Lyrics:
home with too little pay
I loved a girl in Saginaw, Michigan
She was the daughter of a wealthy, wealthy man
But he called me, "That son of a Saginaw
with too little pay
I loved a girl in Saginaw Michigan
The daughter of a wealthy, wealthy man
But he called me that son of a Saginaw fisherman
with too little pay
I loved a girl in Saginaw Michigan
The daughter of a wealthy, wealthy man
But he called me that son of a Saginaw fisherman
daughters a hoe
I know she tried to fuck me
When I told her no
She tried to say I raped her
Your son went crazy
Like he knew his sister spoke the truth
a star and I'm famous
Donald Trump said grab em by the (meow)
Donald Trump said grab em by the pussy
No… you got it all wrong
I'm a woman and I'm strong
be a better father
I hope my son have a lot of daughters
And then daughters have a lot of sons
A lot of business and a lot of guns
Tell em be patient
and millions
Mags and millions, man, ask Eminem
I got a monogamous smile
I do not know how I do how
I give all of my daughter's no doubt
It's been all about
care how Daddy feels
Day mommy moved out Daddy stopped paying all of her bills
And thats for you son to know how to handle yourself when a woman is ill
A blessing on your head
(Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov)
To see a daughter wed
(Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov)
And such a son-in-law
Like no-one ever saw
The tailor Motel Camzoil
(Verse 1 - DEADCRW)
Yo, 19-91
I'm a 90's son burning degrees like 90's sun
Scorching grandmas hand when dropped out of my mommy's tum
Fathers
We're all depressed
You think that I don't feel
And how come you say
That you're worthless
Don't you know
That person looking up to you
If you leave them
eyes on some village maiden in
your own poor rank — they should be lowered before your captain's
daughter.
the heli-
Shawty, that's what I do, I'm gettin stacks of this on accident
My daughter's 5 what's that mean?
My daughter's daughter is already rich
I'm
ooze money
Look, I do this for that
Youngin' on the corner
That hustle all day though he
Never had a daughter he never had a father
He hustle in
sit down and tell my mama
That that's no way to get along
These low down women, mama, they treated your, aww, poor son wrong
Mama, treated me wrong
and making money obviously
While the little guy works minimum wage and hates his job But he
Has to provide essentials for his son and his daughter
That he
Mississauga
From Square One to the waters
Toronto by the border
We keep growing stronger
From all our parents working
For all our sons and daughters
hold that down son (I got this, I got this)
Word up, we got this (fuck that nigga, man)
Shit is real, all you rats on both coasts
Brooklyn, Shaolin
And now the weak say I have strength
By the spirit of power that raised Christ from the dead
And now the poor stand and confess
That my portion is
I am the dog in Shot Dog Film
Exploited for the art
Ripped apart for a reputation
By lame men with lame hearts
It's all a spell like the olden times
to smoke to myself
I just try to improve
Let my son hold my strap while I swim laps in the pool
Told my daughter the rules which we all must abide
Your
the son he'll never get to raise
His daughter on her wedding day
Wishin' it was his hands she was holdin'
'Till every heart that's left to break is
with too little pay
I love a girl in Saginaw, Michigan (Saginaw, Michigan)
The daughter of a wealthy, wealthy man
But he called me that son
with too little pay
I loved a girl in Saginaw Michigan the daughter of a wealthy wealthy man
But he called me that son of a Saginaw fisherman
And he said
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