Lyrics:
him calling your name
Long Daddy Green is a fly-by-night
You turn around, he's out of sight
Seems he's your fair-weather friend
And your foul weather
say I OD'd off that X, what they gon' say next?
Grandma died, momma House, lemme talk to ya.
Niggas hate, but I don’t drive by, I walk to ya.
High
to a thing
It's followed by the danger's that this thug life brings
He gave you clothes and rings, moved you out the crib
Put his dough up in yo closet, taught
MMM, MMM Baby
Lyrics by Eric W. Smith (ASCAP) Music Darryl Swann
Verse
I was 18 in 81,
A hoop star and rock n roller
She was a ballet dancer
have a very important man in my life
He means the world to me
He helped make into the strong woman I am today
I'm talkin about my Daddy
Verse One:
I
found a ten outta ten, she wanna take me home tonight
She planning to leave next week and I wish I could slow the time
I can't hold on to her, life goes
slave the
Newspaper went on to have tremendous success
At each stage of his life Douglass was tested
By the powerful odds against him instead of
Giving
stole from the silver plate, my sisters had more gall
One preacher said sing out loud and clear, it's the only life you've got
And the next one said be
Aye (What?)
I been mixing X with addy, I need to slow down (Slow down)
Bet yo hoe gone call me daddy, If she come around
Wanna test it? We can bet it
own moves
[Verse 1 - Daddy X]
This life time here
Shits kinda funny
Seems like everybody's out for the money
Everybodys chasin fake fortune and fame
really had a shot
Daddy locked up, mama is a thot thot
Will he live to see 21? Prolly not
All he see is the fast life
Live by the gun die by the gun
My lawyer's son died in his sleep last night
Got me thinking 'bout who I was in my past life
To be surrounded by so much pain
I understand my
or anyone
I die by the gun, my life has just begun
Thought I was livin all along, but I was wrong
This long road I have to travel in countless battles
the next man kicking up fuss"
Drunk, she stumbles down by a river
Screams calling London
None of us heard her coming
I guess the carpet weren't rolled
to
Cah right now I'm not that dude
She's the type to get dolled up to take pics
Addicted to the life of likes and reposts
Back then she was overlooked by
you
BE YOURSELF
Fuck what the next kid talking bout
BE YOU
And always know
I'ma have yo back
Cause you my nigga for life
You know that
Yeah
Just to let
(Who?)
Outpace motherfuckers on the 10-speed (we out)
This Ukrainian gettin' billions, no Zelenskyy
All these projects, I feel like Prince, B (uh-huh)
the crib, start a new life
But mama's home alone, it's been twenty years since she's been my daddy's wife
But my time has come, pack my bags missin only one
grind
Just copped a maroon 5, no Adam Levine
Came a man by myself, only father was time
I know that she relate baby daddy ain't shit
So she raised that
Dimple Haig and gown by Dior
Oh please daddy, let's go skiing at St Moritz
With Mary Lou and you know who and the upper ten
If we don't break our arms
Daddy's wanted as he maxes and relaxes
She can't even sue for money, pushers don't pay taxes
So what's to do? Oh yeah
To feed ten mouths, she had to call
Maybe his daddy ain't teach him right
Tell him his do's and don'ts
Now he's gettin' his ass kicked from Baylor to Wise
By them boys from the 940
Because
alarmed, you know what I'm saying?
There might be some pushing, some shoving
Nine times outta ten, somebody gon' get squabbled
Squabble, squabble,
mack that
Need a billion dollar bitch
Put my pimpin' in your life
Watch ya daddy get rich
Easy as A-B-C, simple as 1-2-3
Get down with U-G-K, Pimp C,
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