Lyrics:
tried to kill him
She said Daddy-o don't you dare
He gives me fever with his kisses
Fever when he holds me tight
Fever, I'm his Missus,
Oh daddy,
to the farmer
"You better leave me alone
"I ate all you cotton
Now I'm satert in on your corn"
The farmer said to his missus
"Now what do you think of that
him
She said, "Daddy, oh, don't you dare
He gives me fever with his kisses
Fever when he holds me tight
Fever, I'm his missus
Daddy, won't you treat him
you've been missing since 2016
Squid tell me gwan fix tings
You know that's my sis and
When she speak, I listen
She swears you're my missus
I say we
Armadale popping now, only bring a nigga more
Only thing missing is a Missus
You ain't even gotta do the dishes, got two dishwashers
Got one chef, one
tight
Fever I'm his Missus
Daddy won't you treat him right, go
Now you've listened to my story
Here's the point that I have made
Chicks were born
Fool days brought me loveless joys
I read my Plato, Love, I thought a sin
But since your kiss, I`m reading Missus Glyn!
tried to kill him
She said Daddy-o don't you dare
He gives me fever with his kisses
Fever when he holds me tight
Fever, I'm his Missus,
Oh daddy,
missus
Oh daddy, won't you treat him right?
Now you've listened to my story
Here's the point that I have made
Cats were born to give chicks fever
Be
She said "Daddy, oh, don't you dare"
He gives me fever with his kisses
Fever when he holds me tight
Fever--I'm his missus
Oh daddy, won't you treat him
missus
Oh daddy, won't you treat him right?
Now you've listened to my story
Here's the point that I have made
Cats were born to give chicks fever
Be
missus"
"Daddy won't you treat him right?"
Now you've listened to my story
Here's the point that I have made
Chicks were born to give you fever
Be it
days
Brought me loveless joys
I read my Plato
Love I thought a sin
But since your kiss
I'm reading Missus Glyn
Fool days
Brought me loveless joys
I read my Plato
Love, I thought a sin
But since your kiss
I'm reading Missus Glyn!
throwing
Who rebounding? Who gives a shit
Fuck dat, I got twenty seven years of this
Hit or miss, I hit your missus
You are local news, I'm 60 minutes
I
tried to kill him
She said Daddy-o don't you dare
He gives me fever with his kisses
Fever when he holds me tight
Fever, I'm his Missus,
Oh daddy,
tight
Fever I'm his Missus
Daddy won't you treat him right, go
Now you've listened to my story
Here's the point that I have made
Chicks were born
Armadale popping now, only bring a nigga more
Only thing missing is a Missus
You ain't even gotta do the dishes, got two dishwashers
Got one chef, one
missus' habit
Jewelry shoppin' in Paris
All y'all jewelers should be embarrassed, huh
Blood diamonds drippin', we cute
I still ain't trippin', that's
have your pick, sir
Of the girls
Want to buy a bottle, missus?
What is this?
Propagates the hair, sir (what is this?)
(Penny for a bottle)
Smells
When Missus Ned McLean (God bless her)
Can get Russian reds to "yes" her,
Then I suppose
Anything goes.
When Rockefeller still can hoard en-
have your pick, sir
Of the girls
Want to buy a bottle, missus?
What is this?
Propagates the hair, sir (what is this?)
(Penny for a bottle)
Smells
me fever
With his kisses
Fever when he holds me tight
Fever, I'm his missus
Daddy, won't you treat him right" (fever)
Fever, when you kiss them
in Paris spendin' cream, the Eiffel Tower's on the list
Of place the missus never seen (never seen)
For Louis V, I'm still a fiend, flip a brick
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