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Beyonce

Daddy Lessons (Remix)

 

Daddy Lessons (Remix)


Texas, Texas, Texas, Texas

Came into this world, daddy's little girl
And daddy made a soldier out of me
And daddy made me dance and daddy held my hand
And daddy liked his whiskey with his tea

We rode motorcycles
Blackjack, classic vinyl
Tough girl is what I had to be
He said, "Take care of your mother
Watch out for your sister"
That's when daddy looked at me...

With his gun and his head held high, he told me not to cry
Oh, my daddy said shoot
Oh, my daddy said shoot
With his right hand on his rifle, he swore it on the Bible
My daddy said shoot
Oh, my daddy said shoot
He held me in his arms and he taught me to be strong
He told me when he's gone, "Here's what you do
When trouble comes to town and men like me come around"
Oh, my daddy said shoot
Oh, my daddy said shoot

(Texas)
Daddy made me fight, it wasn't always right
But he said, "Girl, it's your second amendment"
He always played it cool, but daddy was no fool
And right before he died he said, "Remember..."

He said, "Take care of your mother
Watch out for your sister"
And that's when daddy looked at me...

With his gun, with his head held high, he told me not to cry
Oh, my daddy said shoot
Oh, my daddy said shoot
With his right hand on his rifle, he swore it on the Bible
My daddy said shoot
Oh, my daddy said shoot
Cause he held me in his arms and he taught me to be strong
And he told me when he's gone, "Here's what you do
When trouble comes to town and men like me come around"
Oh, my daddy said shoot
Oh, my daddy said shoot

They sound tired, but they don't sound Haggard
They got money, but they don't have Cash
They got jewelry, but they don't have Hank
I think, I think, I think, I think, I think

My daddy warned me about men like you
He said, "Baby girl, he's playing you, he's playing you"
My daddy warned me about men like you
He said, "Baby girl, he's playing you, he's playing you
Cause when trouble comes in town and men like me come around"
Oh, my daddy said shoot
Oh, my daddy said shoot
"Cause when trouble comes to town and men like me come around"
Oh, my daddy said shoot
Oh, my daddy said shoot

(Good job, B, I hope you secretly recorded that. That's 'cause we're all sweating. We warm, we loose, we're like "oh, it's not recording today". We're good. That's how it works.)

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