Luyện nghe bài hát Oh Daddy

Oh Daddy, you know you me cry
How can you love me? I can't why
Oh Daddy, you know you me cry
How can you love me? I can't why
Oh

That's what they yellin' when they me
Eyes are swellin', cryin', to stab me
Once they realize can't have me
I leave 'em try to let 'em down easy like rhymes
I snatch your heart so easy valentine
Can't get caught up in that again, never letting Cupid in
Boo you ain't no time to be lovin'
Man the on my pistol only thing I be huggin'

It's Daddy, not your Daddy, Mack
Bitch you got it criss-crossed scrap, I ain't havin' that, I have your back
how you act when I had your back
Picture me havin' that to back, I pimp proper like shrimp-lobster
Check out my pimp-posture even my limp proper,
I can't help what's runnin' down face
I moved your ass into furnished place
you earned that space

Oh Daddy, you know you me cry
(Yes Mommy, don't cry dry eye)
How can you me? I can't understand why
Oh Daddy, you know you me cry
(Yes Mommy, cry dry your eye)
How can you love me? I can't why
Oh

baby, you had me
All the twirlies in the used to take it back gladly
We was tighter Tommy Buns and Keesha
You clean my guns, my ones, bagged the reefer
Shit I you was the one, you was my bitch
The one that never
Taught you how to a fifth, shit
I taught you how to the whip

Taught you how to suck a dick, you how to fluff a brick
But you got more than a B-mama
Got me goin' through the like C. Thomas
the bullshit, he say she say the bitch is mad
'Cause my jams kick like East bay mad they mans got
They on replay, how you drop from celebrity status
Pushin' to niggaz in celebrity wagons
In them sucka type Jags now, you fuckin' mad

Oh Daddy, you know you me cry
(Yes Boo Boo, boo hoo)
How can you love me? I can't why
Oh Daddy, you know you me cry
(Hey baby, I'm sleazy)
How can you love me? I understand why
Oh

Oh Mommy so sad we had it together
You had it that's yo, bad
You fucked up it meant to be
You lucked up told me at the end don't her
See that's all the bullshit started
That's three me in reverse, counter-clockwise
In my mind I that we would work
But I that I was wrong

Ran a dead end unfaithful bitch you fucked the nigga
I was blazin' with, Fugazied shit, it him
It was the paper shit, it's all about the latest shit
That or they favorite car or get paper ball
Unless your label all that and you as stars
Makin' the millions got them willin' to do whatever it takes
Takin' it off or willin' to screw whoever I bring guess it's a celebrity
But I was never I was blessed with the game

Oh Daddy, you you make me cry
(Yes baby, cry dry your eye)
How can you love me? I can't why
Oh Daddy, you you make me cry
(Yes so girl, man, I love your world)
How can you me? I can't understand why
Oh

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