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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 coming home?
I`m hustlin be back in a week...
make sure you do your homework and your momma for me...
Daddy when coming home?
Don`t ask me no more,i`m to go
Can i go with you
Little girl my door
Daddy when you`re coming
You know i`ll be i got to,but for now i gotta to do
what i gotta do i 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 nigght i look at you..i god(Thank God)
Knowing you got evrything you and i ai`nt even got a job
Not to this thug-life i`m livin
I let you go sleep in a brick building
The day you was born me and my popped bottles
in the hospital drunk to going to see my daughter...
You already 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 where you want to,drive what you to..
As long you are alive you do what you want to
I put my life on the for me and mine...
i leave men she`s saying everytime

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(Verse 2)

You think i like spendin 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 as daddy 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 baby
that day come rolex,baggets,daddy gonna pay for..
Once a man make one,he`ll see the way i feel
You know that ain`t no gangsta be play to real...
See kids bring bills you it cost 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 evrytime to you holla...

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(Verse 3)

And over this live before i wishin for a
My baby never grow up livin unhappy
I spend my whole without my father it bother me bad..
I thank God for my she is all i had...
A nigga turn to the street to me...
I dropped outta high look what it make me...
The that i never had...
My baby have
So if my babygirl is in high 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 evrything i do is for me and you...
P.s daddy Young Buck i love you...

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