Just Like Daddy Lyrics

Just Like Daddy lyrics

Outlaws (go 'head) in this.
Makaveli the don up in this.
No
doubt.
Death Row, Makaveli the don
You could call me daddy.
I'll be
your daddy.
That's right just like daddy.
For the ladies.

Come
with me any time you roll.
Dedicate slow jams on the radio.
I know you're
happy, I could feel your passion.
Lookin out for ya just like daddy.
Come
on.
Sunshine turns to rain.
Baby I could take away your pain.
If ya
trust me.
Close your eyes and feel the magic.
Never leave when ya need
me.
I'll do ya just like daddy.

I met her when she was young.
Her
real daddy died when she was younger.
Here mom let her do what she
please.
Said no one loved her.
Her eyes shining. Love. A diamond in the
rough.
The kind that you could love.
Not yet touched but so much
potential.
Youngster, let me guide your mental into a place
Where
sourness and pain you'll never taste.
By god's grace you was born with that
face.
Nothin but pure beauty.
So for an eternity I feel it's my duty to
be a soulja.
Yeah, baby, got plans to mold ya.
And the coldest nights is
when I hold ya.
Like I'm supposed to.
As we grow closer, I'll take you
hand gladly.
Anything you need, ask me.
Spoil my baby girl just like
daddy.

To alliviate the stress spendin time wit you.
I feel blessed.
When you gone, feel the pain so strong deep in my chest.
When I got
arrested, came so close to goin to jail.
Flowin blows at the po-po, breakin
the nails.
Screamin loud, goin all out. Damn, I did it.
You stay locked
down at mom's house, watchin the kids.
Through the whole ? in the VI. I see
ya daily.
When my fake homies try to fuck you, you run and tell
me.
That's why I stay committed. I thank god every time I hit it.
Hopin
you'll forgive me for the times I bullshitted.
Me and you against the world.
We untouchable.
Screamin like you're dying every time I'm fuckin you.
You
never had a father or a family.
But I'll be there. No need to fear so much
insanity.
And through the years I know you gave me your heart and
plus
When I'm dirt broke and fucked up, ya still love me.

~Chorus
repeats~

Boo, would ya die for me? Down holdin my pistol. Gettin high
wit me.
Sounds tougher than bristols. But when you cry, I be your
tissue.
Back in the county writin letters how I miss you
Givin you
credit, apologetic how I dissed you.
Cuz you fore thinkin like a minor and
on a level of this some time
Of daddy ready to wine ya and dine you. Lace ya
for totin vagina
and still be right behind ya. True
Like me and you, no
tellin what we could do
Gettin high between the sheets. Put the shit right
here, discreet.
Puttin hickeys on your belly while we fuckin on the
beach.
I love it when you run up and grab me.
I feel for ya badly. Baby
girl, just like daddy.

Surely, I lend my hand out to help your lost
soul.
Lookin for shelter on a late night. Accept it:
Treat your girl
don't disrespect her.
My age is young. Out of place, bitch. Callin daisies
done.
From a tripsy to a missy. Ya know I raised ya hon.
Placed her under
my wing, showed ya how we swing.
Now she rollin blunts for a king. One they
label Thug Mrs.
The essence of my ghetto sisters. Hugs and kisses.
This
is for me to me to be a father figure.

~Chorus repeats~

Throw
your hands up.
Put your hands up.
Where my siters?
Where my sisters
at?
Throw yor hands in the air.
Outlawz in this motha fucka.
No
doubt.
Kadafi. Hussein. Makaveli. Napoleon. Norman.
Idy. Kastro.
Camilion. Storm.
Put your hands in the motha fuckin air