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I saw my daughter send a to some boy her age Who locked up, first I regretted it then my rage, like How could I not protect her from this phase Never tried to hide who I was, she was taught and like A princess, but I'm on stage I can't leave her defenseless Plus she's seen me switching women, pops was on pimp shit She heard of her daddy thuggin' So if her husband is a can't be mad, I'll love him Never, for her I want better, homie in jail dead Wait till he come home, you can see his head's at Niggas got game, they be live He seen your mama crib, plus I'm sure he who your father is Although you real, a honest kid Don't think I'm slow, I you probably had that chronic lit You 17, I got a problem it She looked at me like I'm not the figure but she rocking with it
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This I got a call, nearly split my wig This network said "Nas go and get ya kid" She's on Twitter, I know she ain't gon no pic Of herself under dressed, no inappropriate shit, Her cried when she answered Said she don't know what got inside this mind, she planted A box of condoms on her dresser then she it At this I realized I ain't the strictest parent I'm too loose, I'm too cool her Shoulda drove on to school with her I thought I dropped jewels on her Took her from private school, so she can get a To public school, too nurture teen talents They grow fast, one day she's ya little Next day she talking boy business, what is They say the coolest playas and heart breakers in the world God gets us back, he makes us have little girls
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And I ain't mess ya thing up But I just see you dream up I understand It ain't to raise a girl as a single man Nah, the way mothers feel for sons How fathers for they daughters When he date, he straight, chip off his own When she date, we behind the door with the sawed off Cause we no one is good enough for our daughters