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Young Buck- To Be A Thug

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

(Vers 1)
I know i run these street to much but my life
And for you i it all my house,car,my ice
Every i look at you..i thank god(Thank God)
Knowing you got evrything you want and i ai`nt got a job
Not to mention this i`m livin
I never let you go sleep in a building
The day you was me and my niggas popped bottles
Fellin in the drunk to going to see my daughter...
You seen the look in my eyes to hear my babygirl cry..
The day of my life to see my babygirl smile..
It`s a big now
So you to take it slow...
You need a nigga for nothing your daddy got do...
You gone live you want to,drive what you want to..
As long you are alive you gone do what you to
I put my life on the for me and mine...
When i leave men she`s saying

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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 ball soon as finished...
Let me take of my busines for a minute..
And you want i promise we gonna get it..
wait to see my baby graduate
When that day come rolex,baggets,daddy pay for..
Once a man make one,he`ll see the way that i
You know that no gangsta be play shit to real...
See kids bills you know it cost a little
Better keep working or tworking something that kid meals...
I got my tatto on my arm..
September 27 is the day she was
Untill i get back just holdin for pappa...
And to my heart evrytime to hear you holla...

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(Verse 3)

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

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