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Father Like Son - Yukmouth

"Yes. Yes. My lil shortys gonna be a thug. Father like son, like son like dad. My family all into makin this cash. Shorty's gonna be a thug. Like father, like son, like son, like dad. My family's all into"

Father to son - Charles And Eddie

"A single mother Struggles hard Her child's neglected In her own backyard An absent father The T.V.'s on A little reminder That hope is gone At christmas time There will be no tree Just empty eyes And a"

Welcome my son - Adam Sandler

"Welcome my son to your very first daySo proud to be the one Who brought you this wayI love you with all my heartAnd my love is here to stayBut I can't help worrying Will you eventually smoke weed?Soon"

Every Mother's Son - Wedding Present

"You could hardly hope to please me You haven't got that voice A man just needs his mother back A woman's got a choice A little boy means strife and joy In sickness and in health A man's got to have his"

Holla At Son - Screwed Up Click

"(*talking*) S.U.C. (S.U.C.), Crock Bull ha-ha Big dogs out baby, Screwed Up Click H-A-dub-K, Pokey-Sensei (H.A.W.K.) Passing by haters, in my brand new Crentley That's the new Chrysler, the kind with"

Only Son - Jump Little Children

"He's the only son to be born in the widow's house He's the only son to be born in the widow's house The only son to be born in a house so torn He's the only son to be born in the widow's house He took"

Kick A Little - Little Texas

"My daddy always was a gentleman Never the kind who ever forced his hand He would always be the last one to raise his voice If anybody ever put us down Well, you can bet that he would stand his ground And"

Kick A Little - Texas Little

"My daddy always was a gentle man Never the kind to ever force his hand He would always be the last oone to raise his voice If anybody ever put us down Well you can can bet that he would stand his ground Then"

Son Of A Beach - Venerea

"I look around -so many girls, so little time -but time's the last thing on my mind -& I see that the sun still shines I hear the sound -of punk in your car radio -of the ramones "glad to see you go" -&"

Son Of A Bum - Mel Tillis

"Well I was born in a tumbled down shack one quarter of a mile from a railroad track Mama was a drifter daddy was a bum and they didn't want a little hobo son But things do happen and here I am just outside"

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