Translation: Her Six Daughters. Minnie The Moocher.
Translation: Her Six Daughters. Gots Ta Get This.
One two, one two, and I say One two, one two, and I say One two, one two, and I say (Verse 1) Sick wit' it, six digits, big engines Get lots of head like six
my daughter But I can't blame her for what her Momma taught her And I don't care what the next nigga bought her 'Cause I ain't putting no baguettes in her
What's been up man, how's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too I'm out to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call her? I'm a name her
time in chuckie cheese with little des Got guns when I'm with my daughter Hate to bring a violent aura in her presence She knows what Daddy taught her
the gold that I stole Along with some cash Even took the mayor's daughter Now, that there's kidnappin', but she was with it, so I brought her Then,
out the whip with the A.R. fifth And we barred from plenty of parties cuz we start shit Parole hoes, six months in the box My little sister got her head
trooper?" they asked her Put mace in her eyes, threatened to blast her Her mind raced till things got still Opened her eyes, realized she's next to her
man that you meet Want his cake and eat it too She been lied to, cheated on The victim of every sad song Her mother and her father Definition of a perfect daughter
was sure That my mother did it, but the bitch won't admit it was her I slit her stomach open with a scalpel when she was six months And said, "I'm ready
this tech at somebody to reverse this debt Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged, full of venom and rage Especially when I'm engaged And my daughter's down to her
drama setter I don't go looking for no trouble But somehow the trouble always finds me Don't make me have you in the trauma center With you momma crying 'cause her
said, "It oughta happen. You swallow cum bitch?" "No, but I brought a napkin" Gettin skullie while I'm autographin Got my daughter laughin cause I sent her
Saddled his pony and rode her deep into the West Married a Navajo girl and settled down on the res And as the smoke fell he held that beautiful daughter
lake they called 'Gitche Gumee' The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead When the skies of November turn gloomy With a load of iron ore, twenty-six
. swag [chorus] [Curren$y] Summer time no shirt. got a O on me . old lady sayin she wanna call the boys on me . her grand daughter talkin like
daughter" An' you know I gotta thank you for they way that she was brought up An' I know that you were smilin' when you seen the car I bought her An'
