[Verse 1:] Now, this first verse, for Ivyanna The only seed I actually watched come outta momma And she so smart, and she so cute I think she gifted man She gimme sweet eyes say she love me just to lift the pain But she don't know about her sister and her baby brother They need to talk, but they can't talk cuz they crazy mothers I feed her, clothe her, take her places all across the nation She know I rap and know her daddy be on TV stations She see my magnum, and she run up, hollin daddy daddy So on that strength, when I'm n beef, I'll let you niggas have it And she aint even 4 though But she be laughin at her daddy when he hit dat do do Behind Ivy man, I go loco, I lose my mind I see her wake up every morning, even love how she be cryin And plus she get her nails done, toes done at three Wear purses and lipstick, oooo, you gotta see Man, I love her, that's my heart, aint gon lie, Ivy bad She done rode first class before she had her first class
[Chorus:] But even if yeh mamma tell yeh different, daddy love yeh For da time that I missed you, daddy love yeh For da missin time, da prison time, when aint no one won't give a dime Remember dis, Daddy love yeh [repeat]
[Verse 2:] Now dis second verse for Pretty Black No matter what her momma tell her, she gon love Hatch And all she want is for her daddy show her love back She look just like her other grandma, Victoria Hatch The first year I only saw my child on holidays I broke her bread but I feel guilty bout da hidin days And now dey wanna put a child on child support I'm finally turning 21, now I'm back in court I gotta hook up on dat lean, now I'm stackin dough My baby's mama's stay at war, it's embarassin whoa And every time I see her outside, and she dirty, I clean her And it hurt me when I clean her cause I'm fresh up out da cleaners Now I'm feelin bad, time to put her in a beemer Let her hit da block, looking like her auntie trina Now she smiling at her daddy, but she aint sayin too much Just like Ivy, I give Tarlasia, that tickle touch Man I love dem girls, I like dey hair up in curls I put a end to ya life, if you fuck with they world, tarlasia
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[Verse 3:] Now dis last verse for Tootie Ray The Ray for his grandfather, who passed away I wonder if he be like daddy, who blast da k Made me feel good, cause he cried to go wit daddy today When he get older I'ma sittin him down and straight up tell When you was in your mommas stomach boy I gave yeh hell You got a cousin look just like yeh, name lil trell You got a uncle name Bronson, but he up in jail And Rocawear jus like his daddy, spit on people like his daddy I guess my fuckin son gon be a savage And I be havin em saggin, and shame on me But he aint gonna be no lame round me So aint no need to spank a g And all I do his holla at him And he get right, and he sit back He act like he gonna cry, then he wipe his fuckin eyes Some of my family members wont accept him, dey cold hearted But dat boy gon be a legend, he gon be so retarded At 11 I'm gonna go get my son A Ferrari At seven I'm gon get him head at his birthday partyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
