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Oh Daddy

Beanie Sigel, Young Chris

Beanie Sigel

Dwight Grant (born March 6, 1974), better known by his phase name Beanie Sigel, is an American rapper from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. He is a quondam member/artist of Dame Dash Music Group and Roc-A-Fella Records where he had formed a close clan with rappers Jay-Z, Freeway and other former and current artists on the Roc-A-Fella roster. His stage proper noun comes from a street in Southward Philadelphia, the rapper's former stomping grounds where he worked alongside Senior Durham in the projects. He has sold more two million albums worldwide. During a controversial catamenia, Beanie Sigel recorded a song dissing his former boss and mentor Jay-Z on the track "I Get Off" with fifty Cent who had signed Grant to his M-Unit of measurement Records label in 2009. In early 2011 Grant appe… more »

Year:

2005

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[Chorus: x2] Oh daddy You know y'all make me cry How can you dear me? I can't understand why  [Beanie Sigel] That's what they yellin' when they catch me Eyes are swellin', cryin', tryin' to stab me In one case they realize they can't have me When I get out 'em endeavour to let 'em down easy like I snatch your heart and so easy like Valentine Tin can't get caught up in that loop once more Never letting Cupid in Boo you buggin' own't no time to be lovin' Homo the grip on my pistol only thing I be huggin' Information technology's mack daddy not your daddy mack Bitch you got it criss-crossed (scrap) I own't havin' that I tin can't have your back Look how y'all act when I had your back Motion picture me havin' that back to dorsum I pimp proper similar shrimp-lobster Check out my pimp-posture Even my limp proper, mama I tin't help what's runnin' downwardly your face up I moved your ass into that furnished place Like you earned that space  [Chorus]  [Beanie Sigel] God damn baby you had me All the twirlies in the caddy used to have it dorsum gladly We was tighter than Tommy Buns and Keesha You cleaned my guns, count my ones, bagged the reefer Shit I thought yous was the one, you was my bitch The one that never snitched Taught you how to bosom a fifth, shit I taught y'all how to button a whip Taught yous how to suck a dick Taught y'all how to fluff a brick But y'all got more than drama than a exist, mama Got me goin through the motions like C. Thomas With the bullshit, he say she say The bitch is mad cause my jams kick like Eastbay Mad crusade they mans got they kicks on replay How you lot drop from glory status Pushin' Bent to niggas in celebrity wagons In them sucker blazon Jags Now you fuckin' type mad  [Chorus]  [Young Chris] Oh mommy its so deplorable We had it together Y'all had it whenever That's yo bad You fucked up Information technology wasn't meant to exist You lucked up Told me at the terminate don't trust her Come across that's when all the bullshit started That'south what three me in reverse, counter-clockwise In my mind I swore that we would piece of work Just I gauge that I was wrong Ran into a expressionless end Unfaithful bowwow Y'all fucked the nigga I was blazin' with Fugazied shit It wasn't him it was the paper shit Nowadays its all nearly the latest shit That or they favorite...machine Or get paper from brawl Unless your label all that And you labeled every bit stars Makin' the millions Got them bitches willin' to do Whatsoever it takes Takin' information technology off or willin' to screw Whoever I bring Approximate it's a celebrity thing But I was never ashamed I was blessed with the game  [Chorus]

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Written past: CHRISTINE MCVIE, CHRISTOPHER RIES, DWIGHT GRANT

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