Jonas Struck, Vladislav Delay - Daughter
Дата добавления: 13 ноября 2017
Формат: mp3
Исполнители: Jonas Struck, Vladislav Delay
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[Intro:]
Check it out... I call it...
Yeah!
Yeah!
I call it
Shit for niggas with daughters, I call this
Shit for niggas with daughters, I call this
Shit for niggas with daughters, I call this
Shit for niggas with daughters.
[Verse 1:]
I saw my daughter send a letter to some boy her age,
Who locked up, first I regretted it then caught my rage, like
How could I not protect her from this awful phase,
Never tried to hide who I was, she was taught and raised like
A princess, but while I'm on stage I can't leave her defenseless,
Plus, she's seen me switching women, pops was on some pimp shit,
She heard stories of her daddy thuggin',
So if her husband is a gangster can't be mad, I'll love him
Never, for her I want better, homie in jail - dead that,
Wait till he come home, you can see where his head's at.
Niggas got game, they be tryna live,
He seen your mama crib, plus, I'm sure he know, who your father is.
Although you real, plus, a honest kid,
Don't think I'm slow, I know you probably had that chronic lit,
You 17, I got a problem with it,
She looked at me like I'm not the cleanest father figure but she rocking with it.
[Hook:]
Shit for niggas with daughters, I call this
Shit for niggas with daughters, I call this...
Not sayin' that our sons are less important.
Shit for niggas with daughters, I call this,
Shit for niggas with daughters, I call it...
Not sayin' that our sons are less important.
[Verse 2:]
This morning I got a call, nearly split my wig,
This social network said, "Nas, go and get ya kid!"
She's on Twitter, I know she ain't gon' post no pic
Of herself underdressed, no inappropriate shit, right.
Her mother cried when she answered,
Said, she don't know what got inside this child's mind, she planted
A box of condoms on her dresser then she Instagrammed it,
At this point I realized I ain't the strictest parent.
I'm too loose, I'm too cool with her,
Shoulda drove on time to school with her.
I thought, I dropped enough jewels on her,
Took her from private school, so she can get a balance
To public school, they too nurture teen talents.
They grow fast, one day she's ya little princess,
Next day she talking boy business. What is this?!
They say the coolest playas and foulest heartbreakers in the world,
God gets us back, he makes us have precious little girls.
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
And I ain't tryna mess ya thing up,
But I just wanna see you dream up.
I finally understand,
It ain't easy to raise a girl as a single man.
Nah, the way mothers feel for they sons, how fathers feel for they daughters.
When he date, he straight, chip off his own papa.
When she date, we wait behind the door with the sawed off
'Cause we think no one is good enough for our daughters.
Love.
Check it out... I call it...
Yeah!
Yeah!
I call it
Shit for niggas with daughters, I call this
Shit for niggas with daughters, I call this
Shit for niggas with daughters, I call this
Shit for niggas with daughters.
[Verse 1:]
I saw my daughter send a letter to some boy her age,
Who locked up, first I regretted it then caught my rage, like
How could I not protect her from this awful phase,
Never tried to hide who I was, she was taught and raised like
A princess, but while I'm on stage I can't leave her defenseless,
Plus, she's seen me switching women, pops was on some pimp shit,
She heard stories of her daddy thuggin',
So if her husband is a gangster can't be mad, I'll love him
Never, for her I want better, homie in jail - dead that,
Wait till he come home, you can see where his head's at.
Niggas got game, they be tryna live,
He seen your mama crib, plus, I'm sure he know, who your father is.
Although you real, plus, a honest kid,
Don't think I'm slow, I know you probably had that chronic lit,
You 17, I got a problem with it,
She looked at me like I'm not the cleanest father figure but she rocking with it.
[Hook:]
Shit for niggas with daughters, I call this
Shit for niggas with daughters, I call this...
Not sayin' that our sons are less important.
Shit for niggas with daughters, I call this,
Shit for niggas with daughters, I call it...
Not sayin' that our sons are less important.
[Verse 2:]
This morning I got a call, nearly split my wig,
This social network said, "Nas, go and get ya kid!"
She's on Twitter, I know she ain't gon' post no pic
Of herself underdressed, no inappropriate shit, right.
Her mother cried when she answered,
Said, she don't know what got inside this child's mind, she planted
A box of condoms on her dresser then she Instagrammed it,
At this point I realized I ain't the strictest parent.
I'm too loose, I'm too cool with her,
Shoulda drove on time to school with her.
I thought, I dropped enough jewels on her,
Took her from private school, so she can get a balance
To public school, they too nurture teen talents.
They grow fast, one day she's ya little princess,
Next day she talking boy business. What is this?!
They say the coolest playas and foulest heartbreakers in the world,
God gets us back, he makes us have precious little girls.
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
And I ain't tryna mess ya thing up,
But I just wanna see you dream up.
I finally understand,
It ain't easy to raise a girl as a single man.
Nah, the way mothers feel for they sons, how fathers feel for they daughters.
When he date, he straight, chip off his own papa.
When she date, we wait behind the door with the sawed off
'Cause we think no one is good enough for our daughters.
Love.
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