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Young Buck- To Be A Thug

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Daddy when you`re coming
I wish i could you but i don`t know,If you don`t work,you don`t eat
be good while i gone...
Daddy when you`re coming
I`m i`ll be back in a week...
make you do your homework and kiss your momma for me...
Daddy when coming home?
ask me no more,i`m about to go
Can i go you daddy?
Little girl shut my
Daddy when you`re coming
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 but that`s my life
And for you i it all my house,car,my ice
nigght i look at you..i thank god(Thank God)
Knowing you got evrything you and i ai`nt even got a job
Not to mention this thug-life i`m
I never let you go sleep in a brick
The day you was born me and my niggas bottles
Fellin in the hospital drunk to 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 don`t need a nigga for your daddy got do...
You gone where you want to,drive what you want to..
As long you are alive you do what you want to
I put my on the line 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 daddy can keep keep nikes on feet...
See the reason you can`t in the kitchen...
I`m chicken..
We can go to the mall and ball as daddy finished...
Let me care of my busines for a minute..
And anything you i promise 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 bring bills you know it a little
keep working or tworking something that kid need meals...
I got my tatto on my arm..
27 is the day she was born
Untill i get back holdin down for pappa...
And hurtin to my heart to hear you holla...

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(Verse 3)

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

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