- Song Name: Like Father, Like Son
- Artist Name: Birdman
- Album: Like Father, Like Son
- Songwriters: B Williams, D Carter, Tmix
- Release Date: 2006.10.31
LYRICS FOR "Like Father, Like Son"
There ain't no love
(Like
Like the love of a daddy
(Like
Father
There ain't no love
(Like
Like the love of a daddy
(Like
Father
Yeah
The block is hot
And keep a tool every time we hit these streets
'Cause these n***** act a fool and we'll be quick to put it on 'em
Them tear drops homey we so not
The n**** the f*** wit 'cause we will pop
Forty cal keep it cocked n*** ready to block
Keep the gun
And like father like son daddy we don't borrow
We stay on the grind homey 'cause we grind harder
And f***** wit me homey you won't like
You'll be the next T-shirt
We got them birds flying out and we allowed them pipes
We do this state to state thing and cheat the price
And Rufus came home and I told him to shave
But he was tellin' me 'bout these p**** n***** back in the 80's
There ain't no love
(Like
Like the love of a daddy
(Like
Father
There ain't no love
(Like
Like the love of a daddy
(Like
Father
Listen
He was my teacher so I was like f*** the lesson
He was my preacher so I was like f*** the reverend
My mother Cita she said that I was wit the devil
My mother Cita now say that he was sent from Heaven
So I take heed to every single word that he tell me
And I remember what my poppa told me
Remember what my poppa told me
Yeah
And yes I do the whole thang
Yes
Lil' n*** like his father homey doing his thang
We keep the gun for paper
Every n**** I'm my circle homey ready to pop
We be ridin' drops tops that's just how we rock
And I'll be rollin' in the Phantom through my uptown blocks
There ain't no love
(Like
Like the love of a daddy
(Like
Father
There ain't no love
(Like
Like the love of a daddy
(Like
Father
Look
And we goin' keep it movin' even if the world stops
Stay strapped and laced like girls socks
Stay dapped and drapped like a birthday cake
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sippin' on wooey when we thirsty
Ya know
So I pray to God that the devil don't murk me
Lil' Wizzle but you b****** call me first place
And poppa taught me paper chase never skirt chase
I put you n***** in the closet
You n***** is yellow like Sesame Street's Bert's face
Worst case senario
Two tone Carera like mascara
That G-4 take ya boi where ever
Like father
There ain't no love
(Like
Like the love of a daddy
(Like
Father
There ain't no love
(Like
Like the love of a daddy
(Like
Father
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