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letra de daddy's coming home - d-pryde

everyday is like the pheen to touch
it’s like i need your love
and my feelings tucked and it’s probably cause you don’t see me much
from phone chats to a video call
and it’s simply your fault cause you ain’t get to see me at all

every artist has their groupie chicks
or someone new to hit
when i just want someone i can watch a movie with
someone to notice me, someone that’s holding me
yeah, i’ve been pheening for you and i like the jodeci
and we be at amend and you be sad again
a bonded onny, i promise to break this jagged edge
you apprehend, i take a step back, forget that
i’m tired of these texts you sent, it’s all old to me

it’s all boring and sometimes i’m on the road to a studio show when both of us feel alone
the candles burnt out and the colada’s still cold
that’s why you rollin’ get to knowin’ that your daddy’s coming home

daddy’s coming home to you baby, i know you’re going crazy
i’m coming home to make it all good
cause daddy’s coming home to your momma, no more drama (no more drama)
it’s gonna be the way it should
i’m sick of all this long distance, can i get a witness?
don’t worry baby, it won’t be too long…
till i get home (can’t wait to get home to you)
till i get home
daddy’s coming home to you

they say life is hard and death is easy
pressure is pain and pleasure is pleasing
so what’s the pleasure when you never with me physically?
i’m set till death and it’s just messed that you ain’t hearing me

i stand lyrically, i’m serious
it’s clear to see that i ain’t even normal when you never appear to me
it’s that i’m that buried in my blackberry, it’s sad scary and i could see that you’re mad clearly
tell me how you can be realer than this; with no makeup, sweatpants when you chill at the crib

baby girl, it’s like nothing is worth loving you
i’m bugging through and i’m just stuck in the dirt
i’m so alone through the phone when we talk on occasion
it ain’t like kissing d2 unb-tton your shirt
so i’m a fasten my belt, fix my b-ttons
cause i’m back to arrive, listen baby, i’m coming home

you know i got you on my brain
and life here without you baby, it won’t be the same
but i’ll be hustlin’ hard cause you know how i rock
and don’t be stressin’ if i don’t got a free minute to talk to you
and don’t you worry bout those groupie chicks, cause i ain’t never really into it
i know it’s on your mind but baby don’t give it the time of day
cause i’m coming home to you

daddy’s coming home to you baby, i know you’re going crazy
i’m coming home to make it all good
cause daddy’s coming home to your momma, no more drama (no more drama)
way it should
i’m sick of all this long distance, can i get a witness?
don’t worry baby, it won’t be too long…
till i get home (can’t wait to get home to you)
till i get home
daddy’s coming home to you

yeaaaah,
cause daddy’s coming home to you
you,
home to you…

- d pryde

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