Asiyah - D-Lo, Mike Finesse

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Ayy

I was eighteen like, «Fuck college» (Like fuck it)

All a nigga need was street knowledge (Street knowledge)

I didn’t know life would get harder (I ain’t know)

Man, I was hella young with a daughter (With a daughter)

I’m not a liar, hey Asiyah

I’m gonna wipe your tears if you cryin'

I’m not a baby daddy, I’m a father

That’s why I do this shit, for my daughter

If my daughter call me cryin (Call me cryin'), somebody’s dyin' (Somebody's

dyin')

I’ma call up Uncle Sleepy, you know that my brother’s slidin' (My brother’s

slidin')

I been trippin', I have to stop sippin' (Stop)

Have to go and stack my money up (Uh) and pay for that tuition (Ah)

Nah, gotta send my daughter to school (Daughter to school)

With a brand new car and some shoes (Car and some shoes)

And a bank account full of blue ('Count full of blue)

Just bring them grades and we cool

You my princess, I’m your king (King)

If you ever deal with a nigga

Make sure he treat you like a queen (Like a queen)

'Cause you my twin (You my twin)

A mama’s girl, you my twin (You my twin)

And losin' ain’t in my blood, all could we do is win

If somethin' ever happen to me, your uncle Sleepy he got you (He got you)

Your auntie Briana got you (She got you), your auntie Erica got you (Got you)

That’s on God

Oh my lord (Oh my lord)

I love my baby girl to death I swear to God (I swear to God)

Nigga, I swear to God, ayy

If you touch my baby girl I’m sendin' you straight to God

Your daddy’s baby girl

I’ll give you the world

You’re daddy’s baby girl

I’ll give you the world

'Cause you’re daddy’s baby girl

'Cause you’re daddy’s baby girl

If you feelin' down

If you’re ever feelin' down

I’ma be around to always hold you down

'Cause you’re daddy’s baby girl, girl

'Cause you’re daddy’s baby girl