Lyrics:
the fact your daughter call me daddy, mommy don't mean nothing
Don't understand where we stand I might need a ride
Easily gave up then how the fuck when you
call me daddy. I call you mommy
But Windy, I call you. I really love you girl
I don't want to break your heart. I don't want to fall in love with
never go far
Seen him last week, he was my chauffeur
I was like told y'all
Mommy was a booster, daddy was a shooter
So they couldn't blame me when I
the clouds
Looking back my mama looking so proud
Tell my daddy suck a fatty
If he wants my mommy
He must go against my fully auto-matty
I don't need him that's
the house
My nigga Buck, my clique niggaz
My murder by number niggaz
My nigga black, 0-1 you know
My new nigga life...what's happenin?
Yeah
Bout the let
energy, show me you tough
Fuck with some riders, yeah, we get rough
Know we stay ready, so don't get too buck
Think it's a game, go head, call our bluff
catch that fade
Fuck your badge
Now you wanna ask me why I'm so mad?
Get your ass beat for a photograph
Get the fuck out my dressing room 'fore I go bad
catch that fade
Fuck your badge
Now you wanna ask me why I'm so mad?
Get your ass beat for a photograph
Get the fuck out my dressing room 'fore I go bad
the vision
Im comin wit it
Riding round
Due north but im from out south
Smoked out and im vibin to my sound
Yall dont hear me turn my shit real loud
want to leave
I want to stay here with you
I feel how alone I am
Every time that I leave you
I think about you when I'm gonе
Daddy's gotta work daddy's
Grrr
Its getting colder
Getting colder by
Switching side
Moving on demon time
Mommy I'm here with the guys
Getting colder
Remember them days
When I
at my wrist while I'm holding it up
Came with some niggas that really move slimey
Bitch, you know we don't give no fucks
I ghost a nigga I stay with
My daddy said
That all the world's a bore
Until you learn
To sacrifice the poor
Slow down the beat and check with me
I used to be a princussy
Ate all
style and grace
Allow me to lace these lyrical douches, in your bushes
Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies
The back of the club,
on me
I split ink on Mommy's rug
I made Tommy eat a bug
Bought some gum with a penny slug
Somebody snitched on me
[Chorus:]
I'm gettin' nuttin'
Slide out ya clothes
And baby take off your shoes
That coochie got me so confused
That I don't know what to do
(Taste so sweet) daddy, divine
I got
he don't need that coffin
Most niggas would've run away, but me I'm out here walking
Bucket hat with my shades on, my wardrobe look awesome
Now nah,
he don't need that coffin
Most n****s would've run away, but me I'm out here walking
Bucket hat with my shades on, my wardrobe look awesome
Now nah,
of my heart, I still believed
Dear mommy and daddy, I'll tell you a secret
(You don't have to worry, I'mma be okay)
This was hurting me (I found love, oh
the place with style and grace
Allow me to lace these lyrical douches, in your bushes (uh)
Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies
The back
wanna be with you
Daddy, daddy I remember these memories vividly
Why she make you leave?
She don't listen when I scream
Just pacify me
Deny me the heart
don't give a sister
Brother, father, mother-fuck, fuck -
There goes the lawyers more bucks, but
I'm just tryna be cool, but I'm a
Be me and I'm a be
His mother came here only to see her offspring sore
With flying colors youngest brother of three
Same story as me born and raised in DC, uh
I write my
dey whine me
No dey whine me no
No dey whine me no
Mommy
Mommy
Mommy jeun
Mommy jeun
Daddy
Daddy
Jekasoro, hmmmm
Jekasoro
Oluwa
Oluwa
Oluwa oseun
I got
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