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Daddy Wanna

アーティスト:Boot Camp Clik  作詞:BLAKE KENYATTA S/DEWGARDE EWART C/MC NAIR JACK K  作曲:BLAKE KENYATTA S/DEWGARDE EWART C/MC NAIR JACK K 

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( female voice ) Nigga, where the fuck you been? I know you heard the phone pagin I know you heard the shit goin off, okay? Where the fuck you was at? Where you was at that coulda been so important you couldn't fuckin call The little kid's pampers shitty as hell, ain't no fuckin pampers That's where the fuck you went, right, to go get pampers Where the shit's at? You don't smell that shit? You smell it, right, you smell the fuckin house? Where the fuck was you? Why you think the kids act like that when you come around? They don't fuckin know you Why, cause you was a deadbeat dad, nigga That's what the fuck you are That's the role you play, piece of shit ( VERSE 1: Starang ) Aiyo, I just want my baby to look and still love me Knowin that her daddy's a crook, word up All the time I'm in crazy drama When I pick up the phone call my baby's mama, aha She try to tell my baby I'm no good But she don't like to explain how Starang is so hood Sayin money ain't shit, she don't know no better She got a regular job, she don't owe no cheddar, aha Fightin and fussin, she's sayin, "Fuck Will" But bitches always tryin to ice-skate uphill But I'ma stay aggy to keep you happy Knowin it makes you mad when bitches try to get at me You only four, don't like your hair nappy We both won't rock gators less they Navy's I'ma bust my ass to make sure you have, girl Cause right now you're all I have, word up ( VERSE 2: Sean Price ) Aiyo, daddy wanna leave now Your moms playin games and I feel deceived now I gotta go when I do a show or leave for tours she hatin Sniffin my drawers, ask me if I'm fornicatin I'm like, bitch please, gone are the days of me Trickin with chickens on the ave that striptease Yo, and I don't like your moms Gettin to the point where I wanna strike your moms And I know you don't wanna see me fight your moms Get hype and commence to lead-pipe your moms And I ain't goin to jail I'm packin my bags, I'm out the door, I gotta bail ( VERSE 3: Buckshot ) Sit you down on that stool, give you a jewel And let you know you're never too young for that rule Rule one: you must have knowledge of self To know the only one you follow is self Anything else is useless, the truth is the youth is wild Growin up and they ruthless now But you my child and I had you when I was half you Now I have to show you how to follow no man and when they ask you What you wanna do when you grow, tell em blow Let em know everything that glitter ain't gold Never fold when you come against a obstacle And know that nobody's stoppin you but you ( VERSE 4: Tek ) Damn, it feel good to have my son on my chest See my features in his face and I love him to death Show him how to move right, just right for a gang Cause me and my father never did the daddy-son thing While I was in the streets


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