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Young Buck- To Be A Thug

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Daddy you`re coming home?
I wish i tell you but i don`t know,If you don`t work,you don`t eat
just be while i gone...
Daddy when you`re coming
I`m i`ll be back in a week...
sure you do your homework and kiss your momma for me...
Daddy when you`re home?
Don`t ask me no more,i`m to go
Can i go with you
Little shut my door
Daddy when you`re 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 street to much 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 want and i ai`nt 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
in the hospital drunk to going to see my daughter...
You already seen the look in my eyes to my babygirl cry..
The day of my life to see my babygirl smile..
a big world now
So you know to it slow...
You don`t need a for nothing your daddy got do...
You live where you want to,drive what you want to..
As long you are alive you gone do you want to
I put my on the line for me and mine...
When i leave men saying everytime

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(Verse 2)

You think i like nights on the street..
I do that,so daddy can keep keep on your feet...
See the reason you come 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 that day come rolex,baggets,daddy pay for..
Once a man make one,he`ll see the way i feel
You know that no gangsta be play shit to real...
See kids bring bills you know it a little
keep working or tworking something that kid need meals...
I got my baby on my arm..
27 is the day she was born
Untill i get back holdin down for pappa...
And to my heart evrytime to hear you holla...

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(Verse 3)

And this live before i wishin for a daddy
My baby will never up livin unhappy
I spend my whole life my father it bother me bad..
I God for my momma she is all i had...
A turn to the street to raise me...
I dropped outta school look what it make me...
The that i never had...
My baby have
So if my is in high school my baby gonna pass...
I sitting laugh cause she know that she looks like me..
And me never home it`s calling unlikely...
know that evrything i do is ment for me and you...
P.s daddy Young Buck i love you...

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