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Daddy's really comin' home, just hold tightI just don't know how long I'll be gone this timeJust keep my picture on the wall, baby girl don't cry'Cause I don't know when I'll be homeEver since I was young, it's been my dreamTo be successful doin' this music thingMusic is a part of my soulI'll be sixty years old, still on the roadA grown ass man tryin' to make a livin'A grown ass man makin' grown man decisionsRelax, I don't want you to workLet me go out here and put in the dirtI'll buy you a skirt, brand new Coach purseWhenever I leave, I know it still hurtsWhat you want a watch, a bracelet or a chain?How about my chest? A tattoo of your nameMan, I'm sick of all this luggage that I'm rattlin'Trust me, I'm sick of flights and all this travelin'Two weeks in the UK, three days in Hong KongIt won't be long, I'll be homeDaddy's really comin' home, just hold tightLetras de cancionesI just don't know how long I'll be gone this timeJust keep my picture on the wall, baby girl don't cry'Cause I don't know when I'll be homeLook, your daddy has to hit the roadAnd I know you're gettin' old enough to notice that I'm goneAnd I know I'm your best friend, the one that you look up toSome people think I'm overprotective but I just love youAnd even though I'm gone I'd rather be home with youAnd no matter where I'm at your daddy is gon' miss youYou're my little man so be nice to your baby sisterAnd give mommy a big hug for daddy and kiss her'Cause I know she gets tired, at times I feel guiltyI wish that I could take y'all with meBut it's crazy out here and I don't wanna expose youTo the frustrations of this rap game that I go throughAnd honestly I don't even do it for meI do it so we could live life comfortablyAnd that's why I wear y'all proudly around my neckAnd I don't care who last said it, daddy has your respectAnd just know thatDaddy's really comin' home, just hold tightI just don't know how long I'll be gone this timeJust keep my picture on the wall, baby girl don't cry'Cause I don't know when I'll be homeBeep, beep, man, here comes the vanI wanna thank Mathew Knowles for giving me a chanceGot the advance, now it's time to hit the streetsAnd I'll be home in three and a half weeksWhat college you goin' to? That's your decisionJust know that I'll be here to pay your tuitionThe only daddy you know and that's on the realAnd I been takin' care of you since Murray IllI moved down south, big old houseGot you two horses and a lake full of troutAnd Sundays I put on my new house shoesLookin' at TV, watchin' the Lions loseI miss Papi, Pug, Pepper and PatchesMan, I can't go to sleep on that brand new mattressEven though I mix music in the bandBig Boi and Dave, see you at Lake AnnDaddy's really comin' home, just hold tightI just don't know how long I'll be gone this timeJust keep my picture on the wall, baby girl don't cry'Cause I don't know when I'll be home From Letras Mania