had
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A nigga turn to the street to raise me
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I dropped outta high school look what it make me
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The chances that i never had, my baby gonna have
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So if my babygirl is in high school my baby gonna pass
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I sitting laugh cause she know that she looks just like me
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And me never coming home is highly unlikely
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It`s know that evrything i do is ment for me and you
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P.s your daddy Young Buck i love you
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Born To Be A Thug
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Young Buck |