not my daddy, you're my man You're not my daddy, you're my man You're not my daddy, you're my man You're not my daddy, you're my man You're not my daddy
am the lady in your world. And loving each other's how we work. (Oh) You're not my daddy. You're my man. (2x) You're not my daddy, you're my ? (Ends
You're my man You're not my daddy, you're my man You're not my daddy, you're my man You're not my daddy, you're my man You're not my daddy, you're my
am the lady in your world. And loving each other's how we work. (Oh) You're not my daddy. You're my man. (2x) You're not my daddy, you're my ? (Ends)
Cause my heart belongs to Daddy If I invite a boy some night To dine on my fine finnan haddie I just adore his asking for more But my heart belongs to Daddy Yes my
somo asi underground tamo' aqui bien pompiao' asu gata ponle candao' que esto va mucho mas demasiao' somo asi underground tamo' aqui bien pompiao'asu
No Me Dejes Solo Daddy Yankee (f. Wisin y Yandel) Barrio Fino Me acuerdo cuando yo te conoci... (You know!) (Daddy!) Que dijistes "Esta
lot My daddy wasn't one that tried to make no big impressions Just one heck of a man that worked for what he got They don't make men like my daddy anymore
my head, bitch I'm outta my mind from the bottom I climb You aint hotter than mine, nope, not on my time and I'm not even trying Whats poppin Slime
the one, now here I come Your sexy walk, your sexy talk, that's what's up Little girl you're clearly not the same kid from the block I ain't that little girl no more, not
n' roll And muscle cars drove a truck Right through my heart On my birthday you sang me "Heart of Gold" With a guitar hummin' and no clothes This time I'm not
let's take it back to my basement and Get sleazy, sick of all your lines, so cheesy Sorry, daddy, but I'm not that easy I'm not gonna sit here while
' my shoe and they feelin' my belt and they feelin' my jean thats the one they never seen and my watch look like a television screen and my right wrist nice and my
youve been talkin the talk ive been walkin the walk since i turn sixteen yeah na na na na daddy boy you stop 'proachin me yeah you better git-git it together 'caus im not
My daddy said just come home I might as well come back to your own you go out wanderin every night you act a fool it just ain't right. I'll tell ya what
that Chi-Town made me, that's how my daddy raised me That glitterin' may not be gold, don't let nobody play me If you are my homeboy, you'll never have
