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Young Buck- Born To Be A

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Daddy when 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...
when you`re coming home?
I`m hustlin be back in a week...
make sure you do your homework and kiss momma for me...
when you`re coming home?
Don`t ask me no more,i`m to go
Can i go you daddy?
Little girl my door
Daddy you`re coming home?
You know i`ll be back i got to,but for now i 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
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 i`m livin
I never let you go sleep in a building
The day you was born me and my niggas popped
Fellin in the hospital to going to see my daughter...
You seen the look in my eyes to hear my babygirl cry..
The happiest day of my to see my babygirl smile..
a big world now
So you to take it slow...
You don`t need a nigga for nothing daddy got do...
You gone where you want to,drive what you want to..
As long you are you gone do what you want to
I put my life on the for me and mine...
When i men she`s saying everytime

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(Verse 2)

You think i like nights on the street..
I do that,so daddy can keep nikes on your feet...
See the reason you can`t in the kitchen...
I`m chicken..
We can go to the mall and ball soon as finished...
Let me take care of my for a minute..
And you want i promise we gonna get it..
Can`t wait to see my 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 play to real...
See kids bring bills you it cost a little
Better keep working or tworking something kid need meals...
I got my tatto on my arm..
September 27 is the day she was
Untill i get back just holdin for pappa...
And hurtin to my heart to hear you holla...

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(Verse 3)

And over live before i wishin for a daddy
My will never 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 to raise me...
I dropped outta school look what it make me...
The chances i never had...
My baby have
So if my is in high school my baby gonna pass...
I sitting laugh cause she know she looks just like me..
And me never coming home calling unlikely...
know that evrything i do is ment for me and you...
P.s your daddy Buck i love you...

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