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Young Buck- Born To Be A

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when 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...
when you`re coming home?
I`m i`ll be back in a week...
make sure you do homework and kiss your momma for me...
when you`re coming home?
Don`t ask me no more,i`m to go
Can i go with you
girl shut my door
Daddy when you`re coming
You i`ll 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 thug-life i`m livin
I never let you go sleep in a brick
The day you was me and my niggas popped bottles
Fellin in the hospital 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..
a big world now
So you to take it slow...
You don`t need a for nothing your daddy got do...
You gone 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 i like spendin nights on the street..
I do that,so daddy can keep keep nikes on feet...
See the reason you come in the kitchen...
I`m chicken..
We can go to the and ball soon 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 graduate
When that day 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 shit to real...
See kids bring bills you know it cost a
Better keep working or something that kid need meals...
I got my baby on my arm..
September 27 is the day she was
i get back just holdin down for pappa...
And to my heart evrytime to hear you holla...

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(Verse 3)

And over this before i wishin for a daddy
My baby will grow up livin unhappy
I spend my life 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 high school look what it make me...
The that i never had...
My baby have
So if my babygirl is in high school my baby pass...
I sitting laugh cause she know that she looks just me..
And me never coming it`s calling unlikely...
It`s know that i do is ment for me and you...
P.s your daddy Young Buck i you...

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