Lyrics:
Negative creep
Negative creep and I'm stoned
Negative creep
Negative creep
Negative creep and I'm
Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
Daddy's
You hear that right there?
That sound like, but that three hundred thousand
I'm triple OG in my hood
These hoes call me big daddy
Your bitch
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
You better run
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
You better run
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
You're my daddy
You're my daddy
I'm such your girly
You're my daddy
You're my daddy
I'm still learning
I met you behind school
Your lover never
Oh, how I remember daddy
He was young and had a built in tan, yeah
And though he only stood about a five feet seven
My daddy was a heck of a man,
Hush now, baby, don't you cry
You'll be an angel by and by
Come on, baby, along with me
Take you back to Tennessee
Don't you rock him, Daddy
Yeah, leggo, heheh
Daddy, check, what? What? (Chills made it)
Yeah, comment tu t'appelles?
Shey you dey fear
Elo lo ma je
Daddy go spend
Gyal fi daddy I am a gyal fi daddy
Gyal fi daddy so me no afraid a no body
Gyal fi daddy I am a gyal fi daddy
Gyal fi daddy so me no afraid a no body
vanny vanny
I'm the winner oo ye ye ye ye
Daddy daddy daddy daddy daddy daddy
I'm the winner oo ye ye ye ye
Daddy daddy daddy daddy daddy daddy
I'm
Oh, how I remember daddy
He was young and had a built in tan, yeah
And though he only stood about a five feet seven
My daddy was a heck of a man,
bottom up in the air (ha)
I'll get you hot, I know you oh so well
And when I walk in, all that I wanna hear
Is you say, "Daddy's home, home for me"
Oh daddy
Oh, sock it to me
See my brother talkin' plently head
Steady wishin' he could sleep in your bed
Steady wishin' he was in your car
sure, kicked to the curb at 2
To the diner, cry my eyes out, till my face turn blue
I'm needed on the streets tonight
I know a daddy Jack, I know a daddy
I’m daddy, bitch
Tell me, who’s your daddy, bitch?
Peep how clean this caddy is
Pussy pink coat and my mink coat
Watch it swing low like a chariot
as
I dey give her
Oya shake for Daddy
Shake for Daddy
Shake for Daddy
Shake for Daddy
No kill daddy
No kill daddy
No kill daddy
No kill daddy
Shake for
Call me
Call me, Daddy
Milli, baby
(Daddy)
Hey!
C-Call me Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
Call me Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
Yeah ye yeah yeah ye yeah
Dem daddy dem
Mi im a party don
No other guy is badder than me
To my songs they all sing along
Numero uno
I be number
Fantasy daddy (daddy, daddy)
Fantasy daddy
Out of my mind
Fantasy daddy (daddy)
Fantasy daddy (daddy)
Fantasy daddy (daddy)
Fantasy daddy (daddy)
Can
Young god daddy
All these pussy rappers tripping
Young god daddy
If you play a nigga missin'
Young god daddy
Bitch I am hotter than a firee
Young god
Daddy always wanted a little man, to be what he never was
When she came along he really loved her, but he wanted her to wear a ball glove
cs she grew
I remember daddy's hands folded silently in prayer
And reachin' out to hold me, when I had a nightmare
You could read quite a story in the callous'
handle
You wanna drink and get cut like Rambo (Rambo)
And let me drive your Daddy's Lambo
Take me up to Beverly Hills to your Daddy's mansion
Let me
Daddy started out in San Francisco,
Tootin' on his trumpet loud and mean
Suddenly a voice said, Go forth, Daddy
Spread the picture on a wider
Discuss these Daddy Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In