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Daddy's Little Girl Lyrics - Speech Therapy - Speech Debelle

Daddy I think I love you cause I hate you so much that I must love you 

I put mommy above you 

cause she played her position and loved me 

unconditionally like you never have 

I wasnt that bad I wasnt no Damien child the 

only way I could have been is cause you birth me 

Hurt me scarred me so deeply I have trouble 

committing to any man cause I think hes 

gonna leave me Like you left me and mommy 

every birthday to see you would make me so happy 

One day in the year and you couldnt come check 

me to busy to come check me 

The way you affect me Im constantly fighting to not affect me 

I thought it was cool it didnt bother me I only realise like last week 

I was talking to Shorts about slush puppies he 

mentioned my father and were was he 

Subconsciously my head tilted like a lover thats been jilted 

I speak painfully whenever I think of you my 

eyes start to squint whenever I vision you 

Like the visions I see are visions of evil 

But still I could be wrong in my visions of what your like 

But I cant really remember what you look like 

 

I am daddy's little girl 

That makes me tough 

He never held my hand 

I am daddy's little girl 

That makes me tough 

I hope you can understand 

 

Have you never considered your old age 

flipping through the papers for the racing page 

Looking at pennies to put a bet up in the bookies 

Looking at women but too old for the nookie 

Cant get a cookie out of any cookie jar 

your spars them pass on long time star 

Wish you could spar with the spar them 

ca white rum by yourself it just cant get you charged 

Looked upon by youths who pass you and 

barge like old man move these premonitions I give to you 

Without any charge thats free old boy like a hug from you old boy 

Like a kiss any the cheek saying 

how was school old boy or happy birthday me old boy 

But still youre an old boy grey hair fill your head like an old man 

When your hands them a shake whos gonna hold your hand 

I guess it will be one of my eight siblings yea 

eight six different mothers straight 

I didnt grow with them I hardly know them my 

flesh and my blood to me thats heart breaking 

I wanna link them I hope they patience and ovastanding 

To know when Im standing face to face with them I feel abandoned 

I see my father in the eyes and I just cant stand him