[Intro: Daughter]
Daddy, how come there's no dolls that look like me in the shop?
[Verse 1: Ghetts]
My daughter she a princess
The world ain’t slaughtering her skin yet
These Kanyes have not become important to the Kims yet
But when she gets older there’ll be brothers same colour as her Pappa who will not be showing any sort of interest
(Have mercy on my brothers, yeah)
Disrespecting women who remind them of their mothers
Disrespecting women who remind them of their sisters
Disrespecting women who remind them of their cousins
(Have mercy on my brothers)
Everyone’s entitled to their own taste
But every time you pricks make a statement
I can find a rival in my own race
I love all types of women
Variety is okay
But society will throw shade
So who’s fighting for the sisters then
When their own brothers keep on dissing them
Try and picture Justin as a little one
Daddy was around but I was raised by the womendem
Nan, aunts, mummy
Black woman significance
So fuck you and your ignorance
When I was young I had Ashanti on my wall
And there was pictures of my family in my front room with certificates
University graduates and good citizens
Baby keep doing you
Don’t let the world ruin you
No matter what they say, you are beautiful
Beauty’s in the eye of the beholder
And we don’t know who is who
Who are they to slew when they slewing you?
Daddy, how come there's no dolls that look like me in the shop?
[Verse 1: Ghetts]
My daughter she a princess
The world ain’t slaughtering her skin yet
These Kanyes have not become important to the Kims yet
But when she gets older there’ll be brothers same colour as her Pappa who will not be showing any sort of interest
(Have mercy on my brothers, yeah)
Disrespecting women who remind them of their mothers
Disrespecting women who remind them of their sisters
Disrespecting women who remind them of their cousins
(Have mercy on my brothers)
Everyone’s entitled to their own taste
But every time you pricks make a statement
I can find a rival in my own race
I love all types of women
Variety is okay
But society will throw shade
So who’s fighting for the sisters then
When their own brothers keep on dissing them
Try and picture Justin as a little one
Daddy was around but I was raised by the womendem
Nan, aunts, mummy
Black woman significance
So fuck you and your ignorance
When I was young I had Ashanti on my wall
And there was pictures of my family in my front room with certificates
University graduates and good citizens
Baby keep doing you
Don’t let the world ruin you
No matter what they say, you are beautiful
Beauty’s in the eye of the beholder
And we don’t know who is who
Who are they to slew when they slewing you?
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