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letra de haiti’s home - haitisix

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she say “daddy’s home.” (home)
“home for me.”
i know you been waiting for this lovin’ all day
daddy’s home and it’s time to play
so you ain’t gotta give my lovin’ away

you can give em all your love, they won’t appreciate ya
bought this beat from star boy so i could right this greatness
they ask why my name is haitisix?
because i’m f-cking haitian
and if i love you girl you got it, you don’t gotta take it

i wanna make love on this club
just thought i’d let you know

my pockets was so low
now i’m gettin’ beats from loesoe
serving pack so loud, thought it was a megaphone
and i can’t tell you how i feel so ima write my songs
and you gone judge all my evils so i don’t write my wrongs
and i just say tom ford when they ask me my cologne

i’m so high (i’m so-)
why won’t you comfort me (come for me)
i won’t accept defeat
so i keep mac 90
put tiffany co on her (on her)
and keep givenchy on me (on me)
if it ain’t g fazo
you know it’s rick my feet
she say “daddy’s home.”
“home for me.”
i know you been waiting for this lovin’ all day
daddy’s home and it’s time to play
so you ain’t gotta give my lovin’ away

i cannot stop till i get to the top
and no i cannot f-ck cause that girl is a thot
tatted my head and tatted my fingers
like i cannot get me a regular job
my b-tch so cool and my b-tch so smart
i’m just thinkin’ she steve jobs
and i give sp-ce to my ex hoe
i’m just feeling like elon

i’m the type of n-gga that bring the benzo to your comic-con
i’m the type of n-gga made something out of nothing

i wanna make love in this club (in this club)
in this club (in this club)
in this club (in this club)
i wanna-

you can give em all your love, they won’t appreciate ya
bought this beat from star boy so i could right this greatness
they ask why my name is haitisix?
because i’m f-cking haitian
and if i love you girl you got it, you don’t gotta take it
daddy’s home

my pockets was so low
now i’m gettin’ beats from loesoe
serving pack so loud, thought it was a megaphone
and i can’t tell you how i feel so ima write my songs
and you gone judge all my evils so i don’t write my wrongs
and i just say tom ford when they ask me my cologne

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