Outlaw In This
No doubt,Death Row, Makaveli
You can call me daddy
I'll be ya daddy
Just like daddy
Foe the ladies

[Chorus:]
Come with me and the time we bump, dedicate slow jams on the radio,
Know ya happy I can feel ya passion looking out foe ya just like daddy,
Come on, sun shine turn to rain,baby I can take away ya pain if ya trust
Me close ya eyes feel the magic never leave when ya need me I do ya just
Like daddy

I met her when she was younger
When her daddy died when she was younger
Her moms let her do what she please they said no one loved her
Her eyes shined love a diamond and above
The kind that you can love
Not yet touched with so much, potential
Youngster let me got ya mental
And to a place
With a sourness of pain you'll never taste
By God's grace
You were born with that face
Nothing but pure beauty
So for an eternity I feel it's my duty
To be a soldier
Dipping I got plans to mold ya
And in the coldest nights is when I hold ya
Like I am suppose to,as we roll closer
I'll take your hand gladly, anything ya need ask me
Supporting my baby just like daddy

You alleviate tha stress spend time with you, I feel blessed
When you gone feel the pain so strong deep in my chest
When I got arrested, came so close to going to jail
Throwing blows at the po pos breaking they nails
Screaming loud going all out
Damn I did
You stayed locked down at moms house
Watching tha kids, through tha whole bid
In the V-I I seen ya daily
When my fake homies try ta fuck you, you run and tell me
That's why I stay committed, I thank God every time I hit it
Hoping you'll forgive me for the times I bullshitted
Me and you against the world
We untouchable, screaming like ya dyin everytime I'am fucking you
Ya never had a father or a family, but I'll be there
No need to fear so much insanity
And through the years
I know ya gave me your heart and plus
When I am dirt broke and fucked up Ya still love me

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(An Outlaw)
Boo would ya die for me?
Down holding my pistol, getting high
With mean sounds tougher than brisles
Fool when you cry
I'll be ya tissue
Back in the county writing letters how I miss you
Givin you credit, apologetic how I dis you
Get you for thinking like a Mona and on a level
And sometime daddy ready to wine ya and dilain
For total and twine ya
We right behind ya true
Life just me and you no telling what we could do
(Another Outlaw)
Getting high between the sheets
Make the shit right here discrete
Putting nikies on ya belly while we fucking on the beach
I love it when ya nut up and grab me
I feel for ya badly, baby girl just like daddy
(A 3rd Outlaw)
Shorty I lend my hand out ta help ya
Loss soul looking for shelter, on the late night accept ya
Treat ya good won't disrespect ya
My age is young
Out of place bitch days is done
From a trixy to a missy
You know I raised ya hon
Placed her under my wing
Showed her how we swing
Now she rolling blunts for her king
1 day labeled thug Mrs
The essence of my ghetto sisters
Hugs and kisses
That's just for me to be a father figure

Writer : WRICE, TYRONE (B-RIZELL) / SHAKUR, TUPAC / GREENIDGE, MALCOLM (E.D.I.) / COOPER, RUFUS / FULA, YAFEU
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.