Lyrics:
a whole clan mad, I want the same car my man Jam had
I never get it by little crack freaks in backstreets
Fuck the backseat, it's time to let my gat speak
begin.
[Chorus]
Girls gone wild, reality TV style,
Just miles and miles of those girls gone wild.
Breakin hearts usin daddy's credit card,
Momma
Time for sleeping, my little girl
Soon you'll be dreaming, in your own world
Close your eyes now, my little girl
Dream the whole night through, I'll
A daddy and his baby girl another midnight waltz
Barely awake slow dancing down the hall
Holding his little Belle safely in his arms
He whispers,
though
Even though you deserve a
Commission plus mo'
Was talking to a young boy and
The shit he said was wild
Like "you're better than J cole
And Drake
em
Hov, J. Cole and Nipsey Hussle, you pick one
Ain't no Lil Yachty or Lil Mosey, we killed em
I'm going head to head with legends like we Siamese
Try
drug dealers and raped by cops
Your only little bit of reliefs down in a shot
Daddys gonna take ya to the crest motel
Daddys gonna pay ya working girls
niggas, ask your chick I bet she know what's up
Wrote this rap while smoking Black and Mild, bumping Doja Cat (Lemme get sum)
And J. Cole, saying "no role
just a little moment
She's a crazy woman
Why do girls go for broke niggas
Poor niggas
Good stroke then smoke dro niggas
I ain't sugar daddy for this poor
the bitch got two daddies
This a reunion, no family!
I wanna fuck you in your best outfit girl put in on, yeah
David Copperfield, Baby girl I can get it
Bailarina
Belly dance for me
Baja te los Pantalones mi mami
I ain't 304 but she dripping on me
It's @theRealKMS on IG follow me
I ain't J Cole
But Bebecita
My little girl was playing with her friend from down the street
She took her by the hand and said there's someone you should meet
And then they
Daddy Mac will make you jump jump
Kris Kross will make you jump jump
I like my stuff knockin' (Knockin')
I love it when a girl is like jockin' (Jockin')
Johnny's daddy was taking him fishin'
When he was eight years old
A little girl came through the front gate
Holdin' a fishin' pole
His dad
daddy
Even though I have my little girl too
Sweet Lord, give me the strength
To carry on, carry on
Even though my daddy is gone
I don't want to be here
that girl he'll just fall out
Anybody want him out
He gon Rock out for that girl
I'm a little Bank
Little Bank Nigga
Keep talking s*** you can't even
looking at the sun, abandoned little girl barefoot with her summer dress on, momma's little girl but her daddy's forget.
Waves clap as she dances by the sea
Tell me what you want Mami is it my heart
You know it papi gimme reggeaton
Tell me if you like it so I can be your man
You sure daddy gimme
alone
No money getting listening to
J Cole I spit for anyone else who
Feel the same though depression
Got you by the hand it ain't tryna
Let go feeding
little girl
I've been waiting all alone
and I wish you were here
Daddy, tuck me in
I know there's nothing to fear
been waiting in my room
while
rock the show
You will never be alone
Coz Daddy is a rolling stone
My little lady
My first born princess
I save every dollar
Coz you're worth more with
Daddy stood back and scratched his head,
puzzled by the question that she had.
Yes he did. He took a little black Bible in his hand,
began to read
[Girl]
Now ever since I was a little girl
I had a feeling of a naughty girl coming out of me
Now that I'm a little bit older, it's hard to control
The Daddy Mac will make you Jump Jump
Kris Kross will make you Jump Jump
I let myself knockin' knockin'
I love it when a girl is play jockin' jockin'
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