Lyrics:
but I but boots up on the pavement
My daughter love to pop her shit cause she been eatin since a baby
Both my kids den seen a ten shit fr they seen
Come on now
Zaga zaga na
Come on now
Baby, girl I love you
And ah wan for mek you love me back
So tell me, if I can gi you
You go gi me, that's all I
Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant
(Just the two of us, just the two of us)
Baby, your dada love you
And I'ma always be here for you
(Just the two of us, just the two of us)
No
chicken and swans, 'posed to be for selling
Had devious plans, getting into gasoline
Had several cats in the Hollywood magazine
Oh they wrote about jazz,
keeps
I be thinking about my father wanting to be a father
I wanna be a role model to my son or daughter
I want my wife know I love her and I always got
If it don't evolve me then I ain't addressing
If you're pressed for likes then its clout you chasing
You talk about love
Do nothing but hate
You
Osinachimo okwa Chineye
My humble father Osinachi
My loving daughter sinachi mo
My baby mama sinachi
Dele momodu sinachi mo
No be by force to go dubai
Abi
Osinachimo okwa Chineye
My humble father Osinachi
My loving daughter sinachi mo
My baby mama sinachi
Dele momodu sinachi mo
No be by force to go dubai
Abi
Oh Lord!
Gimme that God Almighty
That good old Gospel
That old school doctrine
Oh Lord!
Gimme that truth for the body
Ain't nothing new about
those who weren't proud of you
Appreciated by those who pretended to
Tell my mother I love and miss her too
I hope she made peace with what she's going
know what I'm sayin?
The God ca-diver, in the streets of Iris.
We talk about sex, money and drugs.
(Ruled by power.) And why'all cats don't know
What
them streets or in them books
Raising them kids or singing them hooks
I love to see a woman at work, studying for that GRE
Go and get that master's
food.for our dinner.
i have cried my self to sleep by the cold sea,
with no coat or blanket or dime for the phone,
and awakened in the warm sun,
in his arms,
but his right hand scuba dived
Don't die by a sword that you used to shine
You can drown for your king, you don't know about Ophelia
Cah we got iron,
love[03:14.45]And is about giving full permission[03:16.36]To your significant other[03:17.81]To explore your sensuality[03:20.17]This one is for
is needed
I'm twenty-two years old with a beautiful daughter
By a dead beat who wouldn't give a quarter to support her
My money was gettin' low,
All of my dreams here never going to die
what if I could see the world to my daughter‘s eyes
feel the joy before she ever become traumatized by
This is the stylin' for a title that sounds silly
But nothin' silly about the triflin' times of Millie
Millie a Brooklyn Queen originally from
hearted
They criticize me huh
They talk about me bad
Ain't nobody wanna sign me
I had to show my ass
If I love you ain't no question I'd give my last
little time you pull out a prop, and where does it stop? Where does it stop?
Where does it stop?
Do I still have something to say about my daughter
up on the gas, I gotta big ol' Lac
A nigga comin down with blue and purple
Comin down with a 5th in the back
And Im feelin so true
Got much love for my
with the rich
I'm faithfully married to rap
We've been engaged for twelve years
Tyson bite Holyfield ear
We love the sport, look out your
holdin' on for dear life, bringin' me drama
But I'm only responsible for my daughters Cai and Karma
Nigga you's a grown man, get yourself together
Forget
Discuss these about for the love of a daughter by demi lovato Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In