Daddy Wanna

[ female voice ]<br>Nigga, where the fuck you been?<br>I know you heard the phone pagin<br>I know you heard the shit goin off, okay?<br>Where the fuck you was at?<br>Where you was at that coulda been so important you couldn`t fuckin call<br>The little kid`s pampers shitty as hell, ain`t no fuckin pampers<br>That`s where the fuck you went, right, to go get pampers<br>Where the shit`s at?<br>You don`t smell that shit?<br>You smell it, right, you smell the fuckin house?<br>Where the fuck was you?<br>Why you think the kids act like that when you come around?<br>They don`t fuckin know you<br>Why, cause you was a deadbeat dad, nigga<br>That`s what the fuck you are<br>That`s the role you play, piece of shit<br><br>[ VERSE 1: Starang ]<br>Aiyo, I just want my baby to look and still love me<br>Knowin that her daddy`s a crook, word up<br>All the time I`m in crazy drama<br>When I pick up the phone call my baby`s mama, aha<br>She try to tell my baby I`m no good<br>But she don`t like to explain how Starang is so hood<br>Sayin money ain`t shit, she don`t know no better<br>She got a regular job, she don`t owe no cheddar, aha<br>Fightin and fussin, she`s sayin, "Fuck Will"<br>But bitches always tryin to ice-skate uphill<br>But I`ma stay aggy to keep you happy<br>Knowin it makes you mad when bitches try to get at me<br>You only four, don`t like your hair nappy<br>We both won`t rock gators less they Navy`s<br>I`ma bust my ass to make sure you have, girl<br>Cause right now you`re all I have, word up<br><br>[ VERSE 2: Sean Price ]<br>Aiyo, daddy wanna leave now<br>Your moms playin games and I feel deceived now<br>I gotta go when I do a show or leave for tours she hatin<br>Sniffin my drawers, ask me if I`m fornicatin<br>I`m like, bitch please, gone are the days of me<br>Trickin with chickens on the ave that striptease<br>Yo, and I don`t like your moms<br>Gettin to the point where I wanna strike your moms<br>And I know you don`t wanna see me fight your moms<br>Get hype and commence to lead-pipe your moms<br>And I ain`t goin to jail<br>I`m packin my bags, I`m out the door, I gotta bail<br><br>[ VERSE 3: Buckshot ]<br>Sit you down on that stool, give you a jewel<br>And let you know you`re never too young for that rule<br>Rule one: you must have knowledge of self<br>To know the only one you follow is self<br>Anything else is useless, the truth is the youth is wild<br>Growin up and they ruthless now<br>But you my child and I had you when I was half you<br>Now I have to show you how to follow no man and when they ask you<br>What you wanna do when you grow, tell em blow<br>Let em know everything that glitter ain`t gold<br>Never fold when you come against a obstacle<br>And know that nobody`s stoppin you but you<br><br>[ VERSE 4: Tek ]<br>Damn, it feel good to have my son on my chest<br>See my features in his face and I love him to death<br>Show him how to move right, just right for a gang<br>Cause me and my father never did the daddy-son thing<br>While I was in the streets pitchin, he in the crib bitchin<br>Moms out workin, nobody in the kitchen<br>Now I got one of my own and my nephews is grown<br>Still I`m out grindin makin a house a home<br>From month to month, see, I live on the road<br>Give em jewels and heat the hole cause the world is cold<br>I put the joint in his hand so he used to the piece<br>Told him white man`s justice is a black man`s grief<br><br>[ VERSE 5: Top Dog ]<br>You could say I love my son more than I love my wife<br>Think twice, you be sayin Dog is trife<br>That`s aight, it`s a father and son type thing<br>I got to war for mines and that`s word to everything<br>Know what I mean, daddy gon` make the cash cream<br>Whether fast or slow my son know about the dough<br>You know, some say the boy look like me<br>But if he look like me he gon` crook like me<br>He got a mind of his own, lighter tone like mama Jones<br>He love phones, the boy be buckwildin when I`m gone<br>He do the type of shit they say he been here before<br>I think he`s 17 months but he acts 17<br>My first born, so I had to name him Dashawn<br>Jarel [Name] Yates, he look like he lift weights<br>When we stack this cake, we gon` roll like skates<br><br>[ VERSE 6: Steele ]<br>Daddy wanna stay, but daddy gotta go<br>Daddy can`t hang cause daddy gotta show<br>Poppa was a rolling stone<br>Daddy used to hold iron so I roll with chrome<br>I was named after pops but they called me Tone<br>Some ways like my pops, some ways of my own<br>Daddy didn`t know I got stoned till I got grown<br>Had my own car, home, and my son to moan<br>Just like daddy he wanna hang and roll<br>Now I pass on game how to gain and grow<br>I know hustlers that came, watched em go<br>I peeped dudes on the come-up, watched em blow<br>Give jewels to my little mens and watch em grow<br>Give em presents just to watch em glow<br>When I shine you shine, violate mine, you gots to go<br>Stay focused, there`s a lot you sohuld kkonw<br>Study life, listen and learn, sleep long, miss your turn<br>Gotta get in where you fit in when a spliff gettin burned<br>When you see me on a mission it`s commission I earn<br>Remember as a man think if the world turn<br>Daddy want a new six, ya heard, do tricks absurd<br>My little homie`s too quick to learn, word<br>Daddy need bricks, my son need kicks<br>Tim boots, jeans suits, all that new shit<br>He watch me do this, he know his daddy a soldier<br>I rep G and Jah cause that`s me all over<br><br>[ kids ]<br>Daddy, when you gon` buy me a new X-Box?<br>I want a Nintendo Gamecube <br>and I want some new games for my X-Box, too<br>I want a PlayStation 2<br>Daddy, when you gon` take me and my brothers and sisters to Splish Splash?<br>And when you gon` take me to the store and buy ice cream and candy?<br>And when you gon` teach me how to drive your car?<br>And I want $100 on my birthday