WILEY lyrics : "BABY GIRL"
But I'll lop that off 'cause music's best;
I cruise for the press like who's gonna make an album this good?
Daddy - yes;
He's the best and it's two-six now
Still no-one's testin' most man are resting
I can't rest 'cause you're seven months right now
And I get a big pain in my chest
If I don't see you I've gotta ring up and check
But one day we'll recieve a big cheque
And fly round the world I'll show you revision
All I want in return is respect
[Chorus]
Yo...
And she loves Dada there's no-one above Dada
Dada stands for Big Dada
It's my duty I'm back with a banger
I'm a real striker not a goal-hanger
You'll soon see Leah on a stage-show banner
Leah this money's too good by the hour
And it pays by the minute live PA that's why I'm in it
See I love money like Nana and Raymond Patrick and Macca
Them man showed me how to be a stacker
And now I've gotta show you school you throw you in the deep end
'Cause the world's gettin' madder
When you get old the streets will get badder
That's why you've gotta climb the musical ladder
She won't get clouded just in the manor
I ain't sad I'm happy I had her.
[Chorus]
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