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Just Like U
D12

Date Added: 2004-12-21 09:36:46

Daddy?
[children]
i wanna be just like you, when i grow up, yes i do
i wanna be just like you, when i grow up, yes i do
i wanna be just like you, when i grow up, yes i do
i wanna be just like you, when i grow up, yes i do
[bizarre]
you don't wanna be just like your daddy
pimpin' hoes, i’m here driving caddies
runnin' around town fucking with sceezes
shots in your ass, catchin' diseases
son, your daddy got a foul mouth
for fuckin', bitches in there foul mouth
i can't help it
my roots d12
all we do is pop pills and stay in jail
talkin' nasty shit, bizarre wanna stop
i fuck two twins, wit a midget on top
a sick mind, rapin' an old lady
knowin' damn well bizarre shouldn't have a baby
all i can teach you, learn how to mach
smoke crack, smack a bitch when she talk back
matter of fact, smack your sister she's a slut
don't you realize, bizarre don't give a fuck
[children]
i wanna be just like you, when i grow up, yes i do
i wanna be just like you, when i grow up, yes i do
i wanna be just like you, when i grow up, yes i do
i wanna be just like you, when i grow up, yes i do
[bizarre]
don't go to school, become a confident priest
sell crack to your aunty denice
if aunty denice is short 40 cent
make her get on the ground, small
nas is gonna probably hate me
the more stuff hit is
he probably gonna suffocate me
rappers gonna make a high tech track
all ya gonna do is talk about whores and smoke crack
if your wife is pregnant, i’ll call her a whore
leave her no money and go out on tour
nah, i am probably leave her somethin'
a pack of hot dogs and a fuckin' dirty muffin
your my son, i'ma try'n and teach you somethin'
your 8 years, it's time to start fucking
you know daddy won't give you no advice
smoke weed and listen to obie triece
[children]
i wanna be just like you, when i grow up, yes i do
i wanna be just like you, when i grow up, yes i do
i wanna be just like you, when i grow up, yes i do
i wanna be just like you, when i grow up, yes i do
[bizarre laughing]
[children]
i wanna be just like you, when i grow up, yes i do
i wanna be just like you, when i grow up, yes i do
i wanna be just like you, when i grow up, yes i do
i wanna be just like you, when i grow up, yes i do
[bizarre]
all i can tell you how to do i pop pills and stay high
and tell a bitch to suck a dick
haha
i am there
yeah
motherfuckin' hallmark
high tech


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