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And I ain't tryna ya thing up But I wanna see you dream up I finally It ain't to raise a girl as a single man Nah, the way mothers feel for they How feel for they daughters he date, he straight, chip off his own papa When she date, we wait behind the with the sawed off Cause we think no one is good enough for our