Lyrics:
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And I know your daddy, he don't dig me, but he never did understand
Your papa lowered the boom, he locked you in your room, I'm comin' to lend
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And I know your daddy, he don't dig me, but he never did understand
Your papa lowered the boom, he locked you in your room, I'm comin' to lend
it Rosie, that's what it's there for
Rosalita, jump a little lighter
Señorita, come sit by my fire
I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar
call me daddy, she a hoe so that's what I call her
Or big toed, hard-head ass hoe
The rougher I treat her she love a nigga even mo'
Brush my hair,
was thinking
How to beat a nigga ear drums up
Then got fucked up and into a rut
Rosa parked my ass to the back of the bus
Oh well treat these niggas
the mentals
First saw Big Daddy at the place called Union Square
If you went in by yourself, it was a terror
See, I could do that 'cause my crew is kinda
a hoe need a pimp, I'm the one you supposed to call
S*** talker, somebody's daughter she my street walker
She call me daddy, she a hoe so that's what
treat you well
When I deal with you in bed you be casting out the spells
Gonn do more than your man does you no go forget
Am available for you too
his death
You wanna hear a child getting molested by his good old dad
Your mama thinks I'm a tragedy
Your daddy thinks I'm a tragedy
Your friends
They just wish they had someone treat them like I treat you
I can feel it in my Bones
Your not happy and your thinking of giving up on me
I can feel it
here by the phone, dawg
You know you never used to call
Keep it that way now
I'll treat you like you're dead right now
I'm on your head right now
straight, about to make me catch a murder case
Tell me, what make your brain tick? What the fuck?
To even find the Lotus clique, well you gotta look
But
my brain it's torture
Am I a lonely walker
Can you hear me brother oh
Let's talk about mental health
Come here kid are you doing well
Everyone says
daughters
Because I want to marry rich,
But they all treat me like shit.
Between the cocaine and the sex,
And your bank account full of Daddy's checks.
of a Day of the Dead party
With my skull mask, lookin' like a Misfit
Bouts to pull a lick with some niggas who ain't afraid to pull it
Treat your ass like
a full time toker
All the more confused with mi vida loca
Late night toker, endo smokers
Hey hey daddy x, daddy x, daddy x, daddy x
Let your skills flex
nothin can stop me from buryin my bones
In the backyard, of someone else's house
Ol' Dirt Dog, but I'm not +Dogged Out+
Here comes Rover, sniffin at your
he tells them so, then they act like so
No no, little mommy, daddy's on his way
To begin his lecture on the puppet souls
He's gonna want your blood
amazing
We'll both be high, the help don't stare
They just walk by, they must don't care
A million one, a million two
A hundred more will never do
doing
Well open up your legs and walk me through it
Ain't too proud to beg, nigga please
I fell on my head and she fell on her knees
What you know
Someone gotta love me (No)
Everybody love me
(No) Mom and Daddy love me (No)
Anybody that has heard of me
I know they love me (No)
Everybody treats me like
To a parallel prize
The walks by faith
The sight lines lie
How am I gonna tag along
With one tin ear
And one glass eye?
Well I...
I can't get there
as well
Figure everybody need and we livin' in hell
Nigga really can't tell, so why?
Prepare for the worst and hope for the best
And the rest
ain't sleepin' on em'
I keep on creepin' on em', creepin' on em', creepin on em'
Oh my bone never divide
Baby this is my third time, turn while,
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