Mistah FAB

Mistah FAB - My Daughters Mother lyrics

rate me

See, what my heart fin to be

Cause I got a daughter man that just turned 3

And I've been there, everyday of her life

Make sure every night I give her a kiss man good night

Yeah, got love for a mom

Cause a mom never blew up, never ever dropped the bomb

Even know I did some thangs that weren't always 100

No matter what I did lil mama kep it 100

Know I did wrong, know I broke your heart

I know I act stupid, when I could have been smart

I know it wasn't right, I know it always wasn't your fault

And whenever you did wrong, I tried to make it your fault

And when I did wrong, you know how it go

Never disrespect me, never acted like a hoe

Never flipped the script, never acted like a bitch

Always love for me, and you never did switch

Never got back, never tried to give me head

Never tried to give me strip, never tried to give me lick

Never cause one time I got mad at me quick

Even know I did some stuff, that just was playing sick

Thinking with my other part, yeah my dick

Wasn't thinking with my head, got a nigga in some shit

But one thang about you, you always stay solid

And even when it was hard, we made it through college

Now you're in the school where you doing what you do

So this song right here, this like my letter to you

Letter to my mother's child cause I don't call you baby mama

Cause when you say that word, that just mean more drama

Back to liberty, liberty is so smart,

It's the better thing I ever did make with my heart

Ever since my mama died, I ain't never know I love

Till I look at my daughter then I can see above

See the stars, see the skies, see the moon, see the sun

See, everything I wanted nah I ain't never wanted a son

Got a daughter I was proud and I think I'm gonna stop

She's the only thing I love close to hip hop

Hip hop the only thing I love close to her

Put everything I just wanna be close to her

When everything I'm stressed out at night

When I can't sleep, I wake up and I call my daughter up on the phone

Yeah, I bought her a phone

So I could call her when I'm out on the road

Got a face time with her, we can see each other a while

So when I'm gone on the road, I just miss mi daughter's smile

Hear my daughter's voice, see my daughter's shape, see my daughter's size

Man she looking great, see my daughter learn

Counting up to 10, counting to 100

She did it again, the other day my daughter just wrote a new name

On a paper, blew my brain

Man she writes now, and this exciting now

Reading a couple of words, got me striking down

Mama from heaven, I know she smiling down

Cause everything I'm doing, how I hold it down

Watch my daughter man, fix my daughter food

Do everything my mama did did for do

This is true story, not to be rude

This is for my daughter, and her mama, part 2

A letter to my mother's child, thank you've been treal

Thank you for never been phoney, thanks for being real

To all the real it fathers out there that keep it true

Take care of your kids cause that is a part of you

And I'ma tell you a thang right here in support

To every baby mama that ain't never went to court

Ain't never went to trial, ain't never took the state

Ain't never had they son or they daughter took away

Ain't never told the dad that they couldn't see his seed

Only thing that they ask is don't smoke no weed

Don't drink around they kid, don't do nothing ballistic

Don't do nothing twisted, don't do nothing trippy

Just be a good man and take care of your child

And you can have whatever she ... see your daughter smile

To every real woman that need a man in they life

To hold they seed up, to raise they child right

I'm thankful of y'all cause y'all the reason you the queen

To every black man that realize he a king

To you deadbeat niggas, you don't deserve to see a kid

Wish you knock down, you niggas ain't shit

How the hell you have a child and never wanna see your son

Or your daughter, and claim a man

That you be the one, niggas so phoney

Niggas so fake, just can't wait to see it

Wanna see her face

If you a real parent put your hands up

For real fathers, real mothers, this for y'all, stand up.

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