Lyrics:
Um, Mr. Jackson, what are you talking about? Well, I've heard about
Those parties, they're immoral. Mr.
Jackson I
Thought you were
Surrounded by a billion stars I am no longer
Daddy's little rich boy, daddy's little rich boy
Daddy's little rich boy gonna build something bigger than
this what royalty is like
If you sticking by the King, I'll make your dreams all come to life
Dazzle you with many diamonds, we'll be shinin in the light
Birkin bag me
And I drive 'em crazy, love it when I call him daddy
My lil' freak (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
My lil' freak, my lil' freak, my lil' freak,
by the pack might throw a pair or two
HD body so I sit back and stare at you
Movin' now, movin' now, lil mama movin' now
Bring the ladies to the front
lit shit
Tell that bitch nigga I will pop him like a insect
Had you crying.. like a infant
Ay, do my dance lil baby I really hit shit
What you tryna do?
Mr Johnny wants to be my suga daddy
And I don't mind being his suga baby
When my cousin came and told me that he wanted me
I looked at him
Outlaw In This
No doubt,Death Row, Makaveli
You can call me daddy
I'll be ya daddy
Just like daddy
Foe the ladies
[Chorus]
Come with me
named Abby
Cuz when he up on me I call him daddy
Daddy
That's my muthafuckin daddy
Daddy
My daddy treats me right
Yeah, my daddy's got that good good
I
named Abby
Cuz when he up on me I call him daddy
Daddy
That's my muthafuckin daddy
Daddy
My daddy treats me right
Yeah, my daddy's got that good good
I do
the tropics
So keep it moving lil homie and just fuckin drop it
Or bring it to me, show me what the fuck y'all bout to do
I'm all by myself, and y'all got ya
a choice
Not really
Think theyll be less afraid and give me some more time if I pay all the fees?
Thats the spirit Mr . McBride
Let me check
(Praying)
God
the harlem shake, they like
"look Lil Twist you 'mazin now"
Then I hit the back space and now Lil Twist erasin' ya
Nah, I'm just show-casin' ya
If a test
Daddy)
Do the stepdaddy
HEY!!!
[Sammy Sam]
Can't come ova tonite!
Say y'all gon' be quiet tonite!
Play Will get whipped tonite!
I say betta catch a grip
six-one blockin' it
If y'all ridin' by, my nigga, we cockin' it
Poppin' on imposters, fake ass mobsters
East side niggas, ain't no stoppin' us
My recipe
whodi, and don't smoke it
Jack one of my souljas lil daddy; I doubt dat!
Get paid on the 1st & 15th, we bout dat!
A thousand fuckin grams, lil whodi, I
ain't shit, and your daddy was a snitch
Baby daddy doin' dicks, and your mouth on the shit, and your brothers sharin' kicks
Lil' sister got a stench,
got a whole lot more weight to gain
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
[Chorus]
(My nigga, featuring Lil Wayne,
Getting ready Steady, ima take this like a boss
Yeah u heard me, When I come with this heat
That's Mr. Genuine
I'm the one to greet
We AIN'T taking NO LOSS
B-Sieg in this motherfucker holla at ya boy, yeahhh
Beat Novocaine, AKA Mr. Miami, AKA get the fuckin job done
Yeah
When I cop it's 4 doors I
a chance
At a glance, I'm a failure
Addicted to pushing paraphernalia
But Daddy had dreams once, my eyes had a gleam once
Innocence disappeared by
Schemin', connivin', plottin' niggas tricky
I keep a hundiddy when I'm slidin' in a Bentley
Judging by my wrist, Mr. Bigs, it's contagious
Mr
mack that
Need a billion dollar bitch
Put my pimpin' in your life
Watch ya daddy get rich
Easy as A-B-C, simple as 1-2-3
Get down with U-G-K, Pimp C,
and a nice pair of kegs
Hmm, Mr. Goodbar style
You haven't met a guy like me in a while
I jump out a cake, dance, play, shake
I ain't got no Body By Jake
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